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I knew it was hot outside and she’d been without a/c but I damn sure wasn’t expecting her to be clad in nothing but a two piece bathing suit that left just enough to my own very over active imagination.
Double shit.
Didn’t help that in my own heat induced delirium I managed to praise her over the phone like she was…mine.
Fucccccck.
“I…you…Jake?”
My name rolls off her tongue and I’ll be damned if my pants don’t grow even tighter.
What the hell? Was I suddenly a teenager again? I sure felt like it.
“Right,” I clear my throat and shake the dirty thoughts from my head. “Jake, with JC’s AC & Heating. We spoke earlier on the phone. I tried to call to let you know I was heading over but…”
Before I can finish, she looks around for her phone and manages to drop everything in her arms.
I automatically put my tool bag on the floor and lean down to help her collect her things.
The sweet scent of jasmine with a hint of citrus envelopes me when she bends down too. And incidentally treats me to a full few of her ample cleavage.
A groan sneaks past my lips and catches us both off guard.
“I’m sorry,” I fumble out an apology, andtryto keep my eyes off her tits. How the hell could I be this unprofessional right now? And why did this woman seem to have some kind of unexplainable effect on me?
“You know what, let’s just leave all this here,” she stands and kicks the towel and romance novel to the side. “I must have left my phone in the kitchen when I…nevermind, I’m rambling. Just…the a/c…it’s…”
“Through the kitchen, out the back door and on the side of the house,” I wink. “I know. I installed it.”
She pauses for a moment and gives me a once over. “You don’t recognize me. Do you?”
Her name…she told me her name when she called for service…it was Miss…Mrs…Rizzo. Right. Rizzo. Mrs. Rizzo. She didn’t give me a first name though.
Last time I checked, I didn’t know any Rizzo’s. And I damn sure knew I didn’t sleep with a married woman.Thatwas not my style.
She’s also not the person who owned the home when I did the install.
I shook my head. “Going out on a limb here and risking sound like a real jerk, but no, Ma’am, I can’t say I do recognize you.”
Her lips formed a perfect ‘o’ and then she bit her lip.
“I’m sorry,” I winced, offering up what felt like a weak apology.
“No. It’s okay. Please, don’t apologize. It’s been a long time. Twenty years actually.”
Twenty years.
I would have been in high school, or just graduating for that matter. “Hm. Interesting. I didn’t catch your first name, maybe that would ring a bell?”
“Oh my gosh,” she laughed. “I guess that would help. It’s Alex, or Alexandrea. Alexandrea Esposito. Well, it was Esposito. Now Rizzo, not that that part matters. I was married. Now I’m not, it was a whole thing,” she…erm…Alex waves a hand in the air. “Annnnnd. Now I’m rambling.”
“Alex…Alex Esposito,” my eyes widened.
Now that namedoesring a bell.
And it all makes so much more sense. “Holy, shit. Alex!”
I knew when I did the install that this was her parents house but no one even made mention of her. Not that her parents were home. Instead they had their housekeeper here. At least I think it was the housekeeper. Totally irrelevant now.
