away.
After all the drama Jake had caused, she hadn’t wanted to humiliate David further by bringing up her dad’s stipulations. Her mom had been right. He was a great guy, and she’d had a lot of fun with him, too. Although with the aggravation he’d suffered on their date, including a set of bruised knees, he probably wouldn’t ask her out again.
Just when she had started to entertain thoughts of David as a real boyfriend, Jake had returned, sending her heart, mind, and body into a crazy spin. He still wielded tremendous power over her. And she resented him for it. Even if he slipped back into oblivion, his brief appearance had caused her irreparable damage.
Lil could probably explain why Jake had shown up at the party, but Katy hadn’t been able to ask her yet with the way their schedules clashed.
As she pulled into the driveway of the Brooks’ residence, Katy cringed. She hoped Lil hadn’t told Jake about the three-date stipulation. She certainly didn’t want him to think she had to buy her dates. Sometimes when it came to Jake, Katy wasn’t sure whose side Lil was on. Flipping down her visor, she checked to see that her covering was straight. When she saw her grim lips, she wet them and forced herself to relax.
Moments later, she used her key to enter the house, taking a quick scope of its usual disarray. By the time she hit the kitchen, she’d already scooped up two sets of newspapers and several pink glittery items of clothing.
In the kitchen, her steps faltered. “Oh. Hi, Tammy. I didn’t realize you were here, or I would have knocked.”
Tammy Brooks snapped her briefcase closed and slipped into its shoulder strap. “No problem.” She grabbed a designer purse off a bar stool. “I’m glad I can at least count on you.”
Katy took the newspapers to the recycle bin and set Addison’s clothing on a bar stool. Her slim, high-heeled employer made a turn toward the door, and Katy knew that she couldn’t waste such an opportunity. “Do you have a moment?”
“Sure. I’m already late so what’s a few more minutes?” Katy felt her face heat, but before she could reply, Tammy asked, “You aren’t going to quit on me, are you?”
“Of course not.” She hurried into her explanation so that she didn’t take up Tammy’s precious time. “I just wondered if you knew of anyone who was looking for a housekeeper? One of my employers moved to Florida, and I could use more work.”
Tammy smiled and plunked her purse back on the counter. Her briefcase, stuffed with real estate fliers, slid to the ground. “Why don’t I fix us a pot of coffee? We never get to chat. You drink coffee?”
Feeling apprehensive, Katy folded a size 7 sweater. “I’d love a cup.”
Tammy flung a wet coffee filter into the garbage, and some of the grounds splattered onto her suit skirt. “Ugh!” she moaned, tearing off a paper towel and blotting at the spot.
“Can I help?”
“Nope.” Tammy brushed the air with her hand. “I’ve got it. Good as new. See?” Then she bent over, and Katy cringed to see a cross nestled in her employer’s cleavage, accentuated by her immodest neckline. “What hours do you usually work?”
Slipping onto a bar stool, Katy explained, “I work for you on Mondays and Wednesdays. I clean for an elderly woman who lives in a retirement community every other Friday. The couple that moved to Florida I worked for on Tuesdays and Thursdays. That’s the job I need to replace.”
The aroma of a popular Starbucks blend filled the kitchen as coffee dripped into a carafe. Tammy moved into a bar stool and swiveled to face her. “I think we can help each other. I need a nanny.”
Instantly recoiling, Katy shook her head. “I don’t think so. I’ve never babysat before.”
Tammy swept off the stool and got the liquid creamer from the refrigerator. No wonder Tammy was treating her like a guest instead of a servant. The other woman returned with two steaming cups, placing one in front of
After all the drama Jake had caused, she hadn’t wanted to humiliate David further by bringing up her dad’s stipulations. Her mom had been right. He was a great guy, and she’d had a lot of fun with him, too. Although with the aggravation he’d suffered on their date, including a set of bruised knees, he probably wouldn’t ask her out again.
Just when she had started to entertain thoughts of David as a real boyfriend, Jake had returned, sending her heart, mind, and body into a crazy spin. He still wielded tremendous power over her. And she resented him for it. Even if he slipped back into oblivion, his brief appearance had caused her irreparable damage.
Lil could probably explain why Jake had shown up at the party, but Katy hadn’t been able to ask her yet with the way their schedules clashed.
As she pulled into the driveway of the Brooks’ residence, Katy cringed. She hoped Lil hadn’t told Jake about the three-date stipulation. She certainly didn’t want him to think she had to buy her dates. Sometimes when it came to Jake, Katy wasn’t sure whose side Lil was on. Flipping down her visor, she checked to see that her covering was straight. When she saw her grim lips, she wet them and forced herself to relax.
Moments later, she used her key to enter the house, taking a quick scope of its usual disarray. By the time she hit the kitchen, she’d already scooped up two sets of newspapers and several pink glittery items of clothing.
In the kitchen, her steps faltered. “Oh. Hi, Tammy. I didn’t realize you were here, or I would have knocked.”
Tammy Brooks snapped her briefcase closed and slipped into its shoulder strap. “No problem.” She grabbed a designer purse off a bar stool. “I’m glad I can at least count on you.”
Katy took the newspapers to the recycle bin and set Addison’s clothing on a bar stool. Her slim, high-heeled employer made a turn toward the door, and Katy knew that she couldn’t waste such an opportunity. “Do you have a moment?”
“Sure. I’m already late so what’s a few more minutes?” Katy felt her face heat, but before she could reply, Tammy asked, “You aren’t going to quit on me, are you?”
“Of course not.” She hurried into her explanation so that she didn’t take up Tammy’s precious time. “I just wondered if you knew of anyone who was looking for a housekeeper? One of my employers moved to Florida, and I could use more work.”
Tammy smiled and plunked her purse back on the counter. Her briefcase, stuffed with real estate fliers, slid to the ground. “Why don’t I fix us a pot of coffee? We never get to chat. You drink coffee?”
Feeling apprehensive, Katy folded a size 7 sweater. “I’d love a cup.”
Tammy flung a wet coffee filter into the garbage, and some of the grounds splattered onto her suit skirt. “Ugh!” she moaned, tearing off a paper towel and blotting at the spot.
“Can I help?”
“Nope.” Tammy brushed the air with her hand. “I’ve got it. Good as new. See?” Then she bent over, and Katy cringed to see a cross nestled in her employer’s cleavage, accentuated by her immodest neckline. “What hours do you usually work?”
Slipping onto a bar stool, Katy explained, “I work for you on Mondays and Wednesdays. I clean for an elderly woman who lives in a retirement community every other Friday. The couple that moved to Florida I worked for on Tuesdays and Thursdays. That’s the job I need to replace.”
The aroma of a popular Starbucks blend filled the kitchen as coffee dripped into a carafe. Tammy moved into a bar stool and swiveled to face her. “I think we can help each other. I need a nanny.”
Instantly recoiling, Katy shook her head. “I don’t think so. I’ve never babysat before.”
Tammy swept off the stool and got the liquid creamer from the refrigerator. No wonder Tammy was treating her like a guest instead of a servant. The other woman returned with two steaming cups, placing one in front of
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