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Authors: Melanie Shawn
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already been dragged almost all the way down the driveway and knew in her heart she was fighting a losing battle.
“I have a key,” Jason said with a wink as he was turning and walking up the porch, “Now you go on and have fun. I’ll put them inside and see you later.”
“You have a key?!” Katie yelled as she was being shoved in the door by Sophie, but Jason didn’t turn to answer.
Chapter Three
After having been forcibly placed in the SUV, Katie put on her seat belt and felt the cool blast of air conditioning hit her face. She could either spend the entire ride to the bridal shop regretting the fact that she hadn't punched him in the mouth while she had the chance, or she could get some answers. She went with answers.
Katie turned toward her Aunt Wendy and directed the same question to her as she just had to Mr. Must-Take-Suitcases-At-All-Costs.
“Jason has a key?”
“Well, of course, Buttercup! What with all the work he’s been doin’ around the house, and with his hours being so different than mine and your mama’s? Well, we just thought it would be easier if he had a key, that way if he had time to work, he could let himself right on in,” Aunt Wendy explained as she was pulling out of the driveway.
Katie took a deep breath. She was out of Jason-brain-fog mode. Now, she was in litigator-mode. She only wished she had a yellow legal pad and a number two pencil in her hands to make her feel more at home.
“Okay, number one. What kind of work needs to be done around the house? Number two. Why didn’t you just tell me so I could hire someone to do it? Number three...”
Aunt Wendy though, apparently, didn't care what number three (or any of the numbers that came after it) were, because she in terrupted Katie, saying, “Well sweetie, I don’t want to put a fly in your pie, but you haven’t really been around for the daily happenings in these here parts for quite some time. And there was no need for you or anybody else to hire somebody. Jason is more than willing and able to do the job.
“As far as what work is getting done? Oh, just fix-it things that will add value to the house. And, to anticipate your next question, Jason has odd hours because he’s a big shot now,” Aunt Wendy sounded proud as she said that last part, as if Jason were related to her, instead of Katie. She had to admit that stung a little.
“That wasn't my next question,” she said under her breath, and she had to admit, she sounded a little petulant, even to herself.
“What was that?” Aunt Wendy asked from the front seat. Katie met her aunt's eyes in the mirror and felt properly chastened. That wasn't how she had been raised to talk, and she didn't even like hearing it in herself. What WAS it about Jason Sloan that brought out her bratty side?
“Nothing, ma'am,” she answered contritely, “I just wanted to know what he's doing now.”
“Well!” Aunt Wendy continued animatedly, “I am glad you asked. Jas works construction for his dad. He is the Vice President of Sloan Construction.”
“He's working for his dad?” Katie asked in surprise. When they had been growing up, all Jason had ever talked about was how he wasn't going to get sucked into the family business. He wanted to live, to experience the world. He wanted to spread his wings and break free of the mold.
“ He's been there ever since his dad's heart attack,” Sophie chimed in.
Katie sat in silence for a moment. Jason's dad had had a heart attack. Katie hadn't even sent a card.
NOPE! Can't think about that right now. FORWARD MOMENTUM was the buzzword of the weekend!
“So, Jason is the Vice President of a successful construction company...and he spends his free time doing odd jobs for you and Mom?” Katie asked her aunt.
“Everybody needs a hobby,” her a unt hand-waved, and Katie knew that tone. Aunt Wendy was done with this topic. “Now, let’s talk wedding details. Have you had a chance to memorize your schedule for the
“I have a key,” Jason said with a wink as he was turning and walking up the porch, “Now you go on and have fun. I’ll put them inside and see you later.”
“You have a key?!” Katie yelled as she was being shoved in the door by Sophie, but Jason didn’t turn to answer.
Chapter Three
After having been forcibly placed in the SUV, Katie put on her seat belt and felt the cool blast of air conditioning hit her face. She could either spend the entire ride to the bridal shop regretting the fact that she hadn't punched him in the mouth while she had the chance, or she could get some answers. She went with answers.
Katie turned toward her Aunt Wendy and directed the same question to her as she just had to Mr. Must-Take-Suitcases-At-All-Costs.
“Jason has a key?”
“Well, of course, Buttercup! What with all the work he’s been doin’ around the house, and with his hours being so different than mine and your mama’s? Well, we just thought it would be easier if he had a key, that way if he had time to work, he could let himself right on in,” Aunt Wendy explained as she was pulling out of the driveway.
Katie took a deep breath. She was out of Jason-brain-fog mode. Now, she was in litigator-mode. She only wished she had a yellow legal pad and a number two pencil in her hands to make her feel more at home.
“Okay, number one. What kind of work needs to be done around the house? Number two. Why didn’t you just tell me so I could hire someone to do it? Number three...”
Aunt Wendy though, apparently, didn't care what number three (or any of the numbers that came after it) were, because she in terrupted Katie, saying, “Well sweetie, I don’t want to put a fly in your pie, but you haven’t really been around for the daily happenings in these here parts for quite some time. And there was no need for you or anybody else to hire somebody. Jason is more than willing and able to do the job.
“As far as what work is getting done? Oh, just fix-it things that will add value to the house. And, to anticipate your next question, Jason has odd hours because he’s a big shot now,” Aunt Wendy sounded proud as she said that last part, as if Jason were related to her, instead of Katie. She had to admit that stung a little.
“That wasn't my next question,” she said under her breath, and she had to admit, she sounded a little petulant, even to herself.
“What was that?” Aunt Wendy asked from the front seat. Katie met her aunt's eyes in the mirror and felt properly chastened. That wasn't how she had been raised to talk, and she didn't even like hearing it in herself. What WAS it about Jason Sloan that brought out her bratty side?
“Nothing, ma'am,” she answered contritely, “I just wanted to know what he's doing now.”
“Well!” Aunt Wendy continued animatedly, “I am glad you asked. Jas works construction for his dad. He is the Vice President of Sloan Construction.”
“He's working for his dad?” Katie asked in surprise. When they had been growing up, all Jason had ever talked about was how he wasn't going to get sucked into the family business. He wanted to live, to experience the world. He wanted to spread his wings and break free of the mold.
“ He's been there ever since his dad's heart attack,” Sophie chimed in.
Katie sat in silence for a moment. Jason's dad had had a heart attack. Katie hadn't even sent a card.
NOPE! Can't think about that right now. FORWARD MOMENTUM was the buzzword of the weekend!
“So, Jason is the Vice President of a successful construction company...and he spends his free time doing odd jobs for you and Mom?” Katie asked her aunt.
“Everybody needs a hobby,” her a unt hand-waved, and Katie knew that tone. Aunt Wendy was done with this topic. “Now, let’s talk wedding details. Have you had a chance to memorize your schedule for the
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