that came out of his mouth these days.
“Before we do this, I have to add the verbal disclaimer that I don’t think you should be helping me. For one, I’m bigger than you. Two, it may sound chauvinistic, but you are a woman and shouldn’t be lifting things this heavy.”
“No worries, I have help.” She gave him a devious smile. “Hey, sis, our new neighbor’s going to help us move the couch.”
Bo’s eyes widened when a woman came out of the apartment, dressed much sexier than her sister did in a tight, V-neck sweater that left nothing to the imagination. She had her hair up in a bun, immaculately manicured nails, and looked like the heaviest thing she picked up daily was a carrot. The kicker was that she was the identical twin of the first woman.
“Hello there, handsome.” She rounded the couch to get a better look at him. “I’m Autumn Waverly.”
“Autumn. My favorite time of year. I’m Bo.” He grinned.
“And this is my sister, Summer.”
Bo laughed to himself. His day just kept getting better. “Ladies, let’s get this couch into your new home. When you’re finished moving in I would be honored if you let me cook you a welcome-to-the-building dinner.”
“That sounds delectable,” Autumn cooed.
“But we’re pretty busy. Thanks for the invite,” Summer said.
“We don’t want to be rude to Bo,” Autumn countered. “It’s a nice gesture, and he can give us all the dirt on everyone in the building.”
“I’m a good cook, and I promise I have intimate knowledge of the goings on in the building.”
“It better be good. I’d hate to get food poisoning my first night in our new place.” Summer shot him a look.
Bo stroked his chin. “I promise. It will be a culinary party in your mouth.”
They managed to wrangle the couch inside their apartment, and after five changes of location, it was finally placed where Summer wanted it. Autumn was more interested in chatting. The contrasts between the two women amazed him. His experience with twins were the Martin sisters in high school and the most recent twins in his life: Connor and Colby. Colby was the angel. Everyone prayed Connor wouldn’t set any of the houses on fire.
The movers came back from their break and resumed their duties, so Bo excused himself so he could get ready to entertain. So much for sacking out, but this definitely made for a much better evening.
His cell phone pinged. It was Amber returning his call from the Executive Desires resort. He’d left a message that he was ready to book his trip, but now he wasn’t so sure. He might have a better time trying to figure out his gorgeous, and unusual, new neighbors.
* * *
Summer Waverly fiddled with the hem of her jean dress, trying to get it to cover her knees. After a grueling day of moving they should have been ordering a pizza and pigging out on the couch, not going to a dinner party at the hunk across the hall’s apartment. And he was a hunk. When he’d stood up from the couch, she hadn’t expected him to be six-foot-two and all muscle.
Although hectic, moving into a new home was the least of her troubles. Her company, NuWave Gaming, had just relocated their company headquarters to Dallas. It was a bold move, and she was fortunate that most of her employees were able to make the transition. The new location was a chance for the company to stretch its wings while it went through a huge expansion. The little company that had started out in her study was now a multi-million dollar juggernaut that was taking the electronics world by storm.
For seven years she’d nurtured her dream of creating innovative software, apps, and kick-ass video games. She worked the conventions and practically went door-to-door to every video game reseller she knew, looking to get her foot in the door of a male-dominated and competitive arena. Now she was in the spotlight as an up-and-coming businesswoman in a big way, and it frightened her. Thank goodness she had an
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