Read Online Underestimated by Jettie Woodruff - Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Jettie Woodruff
Ads: Link
didn’t like it the way we moved it the
first time, and the second time was even worse. Thank
God Dawson picked up on it.
“You don’t like it, do you?” he asked, looking at
me staring at the shelves.
I looked over to him, and our eyes did that
uncomfortable locking thing again.
“Not really,” I smiled and turned my eyes quickly
back to the shelves.
We worked until after four and stopped when our
pizza arrived. We all sat at the same table, and I looked
around at our work. I couldn’t believe we got as much
done as we had. I just wished we would have gotten the
wood floors cleaned. After moving the shelves, you could
really see a difference in the two toned wooden floor. The
walls were spectacular, and I was going to talk to Lauren
about her friend in the construction business about having
the ceilings painted. The register by the door was a lot
nicer too. You could actually engage in conversation with
the customers, rather than being in the back of the store.
I hope Starlight isn’t mad about changing
everything.
“Earth to Riley,” Dawson said snapping his
fingers.
“What? Sorry. I was just thinking about what to do
next.”
“I’m leaving,” Lauren abruptly said, afraid that I
was going to start another project at that time.
“I didn’t mean now,” I said, giving her a look of,
don’t leave me alone with him.
It didn’t work.
“I will see you at home. I need a shower,” and she
was out the door. I knew she was leaving me on purpose
and wanted me to be alone with Dawson.
“You should probably leave and get some sleep
too,” I said to Dawson, standing up to clean up our paper
plates.
“Yeah, you wore me out today too. I should sleep
like a baby.”
The mention of sleep made me apprehensive about
going to bed. I wasn’t sleeping much lately, and I hated
waking and remembering my nightmares.
“You can go. I’m not far behind you. Thanks for
your help today. I greatly appreciate it.”
Dawson stood and sucked the noisy soda through
the ice of his cup. “Don’t mention it. It was fun. I would
love to see the look on Starlight’s face when she walks in
this door.”
“I just hope she’s not mad. I mean she did tell me
to do whatever I wanted, but I’m not sure meant remodel
the whole place,” I smiled.
“She will love it. I’ll see you later.”
Please stop smiling at me like that.
“Okay. Thanks again for your help.”
I didn’t leave and worked until after nine. I was
hoping that getting myself good and exhausted would cause
me to fall into a deep sleep and not be tormented by my
dreams.
It worked, and I slept sounder and healthier than I
had since I had left Drew.
I felt rehabilitated and improved as I unlocked the
back door to the store on Monday morning. The three
locals showed up just as the last pot of coffee had run
through. All three of the older men made a big deal about
how clean the place was. I felt very comfortable with them
for the first time, and had no problem talking and laughing
with the men as they drank their morning coffees.
I was rearranging some clothes on the rack toward
the back of the store when I heard the one man that they
called Tom.
“Good morning, Sheriff. What brings you out and
about on a Monday?” he asked, knowing that he was
usually only there on Saturday mornings.
“Morning, Tom, Jake, Luke. Just thought I would
stop in and see what all the talk about the new look was
all about.”
I smiled, amused that he didn’t mention doing half
the work.
I was looking right at him still carrying the smile
when he looked around, looking for me, I was sure.
He smiled when he saw me. “Morning, Riley.”
“Good morning, Sheriff,” I said and nervously
moved my eyes away from his.
That wasn’t the only day that Dawson showed up.
He was there every morning after that. I tried not to let
things be awkward between us. I also made little
comments about not being interested in
first time, and the second time was even worse. Thank
God Dawson picked up on it.
“You don’t like it, do you?” he asked, looking at
me staring at the shelves.
I looked over to him, and our eyes did that
uncomfortable locking thing again.
“Not really,” I smiled and turned my eyes quickly
back to the shelves.
We worked until after four and stopped when our
pizza arrived. We all sat at the same table, and I looked
around at our work. I couldn’t believe we got as much
done as we had. I just wished we would have gotten the
wood floors cleaned. After moving the shelves, you could
really see a difference in the two toned wooden floor. The
walls were spectacular, and I was going to talk to Lauren
about her friend in the construction business about having
the ceilings painted. The register by the door was a lot
nicer too. You could actually engage in conversation with
the customers, rather than being in the back of the store.
I hope Starlight isn’t mad about changing
everything.
“Earth to Riley,” Dawson said snapping his
fingers.
“What? Sorry. I was just thinking about what to do
next.”
“I’m leaving,” Lauren abruptly said, afraid that I
was going to start another project at that time.
“I didn’t mean now,” I said, giving her a look of,
don’t leave me alone with him.
It didn’t work.
“I will see you at home. I need a shower,” and she
was out the door. I knew she was leaving me on purpose
and wanted me to be alone with Dawson.
“You should probably leave and get some sleep
too,” I said to Dawson, standing up to clean up our paper
plates.
“Yeah, you wore me out today too. I should sleep
like a baby.”
The mention of sleep made me apprehensive about
going to bed. I wasn’t sleeping much lately, and I hated
waking and remembering my nightmares.
“You can go. I’m not far behind you. Thanks for
your help today. I greatly appreciate it.”
Dawson stood and sucked the noisy soda through
the ice of his cup. “Don’t mention it. It was fun. I would
love to see the look on Starlight’s face when she walks in
this door.”
“I just hope she’s not mad. I mean she did tell me
to do whatever I wanted, but I’m not sure meant remodel
the whole place,” I smiled.
“She will love it. I’ll see you later.”
Please stop smiling at me like that.
“Okay. Thanks again for your help.”
I didn’t leave and worked until after nine. I was
hoping that getting myself good and exhausted would cause
me to fall into a deep sleep and not be tormented by my
dreams.
It worked, and I slept sounder and healthier than I
had since I had left Drew.
I felt rehabilitated and improved as I unlocked the
back door to the store on Monday morning. The three
locals showed up just as the last pot of coffee had run
through. All three of the older men made a big deal about
how clean the place was. I felt very comfortable with them
for the first time, and had no problem talking and laughing
with the men as they drank their morning coffees.
I was rearranging some clothes on the rack toward
the back of the store when I heard the one man that they
called Tom.
“Good morning, Sheriff. What brings you out and
about on a Monday?” he asked, knowing that he was
usually only there on Saturday mornings.
“Morning, Tom, Jake, Luke. Just thought I would
stop in and see what all the talk about the new look was
all about.”
I smiled, amused that he didn’t mention doing half
the work.
I was looking right at him still carrying the smile
when he looked around, looking for me, I was sure.
He smiled when he saw me. “Morning, Riley.”
“Good morning, Sheriff,” I said and nervously
moved my eyes away from his.
That wasn’t the only day that Dawson showed up.
He was there every morning after that. I tried not to let
things be awkward between us. I also made little
comments about not being interested in
Similar Books
