Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 102620 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 513(@200wpm)___ 410(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102620 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 513(@200wpm)___ 410(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
I take a look around. “We’ll have to take the whole roof off and then probably reinforce the sides. Depending on what we find when we take the roof off, it will give us a better idea.” Emmett nods. “Then what are you going to do with it?”
“We want to make this a rehabilitation center for the horses until they are ready to be put out with the population.” He explains to me about the ranch that he is running now. It’s been in his family for a long time. They do equestrian therapy, and deal mostly with soldiers who come back from war and suffer with PTSD and domestic violence survivors. “So we are going to need stalls on both sides, and then in the back, we’d like to have an open area for the foaling pens.”
I nod. “It’s going to be a lot of work,” I tell him. “We’ll have to get a couple of cranes to come in and take apart the roof.”
“We know,” Charlie replies, “but it has to be done.”
I nod at him. “I’ll get you the quote by tomorrow, and you let me know.” I’m about to say something else when my phone rings, and I look down to see it’s Mikaela. “Excuse me,” I say, turning and walking out of the barn.
“Hey.” I put the phone to my ear. “What’s up?”
“Hey,” she says quickly. “You know that Victorian house you were eyeing for the past month on Preston Street?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, it’s just been sold, and the real estate agent just called us to ask if we would be willing to meet with the new owners.”
“Fuck,” I hiss, “I was thinking of buying the house and fixing it up.”
“You don’t have time. Now you can just fix it up, and everyone wins,” she returns happily.
“Yeah, okay,” I agree, and then she doesn’t talk. “What’s wrong?”
“Well,” she sings out the word, “the new owner is really keen on moving in right away.”
“Okay,” I reply, not knowing where she’s going with this.
“She said she’ll pay extra.” I start to groan. “I know the list is long, but if we move some things around…”
“We can’t do it,” I tell her, shaking my head. “We already have a waiting list.”
“This is your dream job,” she reminds me. “It’s going to be a huge undertaking, and you’re the only one who can do it justice.”
I hold the bridge of my nose. “I’ll have to call in some men from home.”
“Already on it,” she says, and I look up. “What would you do without me?”
“Fine,” I huff out, “tell her I’ll take the meeting.”
Chapter 4
Sierra
The phone rings from beside me on my desk, and then it rings on my computer screen, showing me Lilah is FaceTiming me. I move my cursor to the green accept button in the corner of the screen, waiting for it to connect before I say, “Hello.”
Her face fills the screen with a huge smile, and I see she’s at home. “Hey,” she says, her hair piled on her head as she leans on her elbows on the island.
I smile when I see Emmett come in and stand behind her, probably not knowing she’s on the phone, before hugging her and then kissing the side of her face. “Hi, Emmett.”
He looks at her phone, shocked. “Oh, hey, Sierra.” He looks at Lilah. “I’ll leave you two be,” he says, turning to leave but not before he smacks her ass.
She just shakes her head and watches as he walks away. She literally sighs before she looks back at me, and I can’t help but laugh at her. “Do you need to call me back?”
She closes her eyes and laughs at herself. “No, I’m fine.” She giggles. “I get him all the time anyway.” Looking over to where Emmett must be standing and winking at him.
“Good to know.” After all the time she’s been in love with him, I'm happy that the feeling is returned.
“How’re you doing?” I shrug my shoulders at her question. It’s been two weeks since my life was turned upside down. Two weeks I’ve felt like I’ve been living in a fog of sorts. The only thing I’ve been consistent in has been my work. I’ve been working all hours of the night when insomnia catches up with me. Which is why I now set my alarm clock for eight o’clock because I’m sleeping until noon and then staying up until four o’clock in the morning. It’s time to get my ass back into a routine.
“About the same. I don’t know what to think.” Lilah was the first person I called once I left my parents’ house. She didn’t understand a word I was saying and literally talked me through the sobbing. She was calm, and three hours later, she was at my door with a packed bag.