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“I…I need to call the police.” Jason burrowed into his pocket for his phone. “And my insurance. Yes, them. I…”
He hesitated. Who was he going to call first? He was so stunned by what was happening that he had no idea how to react properly. Everything was a mess in his head.
A hand touched his arm, which made him tense. He looked around and saw Elena standing beside him. Her expression softened, and she gave him a gentle smile as she closed her hand around his phone.
“Let me deal with it.”
“It’s my car…” Jason began, but she cut him off.
“You’re not in the right frame of mind to do anything. Go back inside and get yourself a coffee. I’ll call the cops, and I’ll deal with the insurance. You don’t need to worry about anything.”
Jason wanted to protest about it — this was his property, after all, so it was his responsibility — but he found himself handing his phone to Elena, his other hand blindly going into his pocket for his car key. He pressed this into Elena’s fingers.
“My insurance details are in the glove compartment,” he murmured. “Just…request a car for me as well. I’m going to need one.”
“I’ve got it.” Elena squeezed his fingers. “Go inside. You’re white as a sheet. While I know my first aid, I can’t lift you and carry you inside on my own. That really would be a talking point for the idiots doing this.”
She did have a point. Jason didn’t want anyone to see him collapsing. He wandered back to the lobby, his fingers still throbbing from touching Elena. It felt like he had been whacked over the head. Jason had no idea what was going on anymore.
Whoever had destroyed his car was going to pay.
CHAPTER8
ELENA
Elena gritted her teeth as she moved the couch, moving her feet out of the way as she abruptly dropped it, almost onto her toes.
Taking a moment to get her composure back, and for her heart to stop racing at the knowledge she had nearly broken her foot, she tried again. This time, the couch moved, and she was able to get it up against the other wall. God only knew how long it had been in the last place, but the indents on the carpet were pretty clear. She was going to need to do a lot of vacuuming to get rid of all that dust.
She had to admit that she enjoyed this part of the moving process. She liked moving furniture around and arranging things to her liking.
Now the rest of her belongings were here, Elena had a day to get everything in order. No more sleeping on a camping bed her landlord had given her and watching movies on her laptop. That had been fun, but Elena preferred having her own things, and she was glad the removal company had been able to bring her belongings earlier than planned.
She would probably end up moving everything again at the end of the season if her contract wasn’t extended, but she could think about that another time. It had only been two days since she arrived in Wenstown; thinking about her next move already was not something she should be doing.
Her stomach started growling, and Elena looked at the clock. It was nearly lunchtime already? She hadn’t been paying much attention; the removal company had arrived pretty early. Had she been pushing furniture around for four hours?
She definitely needed something to eat, and then she could set up the TV before moving on to the bedroom. That bed was not going to make itself. Thankfully, the removal guys had helped to build the frame and put the mattress on it, but Elena still needed to make it properly. And she hated making beds.
Remembering that she needed to do the grocery shopping, Elena shrugged into her coat and picked up her bag. Once she had explored the downtown area and had some lunch, she would get her shopping and head home. Then she would tackle the rest of her apartment.
This day was going to be busier than putting an injured quarterback through his paces. At least furniture didn’t argue back.
Elena left the apartment building and was crossing the street when her phone rang. Hoping that it wasn’t her mother, Elena got it out from the bottom of her bag. Relieved to see that it wasn’t, she found herself smiling as she answered.
“Hey, Fleur.”
“Hey, you. I thought I’d call and see how things were. How’s Nebraska?”
“Cold and windy,” Elena laughed. “The weather’s not ideal, but it’s really nice around here. Surprisingly very pleasant.”
“That’s good. Dad and I were talking, and he suggested that we could come and see you once you’ve settled in and you’ve got time in between your work and the games.”
“I’d love that. I’ve already seen quite a few places that look good to eat at.”
There was actually a lot of choice. Elena had been surprised by that. Wenstown was full of surprises.
“Awesome,” Fleur said brightly. “You’re sounding like you’re enjoying it there.”
