Page 47 of The Coppersmith Farmhouse (Jamison Valley 1)
“On Saturday, he and Silas killed said devil creature, so I was thinking we were all good, right?”
She nodded again.
“Wrong. This morning, right before I was leaving, three trucks and a semi-truck carrying a huge Dumpster arrived at my house. Apparently, Jess hired this Ryan guy to come tear down my barn.”
“Ryan Edwards. Like, the nicest guy ever,” she said.
“Yes, he did seem nice. Whatever. That’s beside the point. Jess didn’t even discuss this with me. He just made a decision. No communication. To hell with what I wanted,” I said, flicking my wrist in the air.
“That sucks. Did you like the barn?” she asked.
“Of course not. I was going to have that thing torn down myself. But the point here is he didn’t communicate anything with me. I hate having someone make decisions for me. I’m not a child. It is my house and it should have been my choice. I could have arranged to have that thing taken down without his effing help!”
“So what did Jess say when you told him all that?”
“Well, when I called to give him a piece of my mind, he didn’t answer. So I’ve now left two rather irate voicemails on his phone. The first one telling him I was pissed and why. The second, well . . .”
“Sorry, Gigi,” she said.
“It’s okay. Thanks for letting me vent. Rant over.”
“Anytime,” she said.
“Distract me. Tell me what’s new with you. Take my mind off this whole barn business.”
“Well . . . I was actually coming to find you because I’ve got the best news ever!” She squirmed in her chair. “So you know how I took that extra evening shift last night?”
I nodded.
“Well, Dr. Carlson was working late too. It was so slow. Like, the slowest night ever. I only had two patients on the second floor and the rest of the units were empty. So after the patients fell asleep, I didn’t have anything to do. I was sitting at the nurses’ station upstairs, bored out of my mind, and he came over to talk to me for hours! Until the end of my shift.”
“Nice!” I said.
“I thought he might ask me out because there was a lot of flirting going on. He didn’t so I was way bummed out. But I just bumped into him in the hall and he asked me out for drinks tomorrow night. Isn’t that the most amazing thing ever?”
“Yeah it is! I really like him. He seems like a nice guy and not too hard to look at.” I winked.
She did a girly clap in front of her chest and bounced up and down in her chair. The smile on her face was infectious.
Over the last few weeks, she’d been trying to get Everett to notice her. Nothing too in his face or obnoxious. She just always made sure to include him in conversations and ask him how he was doing. It was sweet how she’d made her approach.
“So what are you going to wear for drinks?” I asked.
“Gosh, I don’t know.” Before she could continue, her phone chimed in her pocket. Taking it out, she looked at the screen and then her eyes shot straight to mine.
“Hello?” she said, dropping her eyes to her feet.
The other person was doing all the talking because Maisy didn’t say anything else.
“Uh . . . okay,” she muttered before hanging up. She glanced up at me and scrunched her nose.
“What?” I asked.
“Well, that was, um, Jess,” she said.
My blood boiled and I closed my eyes to listen to what she had to say next.
“He said, um, I’m still on for spending the night with Rowen.”
