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about the contract with his aunt. Wonderful job by the way. I’m very impressed with this.”
“Thanks.” She felt her face heat up when she thought about the other Douglas man. She wanted to have her dad ask Mason if Jace had said anything, but it felt so high school that she didn’t. “I have an amount being paid to the company for over fifteen thousand dollars for miscellaneous, but it’s not in the file I have on the Double Deuce. In fact, there are several bills here from them. I’ve run into the name before, on one of the other farms I’m helping.”
He told her to hang on and she could hear the men talking. Then suddenly she was talking to Mason. His voice, not nearly as sexy as his brother’s, seemed to make her want to sit up straighter in her chair.
“I’m calling Jace now. He’s in the barn, so he might not be able to hear me. But I was wondering if he showed up at your place today.” She told him that he had, but they’d argued and he’d left. “I see. I’ll get on his butt about coming to you, and—”
“No.” She took a deep breath when she realized she’d nearly screamed. “No, that’s fine. I’ll get what I need from the file he gave me.” His chuckle did nothing for her state of mind. “Look, buddy. I tried to reason with him, but I guess there is no reasoning with idiots. And then he went and blamed me for having sex with him. And if touching him is grounds for him to get laid, then perhaps he should stay in a hole somewhere.” She put her hand over her mouth when she realized what she’d said. And she hoped, stupidly she supposed, that Mason would be a gentleman and not mention it. But his words to her chilled her to the bone.
“I see. This changes everything. And there is little either of you can do about it now.”
Then the phone went dead. Holly laid it back in the cradle and sat there shaking for ten minutes. She had no clue what he meant, but whatever it was, it was going to be bad on her end, and she just knew it.
Chapter 5
Jeff walked back to his apartment. What he’d seen…well, what he thought he’d seen…was more than a man should see when it came to someone he was planning to marry. They’d fought for sure, but then…he had a feeling that they’d made up quickly. And no matter how hard he’d tried to get a better view of what was going on between them in the truck, he just couldn’t get that close.
“Not that it matters really. I’ve had sex before too, and that doesn’t mean anything.” He nodded, thinking that so long as she was not messing around with the hired help when they wed, he could overlook what happened today. “Hell, I might even go and find me a little pussy to have myself.”
He wouldn’t and he knew that as soon as the words were out of his mouth. First of all, he could barely afford anything after sending money to his mom every month; and secondly, there were few women that would have sex with him for cash. And what few there were…well, he’d rather not stick his dick in them, thank you very much.
He’d written down the plate number on the truck, and he’d gotten a good description of it as well. The next time he saw it, either in town or at the Snow estate, he’d try to figure out who it was. More than likely some hand that trimmed trees and looked like he’d been beaten by an ugly stick. There was a saying about men and their big trucks. This man would be no different.
But he’d been big looking when he’d come out of the house. Like monstrous big. But then it was late in the day and the sun had nearly been shining in his face. For all he knew, the man could be shorter than him and fat. Jeff nodded to himself again. Not that it mattered, he told himself again. A fling was okay before they wed.
As soon as he was in his tiny apartment he called into work. He’d been told that the place was shut down for a few days to have all the carpets replaced, but he wanted to make sure that no one was getting the jump on
“Thanks.” She felt her face heat up when she thought about the other Douglas man. She wanted to have her dad ask Mason if Jace had said anything, but it felt so high school that she didn’t. “I have an amount being paid to the company for over fifteen thousand dollars for miscellaneous, but it’s not in the file I have on the Double Deuce. In fact, there are several bills here from them. I’ve run into the name before, on one of the other farms I’m helping.”
He told her to hang on and she could hear the men talking. Then suddenly she was talking to Mason. His voice, not nearly as sexy as his brother’s, seemed to make her want to sit up straighter in her chair.
“I’m calling Jace now. He’s in the barn, so he might not be able to hear me. But I was wondering if he showed up at your place today.” She told him that he had, but they’d argued and he’d left. “I see. I’ll get on his butt about coming to you, and—”
“No.” She took a deep breath when she realized she’d nearly screamed. “No, that’s fine. I’ll get what I need from the file he gave me.” His chuckle did nothing for her state of mind. “Look, buddy. I tried to reason with him, but I guess there is no reasoning with idiots. And then he went and blamed me for having sex with him. And if touching him is grounds for him to get laid, then perhaps he should stay in a hole somewhere.” She put her hand over her mouth when she realized what she’d said. And she hoped, stupidly she supposed, that Mason would be a gentleman and not mention it. But his words to her chilled her to the bone.
“I see. This changes everything. And there is little either of you can do about it now.”
Then the phone went dead. Holly laid it back in the cradle and sat there shaking for ten minutes. She had no clue what he meant, but whatever it was, it was going to be bad on her end, and she just knew it.
Chapter 5
Jeff walked back to his apartment. What he’d seen…well, what he thought he’d seen…was more than a man should see when it came to someone he was planning to marry. They’d fought for sure, but then…he had a feeling that they’d made up quickly. And no matter how hard he’d tried to get a better view of what was going on between them in the truck, he just couldn’t get that close.
“Not that it matters really. I’ve had sex before too, and that doesn’t mean anything.” He nodded, thinking that so long as she was not messing around with the hired help when they wed, he could overlook what happened today. “Hell, I might even go and find me a little pussy to have myself.”
He wouldn’t and he knew that as soon as the words were out of his mouth. First of all, he could barely afford anything after sending money to his mom every month; and secondly, there were few women that would have sex with him for cash. And what few there were…well, he’d rather not stick his dick in them, thank you very much.
He’d written down the plate number on the truck, and he’d gotten a good description of it as well. The next time he saw it, either in town or at the Snow estate, he’d try to figure out who it was. More than likely some hand that trimmed trees and looked like he’d been beaten by an ugly stick. There was a saying about men and their big trucks. This man would be no different.
But he’d been big looking when he’d come out of the house. Like monstrous big. But then it was late in the day and the sun had nearly been shining in his face. For all he knew, the man could be shorter than him and fat. Jeff nodded to himself again. Not that it mattered, he told himself again. A fling was okay before they wed.
As soon as he was in his tiny apartment he called into work. He’d been told that the place was shut down for a few days to have all the carpets replaced, but he wanted to make sure that no one was getting the jump on
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