However, right now he needed to concentrate on his task at hand. A few seconds later he found the culprit that put the sign on the fritz. “There you are,” he murmured when he found the faulty wire. As he worked, the scent of something sweet a buttery wafted on the air, making him wondered what the delectable treat tantalized his senses could be, even his stomach rumbled as if anticipating a sample.
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Why hadn’t Eastyn laid into him? He deserved it. He had hurt her with his stunt he pulled, kissing a woman he hadn’t even cared about, but he’d been stupid and full of himself. He was high on success and thought he could do whatever he wanted to do without consequences. Only it cost him dearly, didn’t it? He lost his best friend, lover and fiancée all in one fell swoop.
“Oh hell,” he murmured under his breath. He was jumping ahead, wasn’t he? He hadn’t even won the girl back.
When he arrived in town last night, he believed working with his dad would assist him in figuring this all out. Something about a tool in his hand always helped him sort out his thoughts, but he hadn’t expected his dad to send him straight to Eastyn first thing.
He pursed his lips and grabbed another tool. He would ring Sully tonight when he thought everything through. He needed a change is all. He just didn’t know exactly what that entailed. Other than he wanted Eastyn back in his life if she would have him. Lying in his bed last night, he contemplated not going back on the road. If he decided that, what would he do with his life? He couldn’t just hide out in his old room at his parents’ house. He needed a job, but his resume lacked in that department. There weren’t many callings for …
Standing on the ladder, he reached for the screwdriver. He’d have to take the faulty sign down to work on it. Neon sign tubing could be tricky.
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The jukebox turned on in the other room and she cringed when she realized what record the darn machine had chosen to play. The lead singer of the Somethin’ Smith and The Redheads belted out the lyrics to It’s a Sin to Tell a Lie.
WIP (Eastyn’s POV) Last week we ended with Drake asking Eastyn to turn off the circuit to the sign to her soda shop so he could work on it. Snippet: Through the large window she could see him heading toward a truck parked at the curb. He must have borrowed it from his dad since the business’ logo was displayed on the side door. She hurried back to the kitchen as the turmoil of emotions assailed. She wanted to scream or hit him… or maybe she just wanted to wrap her arms around his neck and breath him in as …
“Let’s put you to work.” She took a deep breath and squared he shoulders and walked by him and his musky scent teased her senses. She gritted her teeth as her feet hurried toward the front door just to put some distance between them.
“My sign out front isn’t lighting up properly,” she said when he caught up with her.
