register into my brain. “Sunshine, I swear to you, right now Thor is at our front door.”
“Thor?”
He stands and throws his arms out in exasperation, “Thor. Thor, you know the big guy with the big hammer? Thor.”
I notice my headache is almost completely gone. I push the leg part down to get out of the recliner and stand. “Why is he at our door?”
“He said Tank sent him. He’s the camera guy.”
“Oh. I guess I’d better get dressed then.” I go to my room and grab jeans and a lime green tank top then quickly go to the bathroom and pull my hair up into a ponytail. When I leave the bedroom, there stood a huge man with blonde hair hanging down to his shoulders. It causes me to pause and drink the sight of him in. His polo shirt fits everywhere but his chest and his arms. They look like they could rip at any moment. I think he had the biggest arms I’ve ever seen in my life.
Jessie is fluttering around the house like a hummingbird on crack; I bet he zooms by the living room door three times before I make it down the hallway. I smile at the stranger and stick out my hand, “I’m McKinsey, thanks for coming on such short notice.”
He nods then briefly shakes my hand. I freeze when he begins speaking as his accent is stunning. “Alexander. I’m going to have a look around and figure out the best angles for the cameras. I’ll be back in when I’m done and let you know where we put them. Did Tank say if he wanted any inside?”
I shake my head and shrug. I’m not sure when Jessie came to stand beside me. It must have been sometime during the process of noticing how well his cargo pants fit. The whole package was gorgeous, even watching him walk away was magnificent. Jessie bumps my arm. “He doesn’t have much of a personality but I think I could overlook that on a daily basis.”
I nod in agreement very slowly. “Oh boy, I could too.”
Jessie and I smile a huge smile and then his turns mischievous as he says, “Let’s get the lawn chairs and watch him work.” We giggle, grab a drink and go out into the backyard where Jessie pulls two folding lawn chairs out of the storage room attached to the back of the house. We set them up near what we call the fire pit which is actually where my granny used to burn her trash every day. She only threw away what wouldn’t burn. I’d never understood why she did that, she paid for garbage pickup as it was mandatory to have it, so why not use it? But right now I’m thankful to have it; we don’t look near as desperate as if we were sitting outside in an empty yard watching him walk around the house taking measurements. Now we’re sitting outside next to a fire pit in the heat of August watching him walk around doing his thing. Nope, totally not desperate.
“What was his name?” Jessie asks.
“Alexander.”
We watch in silence while he and another man continue to walk around the perimeter of my home. They come in and out of the back door several times pointing in different directions and seem to be in deep discussion.
I look over at Jessie when movement catches my eye and laugh. He looks like he is practicing karate trying to keep a gnat away from his face; he makes a face at me and explodes in laughter, “I freaking hate gnats!”
I make kissing sounds at him then say, “If you weren’t so sweet they would leave you alone.”
“What’s that make you, ‘cause they don’t seem to be bothering you.”
I giggle again when I pull a clip-on bug repellant out of the cup holder that had been left in my chair. “Smart.”
He laughs too and then takes a swig of sweet tea. When we both look back toward the house I become instantly embarrassed because both men are looking at us. Jessie asks,” I thought Tank was going to be here supervising?”
“Yeah, me too, but do you really think he needs supervising?”
“Oh yeah, I could totally supervise him.”
I roll my eyes then look back to them. I
“Thor?”
He stands and throws his arms out in exasperation, “Thor. Thor, you know the big guy with the big hammer? Thor.”
I notice my headache is almost completely gone. I push the leg part down to get out of the recliner and stand. “Why is he at our door?”
“He said Tank sent him. He’s the camera guy.”
“Oh. I guess I’d better get dressed then.” I go to my room and grab jeans and a lime green tank top then quickly go to the bathroom and pull my hair up into a ponytail. When I leave the bedroom, there stood a huge man with blonde hair hanging down to his shoulders. It causes me to pause and drink the sight of him in. His polo shirt fits everywhere but his chest and his arms. They look like they could rip at any moment. I think he had the biggest arms I’ve ever seen in my life.
Jessie is fluttering around the house like a hummingbird on crack; I bet he zooms by the living room door three times before I make it down the hallway. I smile at the stranger and stick out my hand, “I’m McKinsey, thanks for coming on such short notice.”
He nods then briefly shakes my hand. I freeze when he begins speaking as his accent is stunning. “Alexander. I’m going to have a look around and figure out the best angles for the cameras. I’ll be back in when I’m done and let you know where we put them. Did Tank say if he wanted any inside?”
I shake my head and shrug. I’m not sure when Jessie came to stand beside me. It must have been sometime during the process of noticing how well his cargo pants fit. The whole package was gorgeous, even watching him walk away was magnificent. Jessie bumps my arm. “He doesn’t have much of a personality but I think I could overlook that on a daily basis.”
I nod in agreement very slowly. “Oh boy, I could too.”
Jessie and I smile a huge smile and then his turns mischievous as he says, “Let’s get the lawn chairs and watch him work.” We giggle, grab a drink and go out into the backyard where Jessie pulls two folding lawn chairs out of the storage room attached to the back of the house. We set them up near what we call the fire pit which is actually where my granny used to burn her trash every day. She only threw away what wouldn’t burn. I’d never understood why she did that, she paid for garbage pickup as it was mandatory to have it, so why not use it? But right now I’m thankful to have it; we don’t look near as desperate as if we were sitting outside in an empty yard watching him walk around the house taking measurements. Now we’re sitting outside next to a fire pit in the heat of August watching him walk around doing his thing. Nope, totally not desperate.
“What was his name?” Jessie asks.
“Alexander.”
We watch in silence while he and another man continue to walk around the perimeter of my home. They come in and out of the back door several times pointing in different directions and seem to be in deep discussion.
I look over at Jessie when movement catches my eye and laugh. He looks like he is practicing karate trying to keep a gnat away from his face; he makes a face at me and explodes in laughter, “I freaking hate gnats!”
I make kissing sounds at him then say, “If you weren’t so sweet they would leave you alone.”
“What’s that make you, ‘cause they don’t seem to be bothering you.”
I giggle again when I pull a clip-on bug repellant out of the cup holder that had been left in my chair. “Smart.”
He laughs too and then takes a swig of sweet tea. When we both look back toward the house I become instantly embarrassed because both men are looking at us. Jessie asks,” I thought Tank was going to be here supervising?”
“Yeah, me too, but do you really think he needs supervising?”
“Oh yeah, I could totally supervise him.”
I roll my eyes then look back to them. I
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