Woman in Hot Water [Wet and Willing 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Berengaria Brown Read Free Book Online Page B

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    Kendra sighed and dropped her notebook and pen into her purse then looked up to start her engine. Instead she gave a little scream. Osborne was standing in front of her car, his arms crossed, his legs spread wide apart, and a deep scowl on his face. She wound down her window. “What’s biting you? And can you please move out of the way. I’m due at the trailer park in twenty minutes.”
    “What trailer park? We’re coming, too,” said Osborne.
    “But—” She shook her head and opened the passenger door for Jordan who was leaning against it. She knew them both well enough to understand that there was no sense in wasting her breath arguing. Once Osborne decided something, nothing swayed him from his path. She twisted her arm backward and opened the rear door for him. “Get in then.”
    “What trailer park?” Osborne repeated.
    Kendra grinned. Yep, that was Osborne. Like a dog with a bone, and stubborn as a mule. Once he got on the track of something, nothing distracted him. “I’m spending today looking at apartments. The next one is in a trailer park off Highway Four.”
    “You’re leaving us?” Jordan sounded strange. Almost—hurt. Surely not. They must really be looking forward to her leaving and having their home back to themselves. Kendra flicked her eyes to Jordan, but he was looking straight ahead. She’d likely imagined the tone. Misunderstood.
    “That’s been the plan all along, to get my own place. I’ve seen a few that are doable.” Kendra refused to mention the horrendous amount of cleaning that would need to happen before she could use the bathroom or kitchen at the apartment that was number one on her list. But it was only three miles from the Aquatic Center, a distance she could easily skate or ride a bike, and realistically, she was going to have to sell her car to pay the bond. So lots of boiling water and a scrubbing brush were in her immediate future.
    “Why are you looking at a trailer all the way out here?” asked Osborne as they sped down Highway Four.
    “It’s affordable,” she replied.
    “You know, you don’t have to rush away from us. You could stay a few months until you’ve saved enough bond for a nice place,” said Jordan persuasively, apparently having guessed her reasons straight off, in that perceptive way he had.
    “No I can’t. I like working for you, and it’s totally inappropriate for an employee to be living with you as well.” As she said it, Kendra suddenly wondered if they’d terminate her employment. To them, it might seem like the obvious solution, but where would she ever get another job?
    She must have tensed up when she spoke because Osborne’s big hands massaged her shoulders gently. “It’s okay. I’m not going to sack the only person who’s ever managed to get the rosters sorted out so everyone is happy,” he said gently.
    “It’s easy. Anyone with half a brain could do that.”
    “How come no one before you managed it, then?” asked Jordan.
    Kendra grinned, feeling happier again, and turned onto the dirt road into the trailer park. Hmm. Dirt. That would make skating problematical. She’d have to buy a bicycle after all, although it’d be a hell of a ride each day from here. But if it was a lot nicer than the dirty apartment…
    The trailer was tiny, but quite clean, and it didn’t matter that there was no bathroom in it because she could shower at the Aquatic Center to avoid using the coin-in-the-slot showers at the trailer park. Hell, she’d need to shower by the time she’d ridden a bike that far each morning anyway! And if she washed her underwear at work, that’d save on laundry costs, too. As long as she could get more than five hundred dollars for her car, she was good to go.
    “I like it very much. I just need to check a few things, and I’ll get back to you tomorrow,” she told the realtor.
    They all climbed back into her car, Osborne in front this time. “I need to drop you back at the Aquatic Center. I’ve