blue button up shirt that hid everything, and her strawberry blonde
hair was up in a ponytail baring a face that was mostly free of makeup.
Even dressed down with barely any make-up she still
looked gorgeous...and younger than I first thought.
She also looked mad as hell. What the hell was she mad
about?
“What the hell are you doing here?” I asked crossly
hating how I still reacted to her. Anger burned hotly through me, but burning
hotter was lust that had my cock swelling glaringly in my shorts at the
surprising sight of her looking so damn fresh and beautiful.
“I was called,” she gritted out behind clenched teeth,
“I’m zee plumber.” Her accent was heavier than I’d ever heard it before.
No fucking way was she the plumber! I looked down at
her shirt that had the insignia ‘ Anderson’s Plumbing and Heating ’. My
mouth almost dropped open.
“No fucking way.” Landon laughed. “First you play poker
like a savant and now you’re a plumber. You’re like a jack-of-all-things-cool.”
She looked away from me to Landon and her expression
didn’t get any warmer. Looking off to the side she appeared to be grinding her
teeth down to the roots as her hands clenched into fists at her sides. My
frowned deepened at seeing that one of her hands wasn’t able to make a fist
because it was in a splint holding her middle finger stationary.
What had happened to her?
Taking a deep breath she turned back to me looking
resolute but not any less angry. “Do you want me to look at zee pipes or not?”
Before I could say anything Landon spoke up. “Yes, we
sure as shit do.”
I continued to stand there staring at her. Her angry
expression darkened further in irritation and she waved her good hand. “You’re
going to hafe to mofe zan.”
Landon gave me a nudge to the side and I complied.
Nadia stepped in and gave us another exasperated angry look. “Well, where’s zee
problem?”
Shit! I was acting like a moronic asshat, but I was
still in shock seeing her looking so different, and acting so different. She
wasn’t trying to be flirty at all. This whole time I’d been thinking she came
from money like the rest of the guys at the gaming table, but it appeared she
didn’t. She worked for it. She was a plumber!
“It’s down in the basement, this way.” Landon waved for
her to follow him. Ignoring me she trailed after him. I followed behind her and
my gaze instinctively tracked the sway of her hips. It didn’t help the
heaviness in my groin.
The three of us tripped down the stairs and Landon
pointed out where the problem was. She looked up at it then around the basement.
Her gaze lit on a ladder in the far corner and she headed for it. I
automatically moved ahead of her to grasp it myself and moved it under the
pipe.
I may dislike her, but I could still utilize my
manners.
She didn’t look at me or acknowledge my actions, her
jaw just ticked harder. Gripping the sides of the ladder she stepped up four
rungs to examine the section of pipe that had been spraying water. I held the
ladder to make sure it was stable.
Safety first and everything…I mean, she already had a
busted finger.
I stared again at her hand wondering what had happened.
Nadia reached into her back pocket and pulled out a
small flashlight. Snapping it on she pointed it at the pipe with her injured
hand and inspected the point of the leak. I knew what was wrong with the pipe
and I watched her wondering if she really knew what she was doing…But I had
underestimated her at cards and look how that had turned out.
She raised her good hand and ran her finger over the
wet fitting. A picture of her fingers running over my flesh flashed in my head
and I almost grunted at the punch of arousal that hit me. I clenched my
hair was up in a ponytail baring a face that was mostly free of makeup.
Even dressed down with barely any make-up she still
looked gorgeous...and younger than I first thought.
She also looked mad as hell. What the hell was she mad
about?
“What the hell are you doing here?” I asked crossly
hating how I still reacted to her. Anger burned hotly through me, but burning
hotter was lust that had my cock swelling glaringly in my shorts at the
surprising sight of her looking so damn fresh and beautiful.
“I was called,” she gritted out behind clenched teeth,
“I’m zee plumber.” Her accent was heavier than I’d ever heard it before.
No fucking way was she the plumber! I looked down at
her shirt that had the insignia ‘ Anderson’s Plumbing and Heating ’. My
mouth almost dropped open.
“No fucking way.” Landon laughed. “First you play poker
like a savant and now you’re a plumber. You’re like a jack-of-all-things-cool.”
She looked away from me to Landon and her expression
didn’t get any warmer. Looking off to the side she appeared to be grinding her
teeth down to the roots as her hands clenched into fists at her sides. My
frowned deepened at seeing that one of her hands wasn’t able to make a fist
because it was in a splint holding her middle finger stationary.
What had happened to her?
Taking a deep breath she turned back to me looking
resolute but not any less angry. “Do you want me to look at zee pipes or not?”
Before I could say anything Landon spoke up. “Yes, we
sure as shit do.”
I continued to stand there staring at her. Her angry
expression darkened further in irritation and she waved her good hand. “You’re
going to hafe to mofe zan.”
Landon gave me a nudge to the side and I complied.
Nadia stepped in and gave us another exasperated angry look. “Well, where’s zee
problem?”
Shit! I was acting like a moronic asshat, but I was
still in shock seeing her looking so different, and acting so different. She
wasn’t trying to be flirty at all. This whole time I’d been thinking she came
from money like the rest of the guys at the gaming table, but it appeared she
didn’t. She worked for it. She was a plumber!
“It’s down in the basement, this way.” Landon waved for
her to follow him. Ignoring me she trailed after him. I followed behind her and
my gaze instinctively tracked the sway of her hips. It didn’t help the
heaviness in my groin.
The three of us tripped down the stairs and Landon
pointed out where the problem was. She looked up at it then around the basement.
Her gaze lit on a ladder in the far corner and she headed for it. I
automatically moved ahead of her to grasp it myself and moved it under the
pipe.
I may dislike her, but I could still utilize my
manners.
She didn’t look at me or acknowledge my actions, her
jaw just ticked harder. Gripping the sides of the ladder she stepped up four
rungs to examine the section of pipe that had been spraying water. I held the
ladder to make sure it was stable.
Safety first and everything…I mean, she already had a
busted finger.
I stared again at her hand wondering what had happened.
Nadia reached into her back pocket and pulled out a
small flashlight. Snapping it on she pointed it at the pipe with her injured
hand and inspected the point of the leak. I knew what was wrong with the pipe
and I watched her wondering if she really knew what she was doing…But I had
underestimated her at cards and look how that had turned out.
She raised her good hand and ran her finger over the
wet fitting. A picture of her fingers running over my flesh flashed in my head
and I almost grunted at the punch of arousal that hit me. I clenched my
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