Page 76 of Heating Up (Nugget)
“How soon could all this happen?”
“I could get it on the MLS today. Get the videographer out here next week and do the broker’s tour Thursday.” Man oh man, did she want the listing.
“How fast can you sell it?”
She smiled. “Mr. Castro, I would be lying to you if I gave you a time frame. There is no way to predict something like that. But I’ll do my very best.”
“That other fellow said two months.”
She merely shrugged. “Again, you have a beautiful home. I think potential buyers will be impressed. But I’m not going to tell you two months; that’s just not my style.”
“I like your honesty and I like your integrity,” Mr. Castro said. “Let’s do business together.”
“Nothing would make me happier.” Inside, she was jumping up and down. Dana pulled a set of documents from her briefcase. “This is our standard contract. Together, we’ll fill in a price and all the other pertinent details, then I’ll need you to sign everything.”
Two hours later, she headed to the office, over the moon. She might even add the cabin to her list of places to show the couple interested in Sierra Heights. They were coming up today, staying the night and looking tomorrow. The cabin was smaller than what they were looking for, but you never knew. Ideally, she hoped they’d settle on Sierra Heights. Despite telling themselves they wanted more privacy, Dana could see the planned community was better suited to their needs and lifestyle. They had kids, were extremely sociable, and the husband was an avid golfer. In Sierra Heights he’d have a golf course as his backyard. She worried that a house in the woods would be too secluded for them. But she would let them come to that conclusion on their own.
Right now, she just wanted to set up a time for the videographer to shoot pictures of her new listing, go home, and take a nap. Last night with Aidan . . . she’d never done anything like it. Had never experienced that kind of passion. Not with Tim, not with Griffin, not in her wildest fantasies. She’d had a sneaking suspicion Aidan would be good, but not that good. If she didn’t know better, she’d think it had meant something to him.
It wasn’t that she thought he was a player or a user, or even the type to hook up with any convenient woman he could find. Aidan had too much integrity for that. But she’d been the first woman since Sue and understood the implications of that. She wouldn’t be his last.
Carol’s car sat under a shady tree in the parking lot. Typically, she didn’t work weekends. That was where Dana came in. The day had turned sweltering, and just from the short walk from her car to the office she could feel perspiration drip between the valley of her breasts. That made her think of her parents’ pool, which made her think of Aidan.
A gust of cool air hit Dana as soon as she walked into the office. “Hi,” she greeted Carol, who was doing paperwork at her desk. “I wasn’t expecting you today.”
“A couple up for the weekend mentioned to Maddy that they were looking for a second home. She told them about Sierra Heights. They took a drive through, called the office, left a message, and because you were already out . . .”
“Are they serious?”
“As a heart attack. They’re grabbing a bite at the Ponderosa to talk it over and should be back”—Carol looked at her watch—“in forty-five minutes.”
“That’s fantastic. Which model?”
“That’s what they needed to talk about. She wants the Sierra and he says they can only afford the Pine Cone. How ’bout you? How did you fare with Mr. Castro?”
“I got the listing.” Dana high-fived Carol. “Sounds like both of us had productive days.”
“The market is hopping. Anything new with the Rosser place?”
Dana quickly sorted through her mail and waved a FedEx envelope in the air. “The papers! I just have to send them off to Del Webber and the ranch officially goes into escrow.”
“Wow! That’s by far the biggest sale this office has ever had.” Carol came over to where Dana was sitting, pulled her up out of the chair, and hugged her. “You rock, girl.”
“So do you, Carol.”
Carol gave her another squeeze. “I’m running over to the Bun Boy. Want anything?”
“No thanks. I’m hoping to finish up a few bookkeeping items and take off. Tomorrow I’ve got that couple from the Bay Area.”
“All right. If I don’t see you when I get back, have a good rest of the day and good luck tomorrow.”
“Right back at ya. I hope your folks get the Sierra.” Dana crossed her fingers.
After Carol left, Dana tore open Gia’s envelope to make sure the documents were in order. Everything looked perfect. She quickly jotted off an email to Gia to confirm that she’d gotten the paperwork and got her videographer on the phone. He agreed to do the photos of the cabin on Monday so Dana could have the virtual tour done in time for the broker’s tour.
Dana tidied up her desk and was just about to leave when the door jingled. Griffin came in.
“Jesus, it’s hot.”
