Page 78 of Smooth Moves
“He can do that?”
“It’s our company. I can have Finley as our HR guru if I want.” They both frowned at that. “So, yes, Evan will be our HR manager. It’s good to have a human resources rep anyway because it shows we value our employees.”
“So if I make one Air Force joke too many, Funny Rob can complain about it?”
“Exactly.”
Cash snorted. “Whatever. Do what you have to do to CYA.”
“I just didn’t want you to think you were getting a demotion or anything.”
“Dude, I’m good just having a steady job I like. I realize I can’t do this forever, but it’s good now.” Jordan mentioning being a mover at sixty had made him think. “And I like it. I like doing physical stuff.”
“I know. Plus everyone wants that hunky mover who beats up criminals.” Reid laughed at his red face. “Yeah, that’s what my last call yesterday was for. The lady also wanted to know if you were single and liked older women.”
“How old?” Cash asked just to keep the humor going. No one but Jordan existed for him now.
“Sixty-four. I told her you’d think about it.”
“Ass.”
“Don’t worry. I told her you had a girlfriend.” Reid paused. “So you and Jordan are serious, huh?”
“I am. I have no idea what she is, and I’m not pressuring her by asking. So shut the hell up around her.”
“Easy.” Reid held up his hands. “I’m just making conversation.”
“Well, talk less. Pack more. I need to see this place uncluttered.”
“You and me both.”
Hours later, they’d cleared almost everything but larger pieces of furniture from the home. “What’s this?” Reid asked of the boxes by the kitchen wall.
“Those are yours. I think Jordan packed a few because I didn’t want to deal. They’re for you to go through in addition to the ones you already packed from your room.”
Reid nodded. “Sounds good. Now how about you grab Jordan and bring her over to Naomi’s tonight for drinks? We can sit around and relax. And, hey, you can bring up the idea of mud wrestling.”
“Funny.” A double date with Reid and Naomi? That would be his and Jordan’s first outing as a couple. “Let me ask her.” He texted her, unsure what her response would be.
But she didn’t have a problem with it, as long as he picked up dinner. He grinned. “Food included?”
Reid nodded. “I’ll make it happen. Chinese okay?”
“Fine. But no chow mein and no telling everyone how I used to think lo mein noodles were really worms. I was a kid, Reid. Let it go.”
“A kid? Cash, you were twenty years old and in the Marine Corps.”
“Shut up.”
Reid just laughed. “Help me carry these boxes to my trunk.”
“Watch yourself or you might join them back there.”
* * *
Jordan hadn’t had a case of nerves this bad since, well, ever. It was important to her that Reid and Naomi like her with Cash. Knowing how close the brothers were, she needed Reid to approve. She had a feeling he already did. He’d always been nice to her at work and had been the first to want to hire her, no matter what Cash said. Reid respected her, but did he respect her going out with his brother?
She could deal with Reid. But Naomi intimidated her. The woman had never been anything but pleasant and professional around Jordan. Naomi was the kind of woman Jordan had never understood, cut from the same mold as her sister Leanne—beautiful, kind, and always perfect.
