Page 3 of Unexpected Storms


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“Oh, my god, Harv! You have no idea how much that means to me! Seriously, I was freaking out, but this is going to work!”

I chuckled. “Okay, what did I just volunteer for?”

“I’ll explain it all on Monday. You’re still off this week, right?”

“Yeah, but I need to attend a meeting Monday afternoon, why?”

“We can work around that,” she said and sounded excited.

“Alright, but again, what did I volunteer for?”

“It’s a surprise, but I know you will love it! It’s going to be so awesome.”

“You’re lucky that I love you, kid.”

She laughed. “Harv, I’m thirty-five years old now; I think you can stop calling me kid.”

“Nope, you will always be a kid to me.”

“You are hopeless. Okay, I’ll text you the address of where to meet me, and wear something comfortable.”

“Comfortable? What are you going to have me doing? Moving stuff? Oh, god! You’re going to make me paint, aren’t you?”

She laughed. “No, nothing like that. Well, you’ll be moving around a lot, but you won’t be painting. Just wear comfortable clothes.”

“Alright, fine.”

“Love you, Harv! I appreciate this so much! I’ll talk to you later.”

“I’ll see you on Monday,” I told Holly before I hung up and returned to the group I’d been talking to.

“Problem?” Wyatt asked.

“Nah, my sister needs my help with something.”

“I didn’t know you had a sister,” Joe said.

“Oh, yeah,” Drake said, “she is one fine woman.”

“Hey, you watch it,” I growled at him. “That is my sister you are talking about.”

“Who is a grown woman and does not need you to hover over her,” Drake added.

“I only hover over her because the last two men she was with did a number on her. I’m not going to let that happen again.”

“You should bring her around sometime,” Joe said.

I frowned at him. “Yeah, why? So that you can drool and hound dog all over her? I don’t think so. I just told you that I’m not going to let another guy take advantage of her, and you immediately say you want to meet her.” I laughed. “You are not her type, Joe.”

“Man, you have no idea how well I treat girls.”

Drake busted out a laugh. “Yeah, well, maybe you’ll be ready for a serious relationship with an adult woman when you stop referring to them as girls or chicks.”

“I didn’t call his sister a chick,” Joe said quickly.

Wyatt laughed. “No, not her and not today, but you do use that term quite often.”

“I’m talking about baby chickens.” Joe grinned.

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