you
very much,” said my lady bits.
This
guy was tall, he was built, he had a square jaw that could cut you, and despite
the sunglasses that hid his eyes and the scowl that said “don’t even think
about talking to me,” he had my belly dropping to the ground in an instant. His
almost black hair was in need of a cut and it looked like he’d been running his
hand through it for a week. There was just the right amount of stubble covering
his perfect jaw – enough so he looked sexy and a bit rough but not sloppy. My
knees felt a little wobbly.
Paging
Superman , I think I found your long lost, scruffier, sexier,
and more broody twin. It was at this point I patted myself on the back for not
wearing high heels because if I had, I definitely would be kissing the dirt
right about now.
Charlotte,
seemingly right at home in the presence of hot, broody superheroes, kept right
on going without pause, “Hello there. My name is Charlotte Baker. I live just
up the street.” She was already upon them and I scurried a bit to catch up.
Charlotte looked back toward me. “This is another neighbor, Laney Mon–”
“Laney!”
I interrupted loudly and thrust my hand out toward cocky guy, “Just Laney is
fine.” I avoided Charlotte’s quizzical look. No last names needed here, guys
– let’s keep it casual .
“Well,
Laney,” I got the smile and nod as cocky guy shook my hand. “Charlotte.” He
switched to hers, handsome smile ready to charm our panties off. “I’m Mark.
It’s a pleasure to meet you both. This here is Doug.” Mark indicated the man on
the right whom I hadn’t had a chance yet to assess. Doug appeared to be in his
late forties with blondish hair and the beginnings of a paunch. Face
unreadable, he nodded in greeting but didn’t offer his hand. “And this is Nate.
He runs the show around here.” Mark turned his thumb toward the man giving me
high blood pressure. Nate, face completely readable, turned his scowl on
Mark, not pleased to be thrown under the bus. Un-phased, Mark continued, “What
can we help you ladies with today?”
“Well,”
Charlotte began with her charming smile returning his, “I’m assumin’ you’re the
company puttin’ up the new property?” When that got no response she continued,
“Yes, well, we have some questions we wanted to ask if that’s alright.”
Mark,
still the only one of the three to speak, moved closer ( see? I told you )
and said, “Sure. Happy to help.” At this point I think it was safe to assume he
was envisioning Charlotte naked.
“We’ve
been tryin’ to find out exactly what kind of business is goin’ to be movin’ in
to the new property. Can you tell us that by any chance?”
“Well,
Charlotte,” Mark began, “we won’t really know that until the property is
completed and the spaces are rented out, but I can tell you that there will be
a total of three rental spaces. There are a variety of businesses that could
make use of the spaces, but until rental agreements are signed, I’m afraid I
can’t be more specific than that. Wouldn’t you say, Nate?” he passed the issue
off, his eyes still glued to my neighbor.
“Yes
Mark, I would say,” the hottie ground out in displeasure, his voice low and a
bit gravelly, perfectly matching the whole sexy, scruffy thing he had going on
there. “Let’s cut to the chase, girls, what is it precisely that you’re
concerned about?” His eyes moved to us, his impatience unmistakable. Somebody had
a crap sandwich for breakfast this morning.
“Um,”
Charlotte was beginning to hesitate, “you see, we all have kids and we don’t
want to see any… unsavory types comin’ around the neighborhood. And, um,
increased traffic might be an issue too…”
“I
see,” Nate snapped. “So you don’t want us bringing creepy assholes around your
kids and the tenants should stay off your street. Got it. Can we get back to
work now? We’ve got a crew showing up in twenty and long list of shit to get
done.
very much,” said my lady bits.
This
guy was tall, he was built, he had a square jaw that could cut you, and despite
the sunglasses that hid his eyes and the scowl that said “don’t even think
about talking to me,” he had my belly dropping to the ground in an instant. His
almost black hair was in need of a cut and it looked like he’d been running his
hand through it for a week. There was just the right amount of stubble covering
his perfect jaw – enough so he looked sexy and a bit rough but not sloppy. My
knees felt a little wobbly.
Paging
Superman , I think I found your long lost, scruffier, sexier,
and more broody twin. It was at this point I patted myself on the back for not
wearing high heels because if I had, I definitely would be kissing the dirt
right about now.
Charlotte,
seemingly right at home in the presence of hot, broody superheroes, kept right
on going without pause, “Hello there. My name is Charlotte Baker. I live just
up the street.” She was already upon them and I scurried a bit to catch up.
Charlotte looked back toward me. “This is another neighbor, Laney Mon–”
“Laney!”
I interrupted loudly and thrust my hand out toward cocky guy, “Just Laney is
fine.” I avoided Charlotte’s quizzical look. No last names needed here, guys
– let’s keep it casual .
“Well,
Laney,” I got the smile and nod as cocky guy shook my hand. “Charlotte.” He
switched to hers, handsome smile ready to charm our panties off. “I’m Mark.
It’s a pleasure to meet you both. This here is Doug.” Mark indicated the man on
the right whom I hadn’t had a chance yet to assess. Doug appeared to be in his
late forties with blondish hair and the beginnings of a paunch. Face
unreadable, he nodded in greeting but didn’t offer his hand. “And this is Nate.
He runs the show around here.” Mark turned his thumb toward the man giving me
high blood pressure. Nate, face completely readable, turned his scowl on
Mark, not pleased to be thrown under the bus. Un-phased, Mark continued, “What
can we help you ladies with today?”
“Well,”
Charlotte began with her charming smile returning his, “I’m assumin’ you’re the
company puttin’ up the new property?” When that got no response she continued,
“Yes, well, we have some questions we wanted to ask if that’s alright.”
Mark,
still the only one of the three to speak, moved closer ( see? I told you )
and said, “Sure. Happy to help.” At this point I think it was safe to assume he
was envisioning Charlotte naked.
“We’ve
been tryin’ to find out exactly what kind of business is goin’ to be movin’ in
to the new property. Can you tell us that by any chance?”
“Well,
Charlotte,” Mark began, “we won’t really know that until the property is
completed and the spaces are rented out, but I can tell you that there will be
a total of three rental spaces. There are a variety of businesses that could
make use of the spaces, but until rental agreements are signed, I’m afraid I
can’t be more specific than that. Wouldn’t you say, Nate?” he passed the issue
off, his eyes still glued to my neighbor.
“Yes
Mark, I would say,” the hottie ground out in displeasure, his voice low and a
bit gravelly, perfectly matching the whole sexy, scruffy thing he had going on
there. “Let’s cut to the chase, girls, what is it precisely that you’re
concerned about?” His eyes moved to us, his impatience unmistakable. Somebody had
a crap sandwich for breakfast this morning.
“Um,”
Charlotte was beginning to hesitate, “you see, we all have kids and we don’t
want to see any… unsavory types comin’ around the neighborhood. And, um,
increased traffic might be an issue too…”
“I
see,” Nate snapped. “So you don’t want us bringing creepy assholes around your
kids and the tenants should stay off your street. Got it. Can we get back to
work now? We’ve got a crew showing up in twenty and long list of shit to get
done.
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