Page 54 of Demo
“You know, those damn shorts are what got us here in the first place,” I said, reaching over and intertwining our fingers.
“Yeah, well that damn tool belt of yours is what does me in every freaking time,” she said, running her thumb along my knuckles.
We sat side by side, looking at each other, catching our breath for a moment before she finally broke the silence. “You should probably get back to work.”
“Probably,” I said, giving her arm a tug so she slid toward me. I gripped her throat and kissed her one last time.
We kissed until, abruptly, Lizzie turned, opened the truck door and hopped down. I was right behind her and as I slammed the door, I heard a throat clear and looked up to see Jenny standing just outside.
“Sorry, to, uh …” She darted her eyes between Lizzie and I as she openly laughed. Holding up papers. “I just needed to get some paperwork signed, and Gino and Bram said they saw you headed to your truck and that I should hurry up before you left. But now I’m thinking they knew exactly what I was walking into.”
She wagged her eyebrows up and down, because that’s Jenny. I knew she didn’t think we needed to be embarrassed.
Lizzie stammered next to me. “Oh, we weren’t …”
Jenny bit her bottom lip to stifle a laugh, and I reached over to grab Lizzie around the waist and pull her to me. “Lyzbeth, this is Jenny. Jenny, this is my girlfriend, Lyzbeth.”
“Well, it’s nice to meet the woman who’s got this guy all thumbs these days,” Jenny said, extending a hand to Lizzie, who took it and, seeming to regain her composure, replied, “Is that so?”
I huffed. “Please.”
“Did you not drop that nail gun and almost permanently attach your brother to the floorboards yesterday?” Jenny asked, crossing her arms in front of her.
Lizzie giggled next to me, then looked at Jenny. “You don’t say?”
“It was greasy!” I defended. “Bram grabbed it after oiling the compressor and got it all slippery.”
“Mmmhmm,” Lizzie pursed her lips, looking at Jenny in conspiracy as I ran both hands through my hair before resting them on my hips.
“Hey, Jenny, you know how you can tell when Knox is flustered?” Lyzbeth asked, biting the side of her lip to suppress a laugh.
“When he runs his hands through his hair and then stands with his hands on his hips,” Jenny answered, and all three of us stood in silence for a moment before the two of them erupted in laughter.
“Fuck this!” I spat out, and pulled Lizzie back into me for an inappropriate kiss, then released her with a swat on her ass. “Get the hell out of here so I can get back to work, woman!”
As she took a few steps away, she called back, “Nice meeting you, Jenny!”
“Back at’cha!” Jenny immediately responded. “Let’s double sometime.”
Lizzie gave a thumbs up before making her way to her car. I waited for her to get in and drive away before turning to find Jenny staring at me. “What?”
Jenny gave me a wide smile. “Nice catch, Knox. I really like her.”
“Yeah? Me too,” I said, taking a few steps.
“Knox?” Jenny called from behind me, and I stopped, turning to look at her. She was holding up the paperwork. “I still need you to sign these.”
“Oh, shit!”
“Also, your fly is down.”
Cursing, I zipped my pants. Jenny chuckled, and I gave her a look before reaching my hand out for the papers.
“I was serious about us doubling,” Jenny said. “You guys and me and Greg. Does she, uh … Does she like to party?”
“No,” I answered quickly, as I glanced up from the orders I was signing. “And I don’t either, anymore. You know that.”
Jenny threw her hands up. “Jeez. OK. Was just asking.”
