Biker's Claim The Broken Angel is Mine (Cora and Jake) novel Chapter 114

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Chapter 114

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The other nurses said good night as I left.

“Your sexy man’s been out there waiting a while, better get out there, girl, before someone steals him, he’s mighty fine on the eyes,” they joked.

“MINE: I playfully growled back, gaining a few laughs. It had been a good night, busy, but we managed to have some jokes to break the tension. Helps us work better.

By the time I got out the door, with all the ribbing from my workmates, I was ready to jump his bones. Gunner’s smile as I walked to him had my panties wet, and I could help but take what I wanted. Gunner was as eager as I was to have some us time, and we virtually ran to our bedroom and had some mind–blowing sex, like wow, I wouldn’t mind more of these times, I received more than I had expected. Twice, I came, in that short time, and reckon if given the chance, I would have had a third in the shower because showering with Gunner was never about getting clean; it was a time of touching, feeling, kissing, running our hands over each other, with a sponge full of soap, in the pretence of washing each other. Still, it was more like a prelude to a romp in bed, or in the shower.

Yes, I like it both ways.

Dinner was Gunner giving me a rundown of his night, the celebration, and cheers from the members, how Demetri and Scones both eyed each other but didn’t make a move.

Did Demetri hold off because Scones was working?

We can all see his interest, and, according to Gunner, even Oddball agrees that Scones deserves love again, and that Demetri might be the man to give it to her. The club was watching and waiting; bets were going down on how long both could hold out before they jumped each other’s bones. I laughed and felt sorry for the two of them at the same time.

together Gunner and I entered my office, I opened my computer and set to work, Gunner sat at the other desk and opened his laptop, he too worked on whatever he had to do, most likely his workshop bills and approvals, mine was almost the samething, approving and signing off on payrol, not just for this new home but my mothers business, funny I still don’t see it as mine. It’s been years since I started being the boss of it, and yet I don’t feel it’s mine. Maybe it was time to sell it. I will talk to Demetri and get his view on it. After all, it was my mother’s dream, not mine, to own this company.

Three wraps on the door, right on time.

“Come in,” I called out, and then had to get up and open the door, forgetting this room was soundproof.

“Clara.”

Clara walked in, followed by three ladies; two were only a little older than me, and one, I would say, was older than Demetri.

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“Goro, may I introduce Toni, Benta, and their mother, Donna. Here’s their resumes.” Clara placed the ladies‘ resumes on my desk and left the room, leaving me to chat with them. Clara did far more than she should have. I would have preferred each lady hand me her resume.

“Toni, tell me about yourself?” I looked at Toni, not opening the resumes yet. I wanted them to tell me about themselves. I did this with all three ladies. Before I looked at the resumes, they were impressive, if

they are even half true.

“You all worked for the same employer, and lost your positions because the family went overseas?”

I knew the name, and what they were saying was true, or could be true. I had them describe some of what

they did daily.

“What can you contribute to the household? Why do you think you are a good fit?” It was odd asking the trio. I could have asked them to wait outside and talk to them individually, but I was getting tired and

wanted to go to bed.

I let each one talk, giving me varied reasons, and I smiled to myself as they put trust first.

“Thank you for coming in. I will confirm your references and let you know.” They left the room, thanking me for my time, and I looked at Gunner, who was staring at me with amusement.

“Coffee, I need to make some calls,” I growled at his amused face. He found all this funny, whereas I found it tiring. Gunner chuckled as he left the room, chasing up the coffee I demanded. It was rude of me, but he shouldn’t be laughing at me. This wasn’t funny, and I’m not a fan of interviews.

I made three calls, confirming the references, and then I called the employer, who was someone I knew, not from this town, but in the circles of my mother’s business.

“Hello, who’s this?” A young lad’s voice answered the phone, and at first I thought I had called the wrong number, that was until I heard.

“How many times do I need to tell you not to answer Grandpa’s phone? Give it here.” A woman’s voice shouted at the young voice.

“Hello, this is Mary. Can I help you? Jason is on the other phone.”

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“Hi Mary, it’s Cora. How did the move go? Are you enjoying being around your grandchildren?” I asked, smiling at what just happened.

“Cora! So good of you to call, and yes, being around the grandchildren is wonderful, but they exhaust me, always on the go.”

“Yes, children have more energy to burn than we do.” We chatted a bit longer before I got to the reason!

called.

“Mary, I brought the Cummins property and was removing some staff and looking at hiring others. Three names have been recommended to me by my housekeeper, who worked for you. Toni, Donna, and Benta, are they reliable?”

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“Good workers, mother and two daughters, husband died a few years ago, bonded them closer together, Toni had a bad break from a cheating boyfriend. Snap them up, it would be good for them to stay together, if you are looking to have all three, Sonya gets along with Donna, be good in the kitchen together, if you still have that cottage out back empty, I suggest giving it to them as part of the wages package.” Mary

droned on like she does when it’s something she knows about, giving you far more information than you

need.

“Jason’s off the phone. Do you still want to talk to him?”

“Yes, please.” I heard Mary tell Jason who it was and handed the phone over. A muffled sound was heard

before Jason’s clear, strong voice came over the phone.

“Cora, you brought the Cummin’s place? Good for you, it’s a good home, what can I do for you?” “Donna, and her daughters, what pay rate did you have them on?” We talked about the wages, the reduction for living on the property, and that sort of thing. Jason was a good employer who treated his home staff well. He was my example of how to treat staff who live with you, to keep the harmony of the

home.

“You still have your mother’s business?”

“Yes, I am considering selling it. I don’t need it, and it was my mother’s passion, not mine.”

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