One Steamy Pucking Meet Cute (FROSTY HARBOR #3) by Penelope Bloom EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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CAROLINE
“No offense,” Cade says. “But you look like someone just served you a
shit sandwich and asked for a tip, Miss Prince.”
“Thank you for that, Cade,” I say with forced sweetness. “That’s really
helpful to hear.”
He’s on a ladder in the middle of the bed and breakfast’s kitchen. He ducks
his head out from the hole in the ceiling, which is currently dripping water
from a toilet upstairs. Cade gives me a crooked, youthful smile. He’s
fourteen, a troublemaker, and cocky. But he’s also handy and much cheaper
than his dad, the town’s local mechanic. He rests his forearms on the top of
the ladder, looking down at me. I’m pretty sure the water dripping from his
chin is toilet water.
Ick.
“So?” he says. “What’s got you so blue?”
I fold my arms and stare up at him. “Other than the toilet water dripping all
over my kitchen right now, you mean?”
“Right,” Cade says.
“I’ve got a pair of elderly troublemakers masquerading as employees out in
the lobby trying to rip off my guests in a rigged game of bingo,” I say,
holding up my thumb. I raise a forefinger. “I’m blessed with a regular guest
who can’t seem to stay with us for more than two days before he violently
clogs a toilet,” I add, nodding to the leak. “Oh, and I just let a young couple
sneak a dog into their room this morning because they put it in a stroller and
hoped I wouldn’t notice. I’ll probably be cleaning up pee from the carpets
in a few days.”
“That’s it?” Cade asks.
“Oh, no,” I say calmly. “I was just catching my breath. I also have a twomonth-old baby sleeping in my room right now who could wake up at any
moment screaming for my boobs. And let me tell you something, Cade. My
boobs hurt. You know those guys at the end of marathons with bloody stains
from chafed nipples? That’s how it feels. Except they don’t have to wake up
in the middle of the night and have those bloody, chafed nipples sucked
on.”
Cade is grinning wide. “Boobs,” he says. “Nice.”
I glare. This is what happens when you vent to teenagers. “Really?”
“Hey, I’m practically a child, Miss P.” He says with a shrug. Then he looks
around, leaning in a little and lowering his voice. “Speaking of which, I’m
pretty sure you paying me for all this stuff is some kind of herpes violation
or whatever. But it’s cool. I know how to keep things on the down-low. Like
your bloody nipples? Won’t tell a soul.”
I shake my head. “It’s HIPAA. And that’s not… just, no.”
He shrugs, then gestures to the ceiling. “You need new pipes, by the way.
Badly.”
Now, I’m the one who feels like a child because his reference to my rusty,
desperately in need of attention “pipes” feels like an all-too-accurate
innuendo.
He gestures to the ceiling. “Yep,” he says, nodding to himself. “Rusted and
old. Really it’s kinda sad.
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