Page 47 of A Lesson for Laurel

“You think?” he asked. “I had fun. Even learned a thing or two.”

“That is what happens when you start talking about your sordid pasts.”

He laughed. “I’m not sure there is much sordid in mine or yours. I was talking about the nasty build up in a dishwasher.”

“Oh that,” she said. “Is Abe still busting on you over it?”

She found it hilarious that Easton sent the pictures to his cousin last night and Abe said he never knew there were such sexy repairmen in the area.

It didn’t take Abe long to recognize her, which then led to Easton confessing to his cousin they were on a date.

Guess if he was telling his cousin, he was willing to keep seeing her.

She’d worried that going over and fixing the dishwasher would turn him off, but then told herself it was who she was and if he didn’t like it, it was best to know now.

She wasn’t up to playing games anymore.

It seemed he wasn’t either.

Though she felt bad about his ex, she still didn’t find out what it was Rachelle wanted that she didn’t get.

Was Easton not attentive? Was he cheap? Did Rachelle go looking for compliments and gifts?

Were there issues in the bedroom?

Just saying he couldn’t give her what she wanted didn’t mean a lot.

But last night wasn’t the time or the place to dig any deeper.

She was happy with what she’d gotten and then left with some deep kissing and a worked-up body.

She had high hopes for today’s date and maybe a way to get her hands on him more. It didn’t seem like it was going to work out though.

“He will for a long time,” he said. “I’ll have to share with Liam too. If I don’t, then Abe will.”

“Abe and Liam talk?”

“Yeah,” he said. “They’ve known each other for years. Abe used to visit in college and Liam and I were roommates. That’s how we met.”

“I’d love to hear more about your college days. I don’t talk to anyone I went to college with anymore.”

She didn’t get too close with many women. She tried, but it didn’t work out.

Maybe she tried too hard and that was the problem.

“Sure,” he said. “We can do that at some point.”

“I’m not sure how long I’ll be here today. I’m going to see if I can get a hold of someone to come in at least for the afternoon if possible so I can leave early.”

“Is there a second shift?”

“There is,” she said. “Five to two and then they shut down until seven in the morning. Certain times of the year they will run around the clock but not right now. No one is working on Sundays either. So if the best I can do is get that person to come in a few hours early, I’ll take it. Any of them would work and I’ll shift things. I’ll be making calls for a good hour or more I’m sure.”

“Sounds like fun,” he said. “Don’t worry about me. Just text me when you’re out and think of something you want to do. Or we can do it tomorrow. I’m flexible.”

“I’ll come up with something,” she said. “Bye.”

She hung up after that and then pulled out her tablet while she was filling orders and then had a moment to break and started to make calls.

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