Cole gritted his teeth, wanting to show this guy what it was like to have a run in with his fist.
“You know what I did? I slapped his face so hard it made my hand hurt. I mean, seriously, how rude can someone get?” She held her hand out, and he examined it. “What’s the verdict, doc?”
He chuckled. “You’re going to live, but don’t hold the saws by the sharp end.”
“Got it.”
He wiped away the excess blood, and made sure the cut was clean. He got a plaster, placing it delicately on so he didn’t hurt her.
“You’re really good at this.”
“I should be. Hiring you was a hazard. How did the library cope?” He’d hired her a month ago after the library could no longer afford her with the latest batch of cutbacks. It had been his first opportunity to have her close, and he’d give anything to take a chance with her. He was thirty-one years old, and he’d wasted enough time. The problem he had now was when it came to her, he didn’t know what to do. She wasn’t like any other woman he’d ever known. She was full of life and laughter. Her positivity was always on high. He couldn’t recall many times he’d seen her sad, or upset. Even when bullies had hurt her, she’d not let it get to her.
She was a powerful woman all in herself.
“There wasn’t much that could go wrong with a book. A few papercuts here and there. For the most part, I was fine. I guess DIY is not in my blood. Juliet banned me from decorating our apartment when I spilled paint on the couch.”
“Ouch.”
“Yeah, we’d been saving up for a year to pay for it, and the first chance we get home, I ruin it. She knows I’m used to it, but still, I frustrate her. Believe it or not, the one area I’m not a total mess, is the kitchen. I can bake you up something really good, and in a jiffy.”
He smiled. She had baked some really good chocolate chip cookies, and they were so nice. He’d eaten the entire jar within one sitting of dealing with paperwork.
“I know how good those cookies were.”
“I’ll be bringing in some more soon. How come you don’t talk a whole lot?” she asked.
“Because I like to hear more about you.”
“There’s not a lot to know about me, Cole. You know that.” Once he finished with her wound, she held it up, properly bandaged. “When did you learn first aid?” she asked.#p#分页标题#e#
“In college before I dropped out. The whole college thing never really stuck for me, but I got some use out of it. First aid being one of them, and I realized I was good with numbers, and I’m good with plumbing.”
“That you are. Speaking of plumbing, Juliet wanted to know if you could come by sometime. We’ve got a leak that’s … okay. It doesn’t fill an entire bucket fast, but we have to change it every morning when we wake up, and when we get home after work.”
“Sure thing, Elena. You only need to ask.”
“Do I need to book you in, or make an appointment?” she asked.
“I’ll stop by tonight if you want.”
“Sure, sure, that will be great. I’ll let her know. I’ll go and clean up the blood. Last thing I need is a kid slipping and a parent going mad at me. Thanks for this, Cole.”
Before he could stop her, she was gone, and he got the chance to watch her ass as she left. He loved the tight jeans that she always seemed to wear. They were made to be taken off, but they were also made to worship a nice, juicy ass like she had. His cock hardened, and he groaned. Cupping his dick, he gritted his teeth and got himself under control. He wasn’t some horny little kid after his first fuck anymore.
He was a full grown man.
Still, just the thought of that ass nestled against his cock was enough to spill some pre-cum into his shorts. The store was about to open. It was going to be a long ass day.
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With a mop in her hand, Elena cleaned away the last of the dust and blood. The state of the floor was disgusting, but she wasn’t going to complain. She hated everything to do with DIY, but she was so thankful to have this job. Cole was so nice to have given her this chance, and there’s no way that she was ever going to risk being sacked.
The library had to let her go, even though she was a big hit over there. She got kids in to read and be part of the reading groups she had set up. Not to mention how much they loved her cookies, brownies, and cakes. She always gave them away for free.
Once everything was cleaned away, she placed the safety package back on the saws, and then carefully put them on the little hook things on the shelf. She released a sigh of relief when she hadn’t hurt herself.