Название: Making Him Sweat & Taking Him Down: Making Him Sweat / Taking Him Down
Автор: Meg Maguire
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
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For the love of God, don’t let it be a pregnancy.
“Now he’s all like, ‘Okay, pack some clothes, we’re going to Connecticut.’”
“Might do you guys good to be stuck in a car for a few hours. He can’t shout orders at you like down in the gym.”
“Yeah, right.”
“No, really. I know he’s a taskmaster downstairs, but go along for the trip, then let him know he needs to back off on your schedule. He’s a reasonable guy. I’m sure he’ll understand if you just explain. Calmly.”
Delante shook his head a moment, then cracked an unexpected smile, laughed softly. “You’re such a chick.”
She smiled back. “I know.”
He looked around the office. “So you’re opening some dating service, right?”
She nodded. “Like the personals sites do, only more…personal. Old-school.”
“That’s pretty cool, I guess.”
Inspiration struck. “You said you need some fast money?”
“Hell yeah.”
“Well, I’m going to be having this office and the apartment upstairs redone over the next couple months. I can probably get you some work helping—basic stuff like moving furniture, painting, sanding, maybe picking things up for me, if you’ve got a car. If you’re interested…”
“If it’s money, I’m interested. And I got a car.”
“Okay. Good.” Good for Delante, though possibly an invitation for yet more hassle and complication for Jenna. But if it kept the kid around the gym and out of the trouble Mercer had implied waited for him elsewhere, it seemed a smart gesture. Though she probably should have asked Mercer first.
“Give me your number and I’ll let you know when I’ve got a job that needs doing.” She pulled out her phone and opened a new contact.
He started to tell her the digits, then paused. “Your dad wouldn’t probably want me doing that stuff for money. He’d probably have said I should do it for free.”
“Well, I’m not my father. And it’s hard work, and hard work deserves payment. Plus I’d probably get scammed for a lot more by a moving company or a contractor, so you’re still doing me a favor.”
He submitted and gave her his number.
She saved the entry. “Great. And you’ll go with Mercer tonight, to Hartford? And tell him how you’re feeling? Oh gosh, you’re right. I do sound like a chick.”
He laughed. “Yeah. I can’t believe you’re Monty’s daughter. But sure, I’ll go. Only ’cause now I don’t have to spend the weekend hustling for work. So, thanks.”
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