Stuck With You by Kristy Tate

Author:Kristy Tate
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: clean and wholesome romance romantic comedy sweet romance office romance short reads
Publisher: Kristy Tate
Published: 2017-10-28T00:00:00+00:00

Andie

Andie trailed after Whit and Vanessa, taking note of the rooms they passed. She would be back tomorrow evening to shoot the building. She would have to come early while there was still daylight, but after business hours. She tried to imagine herself in a nearly empty one point seven million square foot compound. There would be security guards, of course, and a handful of people working late that she would have to try and maneuver around...

She glanced at Whit’s back. He would probably come with her if she asked. Her steps faltered when a map in one of the offices behind a wall of windows caught her peripheral gaze. She stepped closer, curious.

Trabuco Canyon. Live Oak Canyon Road. The monastery. The ostrich ranch. Grammy’s orchard.

Before she could puzzle out why a map of her grandmother’s orchard hung on this office wall, Vanessa interrupted her thoughts.

“Why is she here?” Vanessa asked Whit in a whisper that Andie knew she was meant to overhear.

“I invited her.” Whit stopped, turned and waited for Andie to catch up. He looped his arm through hers and pulled her against his side. The water in the eggnog-turned-flower carton sloshed over Andie’s hand.

Vanessa noticed and smirked. “There are paper towels in the restroom.” She nodded at a door at the end of the hall.

Andie bit her lip, disengaged from Whit and followed the direction of Vanessa’s nod.

“No way, Half ‘n’ half,” Vanessa held Whit’s arm, stopping him from following Andie. “You know men aren’t allowed in there. You’re coming with me.”

Andie found the paper towels, dried her hands, dabbed at the spot on her dress, and headed back into the hall. She paused in front of the office door. She could see the map through the wide glass window. She didn’t know what more she would find inside the office, but she had to try. Music rang from the conference room—the dance instructor’s amplified voice booming out instructions. “Step, step, slide. Step, step, slide.”

After looking up and down the dark, empty hall, Andie turned the knob and pushed the door. Locked. Setting down the flowers, she pulled her camera out of her bag and took a few shots, even though she knew with the dim lighting and the reflection of the glass that the pictures would not be great.

She leaned against the wall when she heard someone approach.

“What are you doing out here?” Vanessa asked.

Andie took a deep breath and held out her camera. “Just looking around for the best angles. I’m photographing this place tomorrow, you know.”

“No, I didn’t know.” Vanessa’s voice dripped with scorn. “So, you’re a real estate photographer?”

Andie nodded. “I shot Bette Midler’s house last month.” Okay—so it was a house that Midler had owned in the seventies, but still.

Vanessa’s eyebrows went up in a way that said you can’t impress me.

Andie decided that she didn’t want or need to impress Vanessa. Her fingers closed around her grandmother’s pearls as she followed Vanessa into the crowded conference room. After placing her roses

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