Page 3 of His Curvy Lady

Crew dipped his head lower, and as he went in for a kiss, the electrician announced his arrival with a loud clearing of his throat.

Interrupted yet again. Maybe it was a sign. A loud one I should listen to.

CHAPTER TWO

Crew

“Ma’am,I’m sorry to break it to you, but this isn’t looking too good.”

Lacey’s face fell, and I wanted to take her in my arms and comfort her, tell her it’d be okay.

How does this woman have such a fucking grip on me? I don’t know, but damn, do I love it.

“You need a complete rewiring. I’m afraid there’s too much energy running through for the amount of wires you have. I know this development is new, but I don’t think it was zoned properly for what you have set up. Did you have an inspection done? Make sure the place is up to code?”

My heart sank.Shit.

“Yes, the electrician I used said it was good to go…that I shouldn’t have any issues. The city did all of its inspections and passed everything except the sauna. As soon as I got it running, it short-circuited. They told me I needed a new electrician. Hence the appointment.”

“Sounds like you got ripped off the first time.”

“Probably why the guy won’t return any of my calls.” Lacey crossed her arms, and I forced myself to focus on her face and not the rest of her gorgeous goodies. But damn, I felt horrible. I wanted to wring the neck of whoever did this.

“We’re lucky the city caught it. The last thing we need is a fire. Or worse. I can take care of this for you. Give me a few minutes, and I’ll write up an estimate.”

“That won’t be necessary,” I said before Lacey responded.

Both of them looked at me. I only looked at her.

“I’ll take care of it.”

“And are you a licensed electrician, sir?” The guy with the name tag that read Tim spoke to me, and if I wasn’t mistaken, he was a tad condescending.

“Yep. Earned it in the military. Some things may be out of my league, but I can handle this problem.”

Tim looked skeptical.

Lacey studied me, and I knew she was trying to figure out if I was telling the truth.

I pulled my dog tags out from under my T-shirt, a necklace I still wore every day after discharging a few months ago, a necklace that reminded me always of where I’d been and what I’d done. “Need any more proof?”

Tim held up his hands. “There’s no need for me to question you. Ma’am, are you good with this arrangement, or would you still like me to write up an invoice for you?”

“I’m good with it. Thank you for your time in coming out here. I appreciate it,” Lacey said as she walked over to the door and held it open for Tim.

When he disappeared around the corner, she whirled around and marched over to me. “Who said you could make decisions for me?”

“Me,” I growled.

“Crew, that’s a bit ridiculous, don’t you think? I barely know you, and this is my business. I’m already stressed out to the max because I’m supposed to open in two days, and it doesn’t look like that’s happening any longer. This isn’t a joke—this is my life!”

“Lacey, I’m not the kind of guy that would hurt you or your business. In fact, I’m fucking pissed the bozo you hired in the first place fucked shit up. But I wasn’t lying when I said I had my electrician’s license. I did a lot of electrical work while in there.”

“So why are you looking at commercial space next door then?”

“I came to town with a group of my buddies from the military. We’re starting a security guard business together and need a place to set up a home base. We’re also looking at some commercial property a street over, too. But I’m starting to think I like this one better.”

Lacey’s posture relaxed, and her expression softened. “You really think you can help me? I’ll pay you whatever the going rate is.”

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