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Authors: Samantha Chase
Tags: Fiction, Death, Romance, Contemporary, Family Life, Time, Family Saga, Brothers, love, Construction, Relationships, Single, Oldest, Designer, Walls, Major Storm, north carolina, Coast, Decisions, Building, Years, Proud, father, Mother
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forever, she was actually excited about going to work tomorrow.
Chapter 4
For once, Zoe didn’t mind being up early. After the time she’d spent with Aidan, she was anxious to meet with him and start working together on the model home project. She decided that Aidan was just a little misunderstood. He wasn’t really a pain in the butt to work with like she had been warned—on the contrary. Working with him might be challenging, but Zoe found that prospect exciting.
She was dressed more casually today, since she knew he had torn the model home apart the previous night. It was better to be prepared for flying dust and debris and dress down rather than show up dressed like she had yesterday and not be able to get anything done. Climbing into her car, which now sported four new tires, she smoothed her black slacks, righted her green sleeveless sweater, wiggled her toes in her ballet flats, and got on her way.
Unable to help herself, she sang, way off-key, to the songs on the radio and had a silly grin on her face. She felt good, happy even. Who would have thought, after the way their meeting had initially gone yesterday, she and Aidan would have hit it off so well? He could be charming and sweet and downright funny when he wanted to be. She supposed she understood why he didn’t show that side around the job site; the workmen would take advantage of that in a heartbeat. Still, she knew she certainly wouldn’t do that, and started to speed up to get to the site faster.
As she turned onto the street, the first thing she noticed was that the road was immaculate. That was a good sign. It looked brand-new compared to the state it was in the previous night, and she was pleasantly surprised.
Parking her car, Zoe also saw there weren’t nearly as many trucks on this particular site as there had been last night. Another good sign. Climbing out of her car, she grabbed her briefcase and shut the door. For all of the workmen who had been here and walked all over the front yard, it still managed to look pristine. Even the white picket fence was completely back in place. So far, everything was looking up.
“You’re late, Miss Dalton.”
Zoe turned to where Aidan was standing on the front porch of the house. Actually, she was five minutes early, but there was something in his tone that kept her from arguing the point.
The high-handed jackass of yesterday was back.
It was like dealing with Jekyll and Hyde. Well, if he was going to be that way, so was she.
“Forgive me. I was just taking mental notes on how the front yard looks completely put back together after all of the crews coming and going last night.” She kept her tone clipped and professional. Walking through the front gate and closing it behind her, she walked up the front steps and into the house without so much as a greeting to Aidan.
When he joined her, she was standing at the granite kitchen island with her sketch pad, pencils, and tablet waiting. She was going to make damn sure this house would be the most spectacular showcase she’d ever done.
“As you can see, the drywall has been repaired so that every room in this house is plumb.” Aidan looked up and caught her curt nod. “Painters will be coming in later today to start repainting.” He pulled a sheet of paper from his briefcase and placed it down on the counter. “Here is the list of all the colors that I want used.”
Zoe picked it up and scanned it before putting it back down and grabbing a pen to make some notes. A minute later, she slid it back to him. “I’d like you to sign and date this, please.”
He shot her a look. “Excuse me?”
“I’d like you to sign and date this piece of paper,” she repeated dryly.
“What for?”
“I want to make sure you remember that you chose these colors—without my input—so if the colors go up on the walls and you aren’t satisfied with them, you take full responsibility for it. I will not bear the burden of your wrath for things I had no
Chapter 4
For once, Zoe didn’t mind being up early. After the time she’d spent with Aidan, she was anxious to meet with him and start working together on the model home project. She decided that Aidan was just a little misunderstood. He wasn’t really a pain in the butt to work with like she had been warned—on the contrary. Working with him might be challenging, but Zoe found that prospect exciting.
She was dressed more casually today, since she knew he had torn the model home apart the previous night. It was better to be prepared for flying dust and debris and dress down rather than show up dressed like she had yesterday and not be able to get anything done. Climbing into her car, which now sported four new tires, she smoothed her black slacks, righted her green sleeveless sweater, wiggled her toes in her ballet flats, and got on her way.
Unable to help herself, she sang, way off-key, to the songs on the radio and had a silly grin on her face. She felt good, happy even. Who would have thought, after the way their meeting had initially gone yesterday, she and Aidan would have hit it off so well? He could be charming and sweet and downright funny when he wanted to be. She supposed she understood why he didn’t show that side around the job site; the workmen would take advantage of that in a heartbeat. Still, she knew she certainly wouldn’t do that, and started to speed up to get to the site faster.
As she turned onto the street, the first thing she noticed was that the road was immaculate. That was a good sign. It looked brand-new compared to the state it was in the previous night, and she was pleasantly surprised.
Parking her car, Zoe also saw there weren’t nearly as many trucks on this particular site as there had been last night. Another good sign. Climbing out of her car, she grabbed her briefcase and shut the door. For all of the workmen who had been here and walked all over the front yard, it still managed to look pristine. Even the white picket fence was completely back in place. So far, everything was looking up.
“You’re late, Miss Dalton.”
Zoe turned to where Aidan was standing on the front porch of the house. Actually, she was five minutes early, but there was something in his tone that kept her from arguing the point.
The high-handed jackass of yesterday was back.
It was like dealing with Jekyll and Hyde. Well, if he was going to be that way, so was she.
“Forgive me. I was just taking mental notes on how the front yard looks completely put back together after all of the crews coming and going last night.” She kept her tone clipped and professional. Walking through the front gate and closing it behind her, she walked up the front steps and into the house without so much as a greeting to Aidan.
When he joined her, she was standing at the granite kitchen island with her sketch pad, pencils, and tablet waiting. She was going to make damn sure this house would be the most spectacular showcase she’d ever done.
“As you can see, the drywall has been repaired so that every room in this house is plumb.” Aidan looked up and caught her curt nod. “Painters will be coming in later today to start repainting.” He pulled a sheet of paper from his briefcase and placed it down on the counter. “Here is the list of all the colors that I want used.”
Zoe picked it up and scanned it before putting it back down and grabbing a pen to make some notes. A minute later, she slid it back to him. “I’d like you to sign and date this, please.”
He shot her a look. “Excuse me?”
“I’d like you to sign and date this piece of paper,” she repeated dryly.
“What for?”
“I want to make sure you remember that you chose these colors—without my input—so if the colors go up on the walls and you aren’t satisfied with them, you take full responsibility for it. I will not bear the burden of your wrath for things I had no
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