Romantic Renovations by Blake Allwood

Author:Blake Allwood [Allwood, Blake]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-06-15T16:00:00+00:00

The next morning, I got a call from my attorney who said I should go ahead with the sale. “Were they concerned about the houses?” I asked.

“We don’t know, and it’s best that we don’t,” he said. “but the DA wasn’t concerned about you selling, so go ahead with the process. Just make sure you keep me apprised about when you are closing. They want to know all that information.”

I quickly figured out where this was going. They wanted to know who was buying the properties. Whomever it was is more likely to be a suspect than me. If they could figure out who the buyer was, they could figure out if he or she was involved with the murder.

I immediately called the broker and said we were on and to try to set up the sale ASAP. I needed the cash to do another renovation. Again, I thought it was strange that he didn’t mention his murdered agent.

It only took a couple hours before he called me back telling me the sale would go through the following Monday, less than a week away. “Cool,” I said. “just let me know what paperwork I need to sign.”

“Nothing until Monday. We’ll sign everything then.” he told me before hanging up.

I immediately called the attorney and told him we were closing on Monday morning.

I could tell he was excited about the news. I had to guess that’s because it took me out of the cop’s direct sight for a moment at least.

I went back to the project and although my arm was still hurting like hell, I was able to help clean and do odds and ends stepping into the camera’s view when Emmitt or one of the other filming crew wanted to film something but otherwise trying to stay out of the way.

Les was focused on a variety of tasks and I really enjoyed watching him as he naturally navigated the work crews. Already, in such a short time, the crews began to respect him and even seemed to want to please him in a way they never did Frank. It was almost erotic to watch, and I deciding to keep my distance from him not wanting to get caught by the crew, especially the film crew, leering at him.

We went out almost every night that week and even on the weekend enjoying each other’s company. He escorted me home every night, but besides the intensely erotic kisses, he never pushed for more. We were really courting, like from the old days. And although I couldn’t wait until I had those big, rough work hands of his on my body, I really was enjoying the feeling of being dated.

It made me feel...special somehow. Like I mattered more than a quick fuck. Not that I minded quick fucks… I’ve had plenty of them and they were intensely satisfying when you needed a quick release, but they were nothing compared to a man showing you attention and affection.

The night before Les’ parents were scheduled to show up, we were both dirty and tired after a particularly tough day on the project.

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