The CEO Came DOA (The Alvarez Family Murder Mysteries Book 5) by Haven Heather

Author:Haven, Heather [Haven, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: The Wives of Bath Press
Published: 2016-09-01T04:00:00+00:00

My friends are people who like building cool stuff.

We always have this joke about people who want to

just start companies without making something valuable.

There's a lot of that in Silicon Valley.

Mark Zuckerberg

Chapter Nineteen

It’s amazing what a good night’s sleep can do. I woke up early raring to go and feeling the glass was half-full instead of half-empty. I fed the cats after sharing a cuddle with them. I even managed to do a morning barre, and the ballet maven in me applauded. I hadn’t been able to do my usual 45-minute morning barre for two days, and was feeling stiff and off-center from the lack.

When Gurn and I decided to stay in the two bedroom garage apartment, we knew there was no way I was going to be able to share the second bedroom, turned into my office/dance studio, with others. Not that I was unwilling, but beside my lone desk tucked away in one corner and the full-length mirrors running along one wall, the twenty-foot square room is empty.

Ballet dancing is exuberant and big; at least mine is. One hearty soubresaut or leap in the air followed by a grande jeté, jumping to the other foot, and anything around is likely to get steamrollered. Gurn knew it and I knew it. Even the cats knew it, fleeing the second I put my workout music on.

Converting one of the empty downstairs car stalls into Gurn’s office was better for all concerned. Aside from giving each of us personal space, it would enable him to include a small gym, as well.

I decided to wear my burnt orange wool bouclé coat with the matching scarf to offset the gloom of the day. Picked up at a vintage clothing store, just wearing it made me feel happy. Determined to have a good day despite the continuing light sprinkle, chill in the air, and low cloud cover, I bounded down the stairs around seven am with an armful of cats. At least the fog had lifted. After handing off the two felines to Tío, but before heading to Read-Out, I stuck my head into renovation territory.

This is usually a place I avoided like the plague. I hate the entire process of renovating with all its noise, dust, and inconvenience. Left up to me, I’d move or burn the place to the ground. Okay, a little extreme, but listen up, Property Brothers. You’d both be working on the Food Channel if everyone thought like me. But Gurn had his heart set on doing the reno, I had my heart set on Gurn, so doing it we were.

The contractor, a nice guy who wore his forty-plus years better than his no-matter-what-the-weather Bermuda shorts, assured me the wallboard was going up that day followed by the crown molding and painting. The work would be finished within a day or two, he said. I looked around at protruding wires, non-existent light fixtures, stacked wallboard, ladders, and paint cans, but chose to believe him. Sometimes you need to go on pure faith.

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