toolbox in his hands. He was tall, about 6’5”, and muscular. He had tousled brown hair, a scruffy beard, and a cute dimple. He was wearing an old tee and a tattered pair of jeans. I knew with his height and the powerful look of his body he had to be a shifter. I couldn’t help but wonder what kind.
“ Is the leak in the kitchen?” he asked, his amber eyes holding mine.
“ Ah...leak?” His eyes were a gorgeous and fringed, with long, dark lashes.
“ The water leak, is it in the kitchen or bathroom?”
“ Uh...ummm…” I turned to look at Susie. Whoa! Why hadn’t Susie ever mentioned this guy?
“ Janet, this is Zeke Marshall. He’s the building super. Zeke, this is my good friend Janet Sayer. She’s going to be staying here for a while.”
Zeke’s eyes widened. “Oh?”
“ Yeah, I…I just moved to the area.”
“ Where did you move from?” Zeke asked.
“ From...uh…Maryland,” I had never been to Maryland but for some reason the state was the first thing that popped into my head.
“ Well, let me officially welcome you to Nashville—music city!”
“ Thank you,” I smiled. “I just got a job at Courtland’s Gems. I need to save money to move into an apartment, so Susie—um…she said I could stay with her for the time being.” It felt weird to lie to him.
“ The leak is in the kitchen, Zeke,” Susie said, reaching into my—now her—purse.
“ It’s good to have friends that help you out,” Zeke grinned as he headed towards the kitchen.
Susie turned to me. “Well, I need to get going.” She reached into a bowl near the counter and pulled out a set of keys. “Here are the keys to the apartment and the mailbox.” She leaned in, grinning, and said quietly, “You enjoy, I know I will.”
“ Thanks, Susie.” As I shut the door, I wondered what I had gotten myself into. My thoughts were interrupted by a loud clatter of metal hitting the floor. I scurried into the kitchen.
“ Is everything ok?”
Zeke was bent down on the floor looking at the pipes in the cupboard under the sink. It was hard not to admire his firm ass. His jeans were stretched a little from kneeling and I could see the sweet line of his butt crack starting. I could just imagine running my finger down it…
“ Oh, everything’s fine. I just dropped my wrench. It looks like I just need to tighten this…ok, all done.” Zeke stood up, brushed off his jeans, and started putting his tools back into the tool chest. “If you have any more trouble with it, let me know.”
“ Thanks, I appreciate it.”
“ Can I help you with anything else?” Zeke raised his brows.
“ No, um, I think I’m good. Susie never mentioned any other problems.”
“ Well, here’s my number if you need anything,” Zeke handed me a bent business card. “I’m just down the hall in apartment 202. You can bang on my door if you need something—anything—at all.”
“ Thank you,” I replied, taking the card. As I looked up at him, our eyes locked.
Zeke turned towards the door; then back to me again. “Are you hungry?”
Was he asking me out on a date? “I…uh...”
“ I’ve got some chili on the stove and hot dogs,” he added.
“ Hot dogs?” I raised my brows.
“ Uh huh, and cornbread too.”
That didn’t sound appetizing at all...and Zeke wasn’t exactly the kind of guy I normally dated. He seemed nice and down to earth, but I liked ambitious men in suits with high powered jobs, not maintenance guys who wore tattered jeans. I surprised myself when I answered:
“ I love hot dogs and chili.”
CHAPTER FIVE
“ Good to see you like my chili,” Zeke grinned.
Damn he was sexy with that delicious, dimpled smile. Not to mention his eyes. Every time he looked at me it was like he was undressing me mentally…it made my toes curl.
I nodded my head as I swallowed another spoonful of the hearty dish. “Uh huh,” I managed to eke out between bites.
“ It’s easy—canned tomatoes, red beans,
“ Is the leak in the kitchen?” he asked, his amber eyes holding mine.
“ Ah...leak?” His eyes were a gorgeous and fringed, with long, dark lashes.
“ The water leak, is it in the kitchen or bathroom?”
“ Uh...ummm…” I turned to look at Susie. Whoa! Why hadn’t Susie ever mentioned this guy?
“ Janet, this is Zeke Marshall. He’s the building super. Zeke, this is my good friend Janet Sayer. She’s going to be staying here for a while.”
Zeke’s eyes widened. “Oh?”
“ Yeah, I…I just moved to the area.”
“ Where did you move from?” Zeke asked.
“ From...uh…Maryland,” I had never been to Maryland but for some reason the state was the first thing that popped into my head.
“ Well, let me officially welcome you to Nashville—music city!”
“ Thank you,” I smiled. “I just got a job at Courtland’s Gems. I need to save money to move into an apartment, so Susie—um…she said I could stay with her for the time being.” It felt weird to lie to him.
“ The leak is in the kitchen, Zeke,” Susie said, reaching into my—now her—purse.
“ It’s good to have friends that help you out,” Zeke grinned as he headed towards the kitchen.
Susie turned to me. “Well, I need to get going.” She reached into a bowl near the counter and pulled out a set of keys. “Here are the keys to the apartment and the mailbox.” She leaned in, grinning, and said quietly, “You enjoy, I know I will.”
“ Thanks, Susie.” As I shut the door, I wondered what I had gotten myself into. My thoughts were interrupted by a loud clatter of metal hitting the floor. I scurried into the kitchen.
“ Is everything ok?”
Zeke was bent down on the floor looking at the pipes in the cupboard under the sink. It was hard not to admire his firm ass. His jeans were stretched a little from kneeling and I could see the sweet line of his butt crack starting. I could just imagine running my finger down it…
“ Oh, everything’s fine. I just dropped my wrench. It looks like I just need to tighten this…ok, all done.” Zeke stood up, brushed off his jeans, and started putting his tools back into the tool chest. “If you have any more trouble with it, let me know.”
“ Thanks, I appreciate it.”
“ Can I help you with anything else?” Zeke raised his brows.
“ No, um, I think I’m good. Susie never mentioned any other problems.”
“ Well, here’s my number if you need anything,” Zeke handed me a bent business card. “I’m just down the hall in apartment 202. You can bang on my door if you need something—anything—at all.”
“ Thank you,” I replied, taking the card. As I looked up at him, our eyes locked.
Zeke turned towards the door; then back to me again. “Are you hungry?”
Was he asking me out on a date? “I…uh...”
“ I’ve got some chili on the stove and hot dogs,” he added.
“ Hot dogs?” I raised my brows.
“ Uh huh, and cornbread too.”
That didn’t sound appetizing at all...and Zeke wasn’t exactly the kind of guy I normally dated. He seemed nice and down to earth, but I liked ambitious men in suits with high powered jobs, not maintenance guys who wore tattered jeans. I surprised myself when I answered:
“ I love hot dogs and chili.”
CHAPTER FIVE
“ Good to see you like my chili,” Zeke grinned.
Damn he was sexy with that delicious, dimpled smile. Not to mention his eyes. Every time he looked at me it was like he was undressing me mentally…it made my toes curl.
I nodded my head as I swallowed another spoonful of the hearty dish. “Uh huh,” I managed to eke out between bites.
“ It’s easy—canned tomatoes, red beans,
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