Her CEO Stalker and Her Second Chance Mate (Adelaide) novel Chapter 31

Chapter 31

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After messing with the truck for a few hours more, we had changed the oil and tinkered with every fluid, along with putting at least ten gallons of gas in the thing after syphoning the old but nothing would work so far. I sighed, wiping my hands off on an old shop towel. Carter rested similarly, beside me as I leaned against the truck, while Rosie thumped her tail from the porch as she looked back and forth between us.

“I guess I’ll take you up on that hot shower,” I said looking down at myself covered in oil and

dirt. He grinned. I don’t know how I had gotten so dirty when he had insisted on doing the majority of the work. He reached over and cupped my chin as he drug his thumb across my cheek. I braced to startle at the touch, but instead, I found myself relaxing, my eyes glued to

his, hypnotically. I did however startle when he pulled away and showed me his blackened

thumb. It was the absence of the touch that startled me instead. I shook my head in disbelief.

He looked smug with himself.

“How bout you get whatever you need, you can bring any laundry and anything you got to charge, we can make an evening of it. I don’t think they will get you hooked up ’til Monday or

Tuesday, by the way it sounds.”

I had gotten more comfortable with him throughout the day. I was very leery of how friendly

and accommodating he was, but these were Uncle Jake’s people, and something about Carter

broke through the paranoia. Maybe it was stupid, but I did need clean clothes and a hot

shower after a week on the road and the last few days of relentless cleaning. He followed me

into the house as I collected a few strewn bits of clothing from the living roo

room.

When he trailed me as I walked down the hall he broke his silence. “What all else do you plan

to do with the place?”

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“I suppose I’ll know more when the water and power come on, I gotta clean out this room,” I

said, pushing open the door to the spare. It doesn’t feel right taking over Uncle Jake’s room.

I’d rather keep it as is for the time being. Kinda feels like he’s with me if I sit in there. Is it

weird I sit in there and talk to him sometimes?” I found myself asking out loud.

Carter’s smile was sad but warm at the same time, maybe he was reminiscing about Uncle

Jake, too.

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“No”-he was quiet for a moment- “sometimes I find myself coming over to sit on the back

porch and talk to him, too,” he admitted. I zipped up my backpack and went to throw it over

my shoulder when he grabbed it from me.

“You, Missy, need to take it easy. I got this,” the look on his face told me I wouldn’t win this

fight. “At least, til we get you wrapped up for a bit, so you can heal. If it’s not better in a few

weeks, you’re gonna have to see a doctor, and all this work you’ve been doing around here

isn’t doing you any favors,” he pointed out, as I followed him disgruntled out the front door.

When I locked it and pocketed the key, Carter gave me a strange look but kept walking

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