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okay," he said
quickly.
    "How much an hour?" she asked
hesitantly.
    "Eight bucks an hour?" he suggested,
liking the idea more and more. It would certainly free up his load
and let him enjoy what little free time he had. This could
definitely work for him. Too bad she couldn't cook. "Actually, even
if my uncle does give you the job you can still have this one to
earn extra money."
    He could tell the prospect of having
extra money appealed to her, but she was trying not to let him
know.
    "Ten dollars an hour," she finally
said.
    "That's highway robbery!"
    "No, that's the price for going near
your dirty drawers."
    "Fine," he said on a long drawn out
sigh, pushing away from the counter. She did have a point after
all. "You can start after your interview."
    "Okay," she said, nodding. "What do
you need done?"
    "I need you to go grocery shopping, do
a load or two of laundry and a little light cleaning," he said,
trying not to frighten her with the truth. She'd learn soon enough
what hell awaited her and by the time she'd discovered the truth
she'd already be set on earning some extra money. Plus she was
desperate for work, so she really shouldn't be complaining about
his pigsty. Instead she should thank him.
    "That doesn't sound too bad," she
murmured, pulling out a pen and a pad of paper. "Write down what
you need and I'm going to need money for the grocery shopping," she
said, sounding embarrassed.
    "Don't worry about it," he said,
taking the pen from her and writing his list down quickly. "You
never told me why you left your window down last night," he
reminded her.
    "The window came off its track again
and I think it broke inside of the door," she said, trying to peek
over his shoulder at his list. "I'm going to have to bring it by
the garage today."
    He should just let her do that, but he
knew how much those places charged for that shit. "No," he said,
shaking his head and handing over his list so he could pull his
wallet out. "I'll fix it over the weekend. Until then place a few
towels and a trash bag over the car seat when you're using the car
otherwise let it dry out. You can use my rug cleaner to suck the
water out of it this afternoon," he said, handing her his grocery
money. He really needed to move his ass now or he'd be
late.
    "Thanks," Zoe mumbled absently as she
frowned down at his grocery list. "You didn't write
anything."
    "Yes, I did," he said, pointing to the
one word he wrote.
    "Everything," she read out loud, lips
twitching. "So helpful."
    "That's just the kind of guy I am," he
pointed out, knowing in time she'd come to realize how lucky she
was to have a landlord like him.

Chapter 5

    Maybe this wasn't such a good idea,
Zoe thought as she stepped out of her car and looked around the
large construction site. She didn't know anything about
construction. Absolutely nothing. On top of that she was pretty
sure the bad reference she was no doubt going to get would
guarantee that she didn't get this job or any job for that
matter.
    Perhaps she should just get in the car
and be content to work part time for Trevor while she tried to
figure out how to get a job without having to give a
reference.
    "Move your ass!" a rather large man
standing in line for the coffee truck barked, startling the hell
out of her.
    Yeah, definitely not the place for
her, she thought as she opened her door to get back in her squishy
car. Maybe if she did a really good job he'd-
    "Are you Zoe O'Shea?" a large man with
short silver tipped jet black hair asked as he paused by her car.
She quickly took in his good looks, large build, the laugh lines
around his eyes, button down shirt, khakis and clipboard and had a
pretty good idea who this man was.
    "Mr. Bradford?" she asked, stepping
away from her car, hoping he hadn't seen her little escape
attempt.
    He held his hand out to her. "Jared,"
he said, gesturing towards the double wide office trailer with a
nod as she shook his hand. "Why don't we go inside and
talk?"
    "That sounds great, thank you,"