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“Says the person married to someone age appropriate.”
“Fuck appropriate. I’d love a spin with a young buck. Is he amazing in bed?”
“Kat!” I cry, my cheeks burning.
“What? I want to know the details.”
“Yes, he is. But don’t mention that to anyone. And he’s super sweet, and handy.”
“Handy, huh? Ohmygawd, Elise, you’re hooking up with the contractor!”
I blush even harder, a hot flush creeping up my chest. “I prefer to call it dating, but yes. And his name is Smith.”
“Oh, Smith. Hot name, too. Damn, I’m so jealous right now. When can I meet him?”
I giggle, relief rushing through me at her response. I knew Kat would understand.
“Soon, I hope. But obviously it’s early days, so I’m trying to take it slow.”
“You’re moving for the guy. That doesn’t say ‘slow’ to me,” Kat clucks.
“No, I’m moving for the change of scenery and a fresh start. Smith just happens to live here.”
“Convenient. I love it for you, though. But Elise?”
“Yeah?”
“Proceed with caution. Not that this Smith guy isn’t a great dude, but you just got out of a long relationship with Harry. All I’m saying is don’t do anything crazy.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t. Promise.”
CHAPTER12
Elise
“Knock, knock!” I call through the open door as I walk into my aunt’s beach house. Well, my beach house now.
My breath hitches as I stare at Smith, the muscles in his bare chest flexed and rippling as he smashes through the avocado green laminate countertop. A light sheen of sweat glistens on his tanned skin, and I can’t believe a man this gorgeous is interested in middle-aged me.
He glances up from the pile of rubble, a grin spreading over his face. “Hey, beautiful. Want to join in?” He nods at a sledgehammer in the corner and I laugh.
“You think I’m strong enough?”
“No doubt. It’s all in the technique. Grab the hammer and the extra goggles, and I’ll show you.”
I set my bag down, exchanging it for the hammer, and slide the clear safety goggles on.
“Good look, I’m sure,” I say, wrinkling my nose.
“Sexy.” Smith winks at me and a flash of pleasure zips through me. I love the relationship we’ve created in the past week. He’s cute and funny and sexy as hell, always encouraging me.
Basically, the exact opposite of Harry the Horrible.
“Come here.” Smith winds his arms around my back, pressing his hips up against mine, his breath warm on my shoulder. “Make sure your core is tight.” He runs a flattened palm across my middle, and I flex beneath his touch. “Good. Same with your glutes. Now you’re going to twist and swing from your core, keeping your arms loose.” He grips my hips, twisting me around and I lift the hammer up, careful to avoid smashing him in his face.
“Like this?” I ask, peeking over my shoulder.
He nods. “Exactly. Now I’m going to get out of your way and you go ahead and smash things up.”
