Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 35240 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35240 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
There were quite a few sewers in Higher Ridge, as well as across the state. He knew the beautiful weather was going to attract more people. He checked over each socket, did his usual safety checks, and then wrote out the necessary forms to state everything was safe. He also did this with the sewing machines.
Usually, he was not a fan of doing things like this, but seeing as he was the only electrician around, and he happened to like Kate, as well as Tillie, he made sure to get it done.
“I’m so sorry. It has been a very busy morning,” she said. “Is everything okay?”
He turned to look at Kate and nodded. “Yeah, everything is sound. You’re all good.”
“Excellent. I know you’re not a fan of this work, but I do appreciate you fitting me in.”
Jaxson nodded. Where he usually ignored appreciation, he tried to be considerate to Kate, seeing as she was one of the few friends Tillie spent time with.
“Is there anything else you’d like me to check while I’m here?” he asked.
“No, thank you. That’s everything. I’ve got a sewing meet-up on Sunday. Tillie has agreed to come, and there are several other people wanting to be in attendance as well. It should be good.”
That scrapped plans he had for Sunday then. He hoped to invite her to his parents’ for dinner. He would not come between her business, though.
“Fine.”
Kate was one of the few women who didn’t flirt with him, or hope for anything extra.
“I’ll be gone then. See you soon,” he said.
Kate saw him out of the shop, and she gave him a wave, not lingering too long. She was a lovely woman, and unfortunately inherited a shop that started out in debt. When she first took it over, he knew she was floundering, and rather than take payment, he’d offered to do the work for free. Kate had paid him in cups of coffee and sandwiches.
Climbing into his truck once again, he pulled out of the fabric shop, drove into town, and of course, with how lovely the weather was, there was absolutely nowhere to park. He had no choice but to head back to the fabric shop, and he quickly popped his head in to ask Kate if it was all right for him to park his truck. Kate was busy with a customer but nodded her head and gave him a wave.
After that, he quickly jogged into town, finding Tillie outside the main diner, a drink of water in front of her, and looking down at the menu.
“I did text you to let you know parking was a nightmare,” she said, wincing. “Belle and I walked.”
“Belle actually walked.”
As for Belle, she was sitting across Tillie’s lap, and at her name being mentioned, lifted her head. The look on her face was priceless, like she had been dealt the worst punishment in the world.
He stroked her head, and Belle snuggled against his hand, only to drop her head back onto Tillie’s lap.
“Where did you park?” she asked.
“Kate’s place. I had some work to do there before I came, but I did circle a couple of times.”
Tillie chuckled. “I know and I waved.” She held her hand up. “Didn’t you see the crazy person waving at you?”
He chuckled. “No, I didn’t.”
“It’s all right, you were focused on parking. Have you had a good morning?” she asked.
“It’s been busy. Carl’s been messing with my work once again, so it’s now going to cost more. I swear he does it on purpose just so I can go there and abuse him.”
Tillie laughed. “Abuse him?”
“He’s a pain in the ass, and if I don’t call him on it, he goes into a right grump.”
“That is just so adorable.” She pressed her hands together. “I don’t know why, but I really adore that.” And she laughed. “I think you’re right. I like Carl. He is moody, but he means well.”
“How was your morning?” he asked.
“Busy, actually. I did get quite a lot filmed this morning, however, it is so hot in my sewing room.”
“Do you have an AC in there?”
“No, I don’t.”
“Perhaps it’s time to install one, or something that will help with the heat?”
“You know, I’ve not changed that room since my dad completed it,” she said. “He was always worried it was going to be too cold. He never worried so much about the heating.”
“If you don’t want me to mess with it...”
“No, it’s fine. Of course it’s fine. Would you mind taking a look at it?”
“No problem.” He reached across the table and held her hand, rubbing across her knuckles as he saw the sadness in her eyes.
****
Several days later, Tillie was in the coffee shop, waiting for her order. She glanced down at her cell phone and saw a couple of texts had come through from Jaxson. Over the past couple of days, he had slept over every night. This morning, before he left, he made love to her, making her orgasm, scream his name, and not hold back. Whenever Jaxson touched her, he set her on fire with a need that surprised her.