Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 42171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 211(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 211(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
He’s my grumpy boss.He didn’t want to hire me,But as a favor to a friend he gave me a chance.
Besides proving I’m a good worker,And can make a difference on his peach farm.It seems I can’t stop throwing myself at him.I didn’t think Asher would rock my world.I didn’t think he’d help me with a family problem and I sure as hell didn’t think he’d make me want to stay.
I just wanted a good time.But now all I can think about is how I want forever with Asher Wild.
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CHAPTER 1
MADELYN
I drop my mascara wand for the second time, and this time it goes down the front of my silk shirt. I don’t even try to catch it, I just watch the wand fall and then the black cosmetic smear on the front of my shirt before it falls into the sink in front of me. I groan in frustration, knowing I need to get myself together. I shouldn't be nervous. I'm more than qualified for the job that I'm going to start today, but I can't seem to help it.
I grab a tissue off the shelf and start wiping at the makeup that is now all over the counter and in the sink. I really don’t have time for this, and somehow I need to pull myself together.
My friend Delilah walks into the bathroom and looks at me in the mirror. "Again?" she asks.
I shrug and wipe my hand down the front of me, smearing the black makeup across my shirt even more.
"Yep, and this time it looks like I'm going to have to change."
She nods in agreement. "Yeah, it sure does. Do you really think silk was a good idea, anyway? I mean, you're going to work on a peach farm."
I turn to the side so that I'm facing her instead of looking at her in the mirror. "I was just trying to make a good first impression. You think I’m overdressed?"
She looks down at my silk blouse, jeans, and boots. "Well, the shirt definitely needs to go. The jeans and boots are fine."
I finish cleaning up and applying my makeup and then walk into Delilah's bedroom. I pull off the silk shirt and wad it up. It’s going to be impossible to get the black stain out of the material anyway. I’m hoping this is not an omen on how this day is going to be. After rummaging through my overnight bag, I pull out another shirt and pull it on over my body. It’s my lucky shirt, and I should have put it on in the first place. The blue in the material matches my eyes, and I usually get compliments when I wear it. Yep, I definitely should have gone with this one on the first go-around.
I smooth down the blue checkered material and gesture to myself. "Is this better?"
Delilah is leaning against the door frame and takes in my new outfit. "Way better."
After stuffing my makeup bag into my overnight bag, I zip everything up and throw it over my shoulder.
Delilah grabs my other bag. "I can't believe you're this nervous, Madelyn. You never get nervous. What’s wrong with you?"
“Nothing.”
She laughs. “Don’t tell me nothing. I know you, and there’s something up.”
I put my hand on my hip and stare at my friend. We were college roommates our freshman through senior year of college, and even though we both sort of went our separate ways after getting our bachelor's degrees, we've still kept in touch and remained very good friends.
She's the reason that I was able to secure the job at the Wild Peach Farm. Well, her dad was. He’s the police chief here in Peach Springs, and he pulled some strings to get me this job. And even though Delilah and I are so different, like how she’s an accountant and I’m a farmer, we still get along great.
I let my hands fidget in front of me and bind them together. She’s right because I never get nervous, but today feels different. “I don’t know. I just don’t know. I feel all twitchy about this. It could be that I’ve said over and over that I want to stand on my own two feet and not depend on my dad to get me a job, and then instead of doing that, your dad has to step in and help me. Maybe this is a bad idea.”
Delilah stands up taller and is shaking her head. “No way, you’re not backing out now. I finally get my best friend close again. You’re just nervous, and anyone in your place would be. It’s fine. You’ll get there, and everything will be great. You’ll see. And forget about my dad getting you this job. You got the job. Trust me, if you didn’t have the qualifications, Asher wouldn’t have hired you. They’re pretty protective of their farm.”
I suck in a breath and nod. "You’re right. Thank you for letting me crash here last night."
She playfully slaps me on the shoulder. "You know you're welcome here anytime, and if the farm wasn't so far from here, you could just stay here and commute."
I shrug. "It's no big deal. It makes more sense for me to just stay there anyway, but we'll definitely see each other soon. We can go to dinner and do more catching up."
Delilah walks with me outside to my car, and we load everything in. We stayed up way too late last night talking about a little bit of everything, and I'm sure she's going to regret telling me about the crush that she has on a local police officer. "So are you going to talk to this Fletch? Maybe let him know how you feel?"