Bashful Banker by Cindy Caldwell

Author:Cindy Caldwell [Caldwell, Cindy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-22T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Fred hung up the phone and closed his eyes. He’d been trying to get in touch with the surveyor for over a week now, and the fact that he hadn’t been able to would really set him back on his time line. They only had a week left, and he hadn’t even been able to visit the property. The surveyor was swamped, he’d said, and today was the only day he could meet him at the property.

That would require a little fancy footwork on Fred’s part. He and Olivia had worked from sun-up to sundown—and many nights well into the night—for the past week solid. She was incredibly dedicated, and he was grateful. Just this morning, he’d felt more than a little bit guilty when she came out to get coffee before her shower with dark circles under her eyes. He was working her pretty hard, and he had no idea how he’d announce the he was ostensibly going on a trail ride—and leaving her behind to spend the day hunched over stacks of papers.

He leaned back in his chair at the bank, opening them when he heard Olivia’s voice at the door.

“I think I’ve finally completed the major portion of asset valuation,” she said as she walked in, her black hair shining in the morning sunlight that streamed through the window.

The sun also glinted off the emerald necklace and earrings that she’d worn every day since she’d arrived, and he couldn’t help but smile at her look of excitement.

“Wow, and that only took a week. You’re speedy.”

Her eyes twinkled at the compliment.

“Thank you. That’s kind of you. So, maybe we’re a little teensy bit ahead of schedule?”

“I guess so,” Fred said as he glanced at the file cabinet that held the property information. He’d already copied it and sent it over to the surveyor, so all he had to do was meet him at the property and they could move forward with the transfer of ownership.

“What?” she asked as she plopped down in the chair facing his desk.

He wondered how she knew he was thinking anything at all. He had never realized he was that transparent, but she seemed to know when he was thinking something—or hungry, or tired.

“I just got off the phone with a surveyor and I need to meet him at a piece of property,” he said as he looked away. Man, he hated lying—especially, for some reason, to Olivia. Maybe it would be easier if he just thought of it as confidentiality for a client rather than lying, but he was certain it felt the same. They’d had many, many talks over the past week about things like that. Olivia had a lot of clients for whom confidentiality was critical, and it was also a big part of their jobs. But still—for some reason, this was more difficult than usual.

“Oh? That sounds nice. I’d love to get out of the bank for a little bit. Not that I don’t love it here,” she said as she looked around the marble pillars of the very old building.

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