Alexandra followed Travis down the staircase and tried her best not to look up, down, and all around the space. The Johnsons were truly loaded and she could bet that the art room alone would cost a huge fortune! Also, the interior of the house oozed with sophistication and artistry that people won’t be able to help themselves from marveling at it.
She let out a soft breath then whistled as she imagined how her life would be if she was this rich! She would probably be in some private prep school or an all-girl private school being groomed to enter an Ivy League college. It would probably be a nice change to be waited hand and foot most of the time.
"Whoa! Are you cat-calling my ass? Not that I mind. I do have a nice bum!" Travis reacted to her whistle as he turned his head back to look at
