Daring Moves by Linda Lael Miller

Author:Linda Lael Miller
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HQN
Published: 2013-08-22T04:00:00+00:00

7

The grass in the yard was overgrown, and the outside of the building needed paint, but neither of these facts dampened Amanda’s enthusiasm. She hurried around the back of the house and found a screened porch that ran the full length of the place. On the upper floor there were lots of windows, providing an unobstructed view of the water and the mountains.

It was the perfect place for a bed and breakfast, and Amanda felt a thrill of excitement race through her blood.

A moment later, though, as Jordan caught up to her, her spirits plummeted. The place had obviously been neglected for a long time and would cost far more than she had to spend. People were willing to pay a premium price for waterfront property.

“I could help you,” Jordan suggested, reading her mind.

Amanda quickly shook her head. A personal loan could poison their relationship if things went wrong later on, and besides, she wanted the accomplishment to be her own.

After they’d walked around the house and looked into the windows, Amanda wrote down the name of the real estate company and the phone number, tucking the information into her purse.

She could hardly wait to get to a telephone, and Jordan, discerning this, headed straight for the café where Wanda worked. While he chatted with the waitress and ordered clubhouse sandwiches, Amanda dialed the real estate agency’s number and got an answering machine. She left her name and her numbers for home and work in Seattle and returned to the table.

“No luck?” Jordan asked as she sat down across from him in the booth and reached for the cup of coffee he’d ordered for her.

“They’ll get in touch,” Amanda answered with a little shrug. “I don’t know why I’m so excited. I probably won’t be able to afford the place, anyway.”

Jordan’s eyes twinkled as he looked at her. “That was a negative thing to say,” he scolded. “You’re not going to get anywhere in life if you don’t believe in yourself.”

“Thank you, Norman Vincent Peale,” Amanda said somewhat irritably as she wriggled out of her coat and set it aside. “Just because you could probably write a check for the place on the spot doesn’t mean I’d be able to.”

The clubhouse sandwiches arrived, and Jordan picked up a potato chip and crunched it between his teeth. “Okay, so I have a knack with money. I should have—it’s my business. And I don’t understand why you won’t let me help.”

“I have my reasons, Jordan.”

“Like what?”

Amanda shrugged. “Suppose in two days or two weeks we decide we don’t want to see each other anymore. If I owed you a big chunk of money, things could get pretty sticky.”

Jordan shook his head. “That’s just an excuse, Mandy. People borrow money to start businesses every day of the week.”

In the short time they’d known each other, Amanda had to admit that Jordan had learned to read her well. “I want it to be mine,” she confessed. “Is that too much to ask?”

“Nope,” Jordan replied good-naturedly, and after that they dropped the subject and talked of other things.

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