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ELISABETH
Two years later…
“Where are you taking me?” I laughed as Jon blindly guided me
through the empty house.
His tall body pressed against my back while his callused hand covered
my eyes.
“Promise me you won’t freak,” he said cautiously.
My body stiffened. “What did you do?” I fought against his grip, no
longer willing to play his game.
He squeezed my hip to keep me in place then muttered, “Chill. And
promise me.”
“I will make no such promises. If you have to tell me not to freak,
chances are I’m going to flip.”
He chuckled. “You totally are.”
I nudged an elbow back into his ribs. “This is not funny.”
A grunt left his mouth, but it was followed by more laughter, which
made it known that he disagreed.
Even with my objections, he continued to lead me through the carpeted
rooms until my high heels clicked against tile.
“Okay.” He paused. “It’s not a big deal. So no more elbows. I can’t
hazard a broken rib. I’ve got work to do today.”
I huffed, unwilling to agree for fear of making him a promise I couldn’t
keep. “Just get it over with already.”
“Exactly what every man wants to hear,” he teased and then dropped his
hand.
I gasped, covering my mouth as I spun in a circle, taking in the newly
renovated bathroom. “Oh my God. You…you did this?” I asked, moving
toward the double vanity. “You did this?” I glided my fingertips over the
smooth edge of the brand-new marble countertop.
He shoved his large hands into the pockets of his dirty jeans and
shrugged. “You were never going to sell it with laminate countertops, Liz.”
My mouth fell open when I saw the dual heads in the new shower,
where a linen closet had been not even a week ago. “And a new shower?” I
breathed, opening the door and stepping inside.
He smiled, leaning his shoulder against the wall and crossing his work
boots at the ankle. “And a new shower,” he confirmed.
I did a three-sixty and shrank when I saw the custom tile work I knew
for certain he’d done with his own hands. “I…I can’t pay you for this.”
His deep-brown eyes narrowed. “I didn’t ask you to.”
“Jon,” I murmured as I caught sight of the new molding butting up
against the resurfaced ceiling.
His eyes followed mine. “Ah…I may have gotten carried away. But you
know I can’t half-ass a job. It’s the eleventh commandment.”
I shook my head, relief filling my chest at the same time guilt took up
root in my stomach.
I’d been trying to sell that house for nearly six months, and with every
passing week, it was costing me more and more to carry. I was barely
keeping my books in the black as it was.
While my meager commissions as a realtor paid my monthly bills, they
weren’t enough to cover this place. If I wanted to continue flipping houses,
I needed to get out from under it as quickly as possible. I’d dumped my life
savings into that four-thousand-square-foot skeleton. And then, when that
had run out, I’d taken out a loan from the bank and maxed out all of my
credit cards.
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