Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 76000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
“Let’s put that out into the universe and make it true,” Luna replies with a laugh. “Because that’s my goal.”
“There’s no way this won’t be a huge success,” I assure her with a wink. “It’s incredible.”
Staying at the inn for a couple of days made me feel like I was on vacation, and getting back to work wasn’t easy.
But being on a job site with Juniper Snow makes it a little easier.
“There is no smoking on any job site,” June says, her voice rising as she points her finger at one of her crew. He’s a new kid, around twenty, who just moved into the area. I think his name is Josh.
“But, Boss,” Josh says, ignoring the look on her face and the way his coworker shifts from foot to foot nervously, “we’re outside. There are no walls in here yet, so it’s not like it’s going to stink up the place.”
“Aside from the fact that you’re wrong,” she replies, her voice terrifyingly calm, “just whose job site are you on? Who signs your paycheck?”
“You do,” Josh replies with a scowl. “And you never let any of us forget it either. Women are such a pain to work for.”
She might kill him. I cross my arms over my chest, enjoying the show.
“Is that so?” June smiles and nods as if she’s giving his comment some thought. “Well, then, you no longer work for this woman. Take your shit and get off my site.”
Good girl.
“What?” Josh’s face turns mutinous. “Are you fucking kidding me? You can’t fire me just because I said that. I can sue your fat ass for wrongful termination.”
Now, I might kill him.
“I can fire you because you’ve been smoking on my sites, which is in violation of the contract you signed when I hired you. Aside from that, you’re insubordinate, you’re lazy as hell, and I’ve had more than one of the other guys tell me that they’ve had to fix your screwups. You’ve been hanging on by a thread as it is, and you know it. So, go find someone else to put up with your punk-ass shit.”
“Fuck you,” Josh snarls and turns to stomp away. “I don’t need you. Hell, I was doing you a favor by staying on so long!”
“Great, no more favors for me. I’m crushed.” June blows out a breath as Josh starts the growly engine of his muscle car, and then we all watch as the kid speeds away. “Well, that’s one problem solved.”
“Sorry, Boss,” Rob Nelson, one of June’s longest-standing employees says as he shakes his head. “I told that little punk that he was going to get fired if he didn’t stop his crap. He didn’t believe me.”
“Well, now he does. Let’s move on with it, okay?”
“You got it.”
Rob nods, and when he walks off to get back to work, June turns and startles, surprised to find me standing here.
“Gotta say that I never liked the kid.”
“He’s too arrogant for his own good.”
“He’s an asshole.”
“That, too.” She wipes her hand over her forehead and then shrugs. “Now he’s gone.”
“He’s not your responsibility.”
“Yeah, I know. What are you doing here anyway? I thought my crew was the only one on-site today.”
“No, I had another job cancel, so I moved this one up.” I take a step toward her, wanting to tuck the flyaway hairs behind her ear, and she holds up her hand, stopping me. “What?”
“No funny business on a job site.”
“You have no idea that I was going in for some funny business.”
“I see the look in your eyes. I know what that means.”
“I don’t have a look.” I step toward her again, and she takes one back.
“Yes, you do, and you can just forget about it. I’m not kissing you here. It’s unprofessional.”
“You’re the boss,” I point out. “No one’s going to care. Besides, no one can see us.”
“There are eyes everywhere,” she hisses, stepping out of my reach.
“Hey, Boss,” Rob calls down from upstairs. “Is Apollo bothering you?”
Her lips tug into a satisfied smile. “No, he’s not. Thanks, Rob.”
I prop my hands on my hips.
“See? Eyes everywhere,” June whispers. “So, keep your grabby hands to yourself, Winchester.”
“I can’t help it if you’re so damn beautiful I want to touch you pretty much twenty-four seven.”
She blinks rapidly, and her lips part as if she’s going to say something before pressing them into a tight line. I enjoy the moment because it’s not often that Juniper gets flustered.
“Stop being charming.”
“Why?” God, she’s adorable.
“Because I said so.” Her gaze falls to my lips, and her tongue pokes out to lick her own, and I take an immense amount of satisfaction in knowing that she’s as attracted to me as I am to her.
“I have to go.” She turns to gather her things.
“Off to another site?”
“No, I have that meeting with Sally and Fred Newkirk about the property that asshole Eric wants to buy.”