Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78542 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78542 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
“Not at all.” I transfer my daughter into her arms and watch as she talks to her, carrying on a conversation just as I do. I have a very good feeling about Jordyn and this job.
Thank you, Maverick.
“Right, I guess we should talk about the job.” She pulls her attention from my daughter to me.
“Want me to take her?” I ask.
“Nah,” she says as the door to the boutique opens. We both turn to see a soggy Maverick walking in. “Maverick.” I’m not looking at Jordyn, but I don’t have to be to hear the grin in her voice.
“Ladies.” He shakes out his wet hair and moves toward us. When he reaches Jordyn, he holds his arms out for Ada, and she goes to him willingly. “Hey there, little lady.” He blows a loud raspberry on her cheek, making her laugh.
“What are you doing here?” Jordyn asks him.
“Got rained out and was driving by. I knew Stel was going to be here, and that she had to bring my friend here with her. I decided to stop and keep Ada occupied while you two talk shop.”
“Maverick.” I let his name hang in the air because “thank you” isn’t enough. I’ll never be able to say what his kindness has meant to me.
“I’ll take this.” He steps next to me and, with one hand, helps me remove the diaper bag. “We’re going to be in the break room.” With that, he walks away, my daughter in his arms, loving every second of his attention.
“You didn’t know he was coming?” Jordyn asks me.
“No. I texted him to say thank you for the lead on the job. He called me and told me to stop thanking him. He’s already done so much for me, and I mentioned that I had to bring her with me. I never dreamed he’d show up.”
“Work hard, love harder.” Jordyn grins.
“What’s that?”
She places her arm around my shoulders. “The Kincaid family motto.”
“Oh.” I let that sink in. “Makes a lot of sense.” I nod.
“Come on. I’ll tell you a story.” She pulls me to the register and proceeds to tell me her story and everything she and Ryder went through to be together. We go from her story to mine, where I tell her my past as well.
“You’re hired,” she says once we’re both finished expelling our pasts.
“I don’t even know what you need me for.” I smile.
“Running the register, which, if you were a server, you’ll be fine, stocking shelves, assisting customers. All easy stuff.”
“I’ll take it. I’ll be the best only employee you’ve ever had,” I say before we both fall into a fit of giggles.
“Hey, now, Ada and I want in on this party. Can you believe they didn’t invite us?” Maverick asks my daughter. She leans her head on his shoulder, and my heart melts.
“Girls only, little brother.”
I expect Maverick to get mad at the little brother comment even if it was said with affection, but he just smiles at her and bends to kiss her cheek. Ada takes that as an invitation to switch hands and reaches out for Jordyn.
“I can take her.”
“She’s perfectly fine.”
I stand here and watch as Jordyn and Maverick play peek-a-boo with my little girl, and relief washes over me. I have a job in a town full of amazing people. Something tells me that life is about to change for the better.
CHAPTER
SEVEN
Maverick
I’m antsy. It’s Saturday afternoon, and later this evening, I’m picking Stella and Ada up and taking them to dinner to celebrate her new job. I knew Jordyn would hire her—not just because Stella’s amazing and needed some good tossed her way, but because my entire family is convinced I’m trying to date her.
Do they think I have no game? Come on. If I were really trying to get her to be mine, everyone would know it. That’s the Kincaid way, after all. Well, unless you’re Brooks and Palmer. And, well, we all know how that turned out. The man has knocked her up twice already.
Anyway, I’m sitting on the couch, staring at the TV, fighting the urge to check the time on my phone when I know damn well that I still have some time to kill before I’m supposed to be there to pick them up.
Merrick keeps watching me with a smirk on his lips. It’s the damn twin thing. I’m not checking my phone, so he won’t give me shit, but it’s as if he can read my mind, anyway. I love being a twin, but this, it’s a pain in my ass at the moment.
“What’s going on tonight?” he asks.
“I’m going out.”
“Want some company?” he offers.
“I’m picking someone up.”
“Does that mean I can’t come?”
I glance over at him, and he grins. “Just ask me.”
“Fine. Where are you taking her?”
“Who?” I’m being difficult, but he is too.