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For fuck’s sake.
I blew out a slow breath. “I’ll be there in a minute.”
Chapter 12
Cameron
My goals for the day were fairly simple. I wasn’t asking for much in the grand scheme of things.
1- Not obsess over what Ivy was wearing underneath that cardigan the night before.
I’d failed miserably in that one. My traitor brain conjured countless options. When I laid in bed when I returned home the night before. When I woke up. When I showered (before I got too far there, I viciously cranked the water temperature to ball-shriveling cold).
And still … I wondered. I didn’t get a single clue. Not a strap out of place to satisfy the blood-heating curiosity.
Lace. Silk. Satin. Hell, even basic cotton, and my mouth went dry at every single option as they flipped through my brain in tantalizing rotation.
Turns out, that was the easiest of my goals to achieve.
2- Get through the work day without any of my relatives giving me shit.
I thought I’d be able to achieve it since Ian was working at the shop today, starting on a custom dining table for a customer we’d built a home for a couple of years earlier. With his grumpy ass off-site, I was convinced the day would be smooth sailing.
I’d called Ivy because I genuinely needed her help.
And it was blown to shit at the sound of a car (which I thought was Ivy), and instead, I saw my sister Greer—grinning widely when I glowered at her through her windshield.
Someone wasn’t scheduled to be at the jobsite today.
Someone hadn’t given me a heads-up that she’d be joining, and that same someone would be an absolute nightmare the moment Ivy showed up. Which would be any second.
“The hell,” I muttered.
I glared as she exited her car and shoved her sunglasses to the top of her head. With a troubling gleam in her eye, she slowly sipped from her travel coffee mug as I snatched my own cup from the hood of my truck.
“I can’t tell you how much it warms my heart when my brothers are happy to see me,” Greer said.
“What the hell are you doing here?”
“It’s amazing how much motivation one feels when starting a new job,” she mused, eyes lingering on the house. “Sometimes you just need to see it for yourself, you know?”
“Cut the crap, Greer. You told me you’d do jobsite visits only when Beckett was home, and they were strictly necessary. I know he’s out of town for an away game. Did Ian call you?”
The evil glint in her eye and the curl of satisfaction to her lips were all the answers I needed.
“You know you can’t believe a word out of his mouth,” I said.
“I cannot wait to meet this woman face-to-face,” Greer replied. “We’ve done most of our communication via email, but I really like her already.”
That made one of my coworkers.
“Fucking hell,” I mumbled under my breath, then stalked around to the back of my truck to unhook the trailer with all the equipment we’d need once the last of the furniture was out. “What exactly is your purpose for being here? If you get in our way to satisfy some sick curiosity, I’ll send your ass back home. Go visit Mom or Dad while you’re here.”
Greer ignored me. “Did a little research on your mystery woman last night.”
I yanked harder on the trailer chains than necessary.
“She’s gorgeous. Didn’t think she’d be your type, but what do I know?” she asked.
