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Amy opened the bedroom curtains flooding the room with the soft glow of the morning light. Elizabeth rolled over and squinted at her through sleepy eyes. Amy smiled brightly and said, “Joshua said to tell you he had to get to the site early this morning as they are building the access bridge over the creek today, and that it’s a simple build that won’t affect the environmental study.” She walked to the door and added over her shoulder, “He’s so hot! He’s inspired me to write a book called, How to Date a Hot Construction Worker!”
Amy’s laughter followed her into the hallway.
Elizabeth called after her, “He’s not a construction worker, and he owns the company.”
“Even better.” came Amy’s distant reply. “How to Date a Hot Construction Magnate.”
Elizabeth laughed and climbed out of bed. She took a quick shower and dressed in her favorite jeans with a pale yellow blouse. She pulled her damp hair back into a ponytail as she headed down the stairs. Amy was slicing a banana into two bowls of yogurt for breakfast. Elizabeth popped a bagel in the toaster and sat down at the breakfast bar next to Amy. Sprinkling the fruit and yogurt mixture with granola, Amy handed Elizabeth a bowl.
She flashed Elizabeth a wicked grin and said, “I scooped up your clothes and tossed them in the laundry room.”
Meeting her gaze, Elizabeth said, “Thanks, and quit acting so weird.”
Amy laughed, “I can’t remember the last time you had a man stay over. When Franklin asked me out last year, I was shocked the two of you weren’t an item. From what I know of the very few men you’ve been involved with, none of them has ever been like Joshua. They’ve all been smooth and classy like Franklin. You always go for the CEO or neurosurgeon type. You always go for the type A personality. That’s not Joshua. He’s down to earth, personable, and probably a lot of fun.”
Staring at her bowl for a moment before she looked up at Amy, Elizabeth said, “Don’t let him fool you, he’s got some type A deep inside, but you’re right. He’s not what I usually go for. Don’t let the macho exterior fool you though. He’s intelligent, witty, and from what I can tell, a good businessman.”
“Not to mention, sexy,” Amy said with a giggle.
Elizabeth smiled and added, “Yes, incredibly sexy.” She paused to look at Amy with a raised eyebrow. “You dated Franklin?”
“Not really,” Amy rolled her eyes, “One date was enough. He’s too intense for me.” Amy flipped her long golden hair back off her shoulders and finished her breakfast. She rinsed out her bowl and turned from the sink to ask, “So what’s the plan?”
Elizabeth glanced around and asked, “Where’s my iPad?”
Amy walked into the living room and looked around. She said, “It's not in here. I haven’t seen it.”
Elizabeth frowned and walked over to the sofa adding, “I left it on the coffee table with my bra.”
“Are you sure?” Amy shrugged.
“Maybe I left it in my briefcase.” Elizabeth sighed, and headed to the kitchen table adding, “Let’s set up here. I need to run over the edits for Woman of Steel one last time. Franklin wants to release the e-book and get it submitted to press by the end of the month. He’s pushing me to do some personal appearances. He’s got me scheduled in every major city between here and New York for a slew of book signings the last half of June through the middle of July.”
Amy went to a small hall closet next to the front door and pulled out two laptop cases. She returned to the table and handed one to Elizabeth. They sat down and began to work.
Chapter Three
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