“Nope. I’m on it.”
“Will I see you at country night at Down by the Bay tonight? Billy and I will be leaving the kids with my parents and getting out for some much-needed line dancing and beers.”
“I was just about to ask her the same thing,” Dirk said as he came around the corner.
I didn’t love that he’d interrupted our conversation, as this was a work meeting for me, and he was here on a jobsite as a professional.
“Yes. I’ll definitely be there. I’ll come over and say hi.” I waved to Shana as she walked out the door.
“She can’t make a decision if her life depends on it. It took me four appointments to get her to make a decision on the doors she wanted in the house,” Dirk said once she’d walked outside. It irritated me the way he spoke about her.
“I didn’t find that to be true at all. She actually has a pretty distinct style. But she’s living in her parents’ basement with her family, and it’s a lot to balance,” I said.
He chuckled. “She doesn’t even work—I’m sure she can handle it.”
I was getting all the red flags of ghosts of boyfriends past with this guy.
“Her children are young, and it’s summer break. You’ve clearly never been a mother.” I tugged my purse over my shoulder and blew out a breath.
“Can’t argue with that. So, how about you let me take you to dinner before line dancing tonight?”
“I think with us working together, it’s best we don’t go there. But I’ll see you tonight and we can all grab a beer together.” I smiled, relieved that I’d thought quickly, and it seemed to appease him.
“No problem. I’ll see you tonight.”
“See you there.” I held my hand over my head and waved goodbye.
I piled everything in the car and was headed to the tile store when my phone rang.
“Hey, Bear,” I said.
His voice rang through the Bluetooth speaker. “How did your meeting go with Shana?”
“Really great.”
“Was Dirk there getting those doors installed?”
“Yes. And for the record, there will be no fling with him.”
“And why is that?” There was a definite edge in his voice.
“You were right. Dirk is a jerk.”
“What did he do? Did he upset you?” Cutler asked. The man was ridiculously protective.
I chuckled. “No. He just irritated me.”
“Good. Kick his ass to the curb. He’s definitely not the guy for you. But we’re going to have some fun tonight.”
“I plan on it. I just pulled into the tile store. I’ll be home in a few hours.”
“See you then,” he said before ending the call.
I spent the next hour and a half at the tile store, and then made my way to grab cabinet and floor samples before dropping everything at ROD Construction.
I went back to Cutler’s house and called out his name, then heard the sound of the shower coming from his bedroom.
I paused for a moment, swallowing hard as I stood on the other side of the door, wondering what he was doing in the shower. I bit the inside of my cheek as my heart raced at the thought.
