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“I guess,” she said. “We’ve gone hiking before, out for coffee once, not that he has much free time. He’s so busy with his family, you know. Every time I try to plan something with him, he’s swamped.”
It was so uncharitable to view her now in the light of whether Cameron would want her.
But come on, I was human, and he’d kissed the soul straight out of my body in that elevator. Of course I’d make some comparisons.
She was pretty. Wholesome and fresh-faced.
Smiled too much, but that was hardly something to be held against her.
Her legs were toned, her cleavage generous underneath the V of her simple cotton shirt.
“I don’t know him well,” I said honestly.
“They’re the best,” she proclaimed with widened eyes. “Honestly, you’re so lucky they had an opening in their schedule. I heard he backed out of a massive job with some billionaire out of Portland because he refused to do business with someone with his reputation. Apparently, he broke a bunch of laws or something.”
Interest curled through me, insidious and warm. “Really?”
She nodded. “He’s a great person. The best.”
“So it seems.” I sniffed. “Now, if you want to look around, I’ll wait out here.”
Her face creased in confusion. “You don’t want to come in?”
“It’s just a house,” I said easily. “I’m only interested in what you think it’ll be worth once we do some basic cosmetic upgrades.”
Marcy studied me curiously, and I tried not to fidget under the weight of it. Maybe Smiley was a bit more intuitive than I gave her credit for.
But I wasn’t walking in that house with an audience, not if I could help it.
The thought left me feeling brittle and breakable.
I’d never let anyone see me that way. Not if I could help it.
Marcy nodded. “Okay. Give me a few minutes to check out the inside. I’ll take some before pictures.”
“Thank you,” I told her.
When she disappeared into the house, I exhaled. My whole body was locked tight with all the tension held captive in my muscles.
It appeared right around the time I sat down in my dad’s office and ratcheted up a thousand percent when Cameron ‘don’t I have such great arms and such a great jaw’ Wilder stepped out of that damn truck.
I’d need two hours on a massage table to rid myself of half of it. And not one of those wussy massages where they used hot rocks and soft touches. I needed someone to unleash hell on my back and shoulders and neck.
Or I just needed out of this town, away from this house.
I needed something.
I just wasn’t sure I knew what.
Chapter 8
Cameron
If I sat still long enough, I could fall asleep anywhere. That was why most of my day was spent not sitting.
Especially the last few months. There was always something to be taken care of.
Always moving.
