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“I have quite a bit of work to do.”
“You seem like you’ve made a lot of progress. That is, of course, until I injured you.”
“I’ll file a workers comp claim,” she jokes. “But seriously, I haven’t even touched the kitchen.” She walks in that direction, and I follow her. “All of this has to go.”
“One second,” I say and run out to my truck. I retrieve two sledgehammers and safety glasses from my toolbox and return to her.
“What’s this?” she asks, accepting a sledgehammer.
“I work construction with my father,” I explain.
“I understand that. Why did you bring it in here?”
I slide a pair of the safety glasses onto her face, then do the same.
“Let’s demo this place.”
CARLY
Robbie swings the sledgehammer, busting one of the cabinets apart. He looks back at me, a huge smile on his face.
“Your turn.”
I make sure the safety glasses are secure then swing. The cabinet breaks apart, falling off the wall.
“Okay, this is fun.”
We both start swinging, breaking apart cabinets and dishes and busting the old countertops. By the time we’re done, we’re both breathless and the place is a disaster.
Without giving myself a second to think, I throw my arms around him and press my lips to his. He cups my ass and lifts me away from the debris so I can wrap my legs around him. He moves down my neck, his lips skating over my skin.
I remind myself why I’m doing this. My sister. She fell hard and fast for this man and he broke her. I can’t let that happen to me. I wiggle so he’ll put me down. Reluctantly, he lowers me to the floor.
“That was fun,” I comment, glancing around at the mess.
“I’ll get some friends together and we’ll clean the place out.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
He takes my hand. “I want to. Now, let me walk you out so I can get a goodnight kiss.”
“You just got a kiss.”
“I want more, Carly. So much more.”
What scares the shit out of me is I want more too.
ROBBIE
The boys run the play with ease. I’m only covering one more practice after today. Logan and Sailor will be back next week.
“Why are you grinning?” Wade asks.
“Am I? Didn’t realize I was.”
“Jesus, you’re already pussy whipped. That good, huh?”
“Don’t talk about her like that,” I warn. “It’s not even like that.”
