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I snort after I hang up the phone. There’s no way that I’d ever be interested in a girl like that. I don’t think I have anything to worry about.
I close my eyes and go back to sleep on the recliner, finally waking to my phone’s alarm at five in the morning.
I know the trucks will already be on the road to the asphalt plant to pick up their first loads of the day. It’s time for me to get moving as well.
Tired and bleary-eyed, I stagger into the bathroom and stare in the mirror. My blue eyes are packing enough luggage to be taking a year-long cruise. My usual scruff is basically a beard now. A very light one but still a beard. I pick up my electric razor and start running it over my face, needing to look at least semi-professional.
With how they described this guy, sure as shit, he’s gonna cause problems.
I pull my dirty clothes from yesterday off and climb into the hot shower, leaning into the cracked tiles and feeling the hot water wash over my sore muscles, loosening them. I’m too tired to even beat one off. It’s been so long that I’m not even sure I remember how.
I dress in my work pants and shirt as quick as I can. Then a quick breakfast of cereal and I start making myself a packed lunch. A cold sandwich, a bag of chips and a couple of granola bars. Just to try and make it look healthy, I toss an apple in there too. Guarantee, I won’t eat it. It will travel back and forth with me for days and then I’ll finally get tired of carrying it and toss it in the trash.
I hit my truck by about quarter to six and then a quick half an hour drive to the job site. The trucks are already lining up. This is a driveway so they can’t do it like the parking lot but they’ll line up and wait until it’s their turn.
The paver’s already set up and ready to go. A few of the guys are there but most of them show up about fifteen minutes later.
I holler for them to meet by me. “Alright, guys. I’m in charge today. I need Matt brushing out the sides and Mike on the paver. Steve, you’re gonna be on the roller. I want all the rest of you guys to make sure you’re pushing the asphalt. I don’t want any turn marks or pits. I want this damn driveway to be smooth as glass. Understand me?” All the guys nod and I know they understand it.
We’ve all been on jobs like this where trouble’s expected. Those are the jobs that drive us fucking nuts. I’d like to say they’re worth the money but they’re really not.
The first truck grinds into gear and at the top of the driveway, where the paver’s at, I watch as the black substance is poured into it from the first truck. This damn driveway is about two miles long. The guy has a fucking estate out here. It’s huge and perfectly manicured. My lip curls and I grumble under my breath when a sleek sports car pulls out of the garage and drives right through the first bit that’s been put down.
He drives towards me and I whisper, “fuck” under my breath when he stops by me.
“Are you the one in charge?”
“Yeah. What can I help you with?”
“Is there any way that you guys could make sure that I can get my car back in the garage later.”
“You actually can’t park on this until it’s completely dried or you’ll leave turn marks in it.”
“What!” He jumps out of his car. “Where the hell am I supposed to put my car?”
“Didn’t they explain this to you?”
“He said something about not being able to park on it but I just thought he was joking.”
I shake my head. “Not joking.”
“I’ll talk to your boss about this. This is ridiculous.”
I just nod my head and keep my mouth shut. It will only cause problems.
I sigh and put my head back when he pulls out. This is gonna be a pain in the ass.
“He’s an asshole, isn’t he?” The soft voice makes me start and turn around.
A tiny girl stands behind me, watching the equipment with interest. Then she looks up at me and it’s like every fucking thing stops, including my heart.
She’s fucking gorgeous. Strawberry-blond hair that curls delicately around her sweet face with a perfect nose, freckles dotting the creamy skin. Her blue eyes are wide and surrounded with sooty dark lashes that flutter up at me like they’re trying to do code.
I hope that code is ‘I want you’ because that’s what’s going on with me. My dick is straining against the front of my work pants and I have to clench my hands to keep from reaching out and obscenely adjusting myself with her soft eyes on me.
“Who are you, sweetheart?”
She nods towards the asshole and my heart sinks. “That’s my dad.”
