wouldn’t be working for free. I’d definitely pay you. Are you sure you wouldn’t mind the extra work?”
“I—”
“Of course he wouldn’t mind,” Georgie said.
Brad glared at his sister. She smiled back innocently, but he knew that smile well. What kind of crap was she trying to pull?
Kendall’s gaze bounced between Georgie and Brad, looking hesitant. “Um, only if you’re sure you have the time…”
Brad leaned forward and lowered his voice. “Actually—”
“Brad’s got plenty of time,” his sister happily supplied. “Just before you showed up, he was mentioning how busy he wanted to keep himself.”
Brad scowled. Dammit. He had just said that, but the point of keeping busy was so he wouldn’t think of Kendall. How the hell was that supposed to work if he was helping her?
Georgie reached out and squeezed Kendall’s hand around his business card. “You should call him.” Then she let out a fake giggle. “Oops, I mean, you should call him if you need any handiwork done, of course.”
Brad gritted his teeth so hard he thought his jawbone was going to disintegrate. Georgie was going to get an earful the next time they were alone. Thankfully, Kendall seemed oblivious to Georgie’s matchmaking.
Kendall placed a hand on his arm, diverting his thoughts from the many ways he was planning to get even with his sister. “Thanks, Brad, you’re a real lifesaver.”
“What are friends for?” Georgie said, folding her arms with a satisfied grin. “Right, Brad?”
He swallowed, then looked at Kendall again. She was gazing up at him with those big, grateful brown eyes and…that was that. He melted—like the complete lovesick stick of butter that he was. Damn. He was so doomed.
“Sure, what are friends for?” he repeated.
Friends. Man, he was really starting to hate that word. His sister probably thought she was being cute—helpful, even. She didn’t know how torn he was over his feelings for Kendall, and his sister clearly was oblivious to Kendall’s residual feelings for Jake. Brad hated to leave her high and dry, so he’d make sure she would have the help she needed before he begged off the project. He’d ask around the station tonight.
Brad reached into his pocket to finger Georgie’s dating list for added support and knew right then and there exactly what he had to do. Tonight, he’d make use of that list and take the first step in finding himself a woman.
Chapter Three
“What do you think?”
Dee took her time glancing around the diner. Her gaze traveled from the water-stained floors to the cracks in the trim, then all the way up to the clouded mirrored walls. She finally turned to Kendall. “Well, I think this should keep you busy for a good long while.”
Kendall looked around the beaten-down dining room herself and her heart gave a little squeeze. Oh, gosh, what had she been thinking? The building was more of a mess than she remembered. Maybe she had rushed into signing the lease for this place.
Her face must have given away her torn thoughts, because Dee immediately wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
“Breathe, kiddo. In and out. There you go. It’s not really that bad.” Dee looked around again and flinched. “Okay…it is. But Brad will have this place in shape in no time. Plus, if you need anyone to help paint or anything, you can always count on me.”
Kendall blew her bangs out of her eyes and managed a shaky smile. “Thanks. I don’t know what I’d do without you guys. I think I may have bitten off more than I can chew right now.”
She looked again and was grateful Dee still held an arm around her, because she felt as if her legs were about to give out. This was such a huge risk, trying to open up a business. Was this really what she had said she wanted? Her mouth dried up and she was starting to get an airy butterfly feeling in the pit of her stomach. If she didn’t do something soon, she was going to wind up a puddle on the floor. She closed her