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“Well, she’s supposed to hear from them this week about the extension she asked for. If she doesn’t get it, we’ll be facing a big challenge. I mean, even if we had a crew of a dozen guys, there’s only so fast we could move,” Carter said.
“If her dickhead boyfriend hadn’t stopped paying the mortgage, the timeframe for the reno would not be so compressed. But he basically wore out the goodwill of the bank. And Jayma knew nothing about it until it was too late,” Tanner added.
“Anyone ever meet the guy?” I asked, looking at the others.
“I’d see him around, going from his car to the house and back. But he was never friendly. Snooty douchebag,” Carter said.
Tanner chimed in. “I’d met him at a couple work functions. He always seemed impressed with himself, if you asked me. Like he thought he was hot shit because he was a lawyer.”
“Yeah, real impressive, that one,” Dig said. “He couldn’t change a goddamn light bulb.”
Everyone laughed at that. I couldn’t stand guys who were so wussified they wouldn’t get their hands dirty. And in my experience, most women felt the same way. If a guy couldn’t keep his home up and running, then what fucking good was he?
I guess I was old-fashioned that way.
“Hey guys!”
Jayma had just arrived home from work, and she looked smoking hot, smiling from ear to ear, wearing her career woman clothes with her hair piled up on top of her head. She slayed that sexy librarian thing.
“Damn, baby. Look at you,” I said.
A pink tinge ran over her face starting at her neck and finishing at her forehead. I loved that she was humble and so easily embarrassed. I was so over conceited chicks who had nothing else going for them. If there was one thing I’d learned from watching my parents, you didn’t get to keep your looks forever, but you did get to keep your love—if you were fortunate to find it to begin with.
“Hear anything from the bank yet?” Dig asked.
The smile fell from Jayma’s face like a heavy rock. “Nah. I’m not sure I’ll be hearing from them this week.”
Carter shook his head. “What the fuck are they waiting for? I mean, it’s your goddamn house. You can’t keep people hanging like that.”
“Dude, they do it all the time,” Dig said. “I see it in my real estate clients. It sucks.”
Jayma took a deep breath and forced that smile back on her face. I hated to see her preoccupied with such a downer. I was going to do all I could to turn that hellhole next door into a palace.
“On that note, shall I show you to your room, Wyatt?” she asked.
“Let’s do it.”
Chapter 23
JAYMA
When I’d gotten home from work—well, not home, but to Carter’s house—and walked in on my guys, I just about fainted. Had I ever seen such a group of perfect men standing together at one time?
And waiting for me?
Hell no. Things like that didn’t happen to a girl like me. No, the things that happen to me include shit like getting dumped the very night I thought my boyfriend was going to propose. Getting yelled at by some creepy accountant at work.
Oh, and don’t forget a bank that could give a shit about me and my housing situation.
But you know what? I’d come out ahead. I wasn’t sure how, but I’d find a way.
And I had four very nice guys on my side. It didn’t get much better than that.
In fact, things were looking up at work. I didn’t want to jinx myself, but my meeting with Mr. Renner went well. He was open to my moving off the phones and to working with clients. I didn’t know when it would happen, but he seemed to think there’d be an opportunity or two coming up in the near future.
So there was that.
But the guys. My darling guys. They seemed to get along so well. I hoped they became long-term friends, no matter what happened with me.
