Rough Ride by Breezie Bennett

Author:Breezie Bennett [Bennett, Breezie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Palm Island Publishing
Published: 2020-05-28T16:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

Kendall

“Yes.” I clasp my hands together and step back, admiring the flawless contrast of charcoal quartz and dove-gray cabinets as Johnny drills in the last screws. “It works even better than I pictured.”

“What a freaking kitchen,” Desta squeals, grinning widely beside me. “It’s modern without being frigid, sleek without trying too hard, Floridian without being aggressively tropical. And it still has all the original character of the house.”

I draw in a slow breath, running my finger along the shiny counter and feeling a little extra proud of myself. “It’s the perfect kitchen. Down to the oil-rubbed bronze for the handles.”

“I am so totally itching for an accent wall.” Desta walks over to the big, eat-in table next to a massive picture window showing the ocean view. “Across from the water view. Some color, some life. Movement. I’m thinking wallpaper.”

I consider this and study the space, glancing down at the color palette noted on my iPad. “I could be talked into that. As long as it stays consistent with the—”

“Holy shit.” Andre’s low, hearty laugh echoes through the kitchen and makes me jump a little.

I whip around quickly, meeting his gaze. “You’re not supposed to see it yet!”

“Sorry, sorry.” He holds up his hands to shield his eyes and smiles, backing out of the room. “It looks so awesome, Kendall. Can’t wait to see the finished product.”

The space is filled with the sounds of banging hammers and buzzing drills, the low hum of progress and change.

“Go talk to him,” Desta mouths dramatically, glaring at me.

I glance back toward the entrance of the kitchen, where Andre is just out of sight.

I frown at her and roll my eyes. “I’m working.”

“It’s after eight. Jackson and I will round up the guys, and we can pick this up in the morning.” She gives my back a firm push, making my feet slide on the tarp on the floor. “Now go.”

I reluctantly walk out of the room, looking over my shoulder a few times to make sure everything’s okay. I like to triple-check everything on the jobsite before the crew leaves for the night, but my burning desire to see Andre quickly yells at me that Desta and Jackson will handle it just fine.

“Hey, wait a sec.” I speed-walk down the hallway to catch up with him.

His eyes seem to light up a little when he turns to see me. His white tank top looks like he’s been sweating a bit and clings to the sharp cuts of his muscles. “Hey, Miss Perfect. That’s one hell of a kitchen.”

“It’s not even done yet.” I kick at the tarp under my feet, trying to straighten it so it’s not bunched up against the wall. “But…” A wide smile tugs at my cheeks. “It does look really amazing, doesn’t it?”

“You guys are gonna crush that contest.” He steps closer to me, his forehead glinting with sweat and his eyes glinting with…desire. “And it’s all thanks to me.” He winks playfully.

“Andre Smoke. Savior of the South Florida Riders and my company.

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