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action has a reaction. I’m sure your father reinforced this with you as a child.”
    Avery had indeed heard this statement more than a few times in her lifetime, but she shrugged her shoulders at Preston, not willing to admit it to him. Avery didn’t like the prospect of being stuck at this man’s house with nothing to do but clean. But again, he was an attorney and her father agreed, which means he must have checked out. Her father wouldn’t put her in someone’s house without doing a background check. And chances were good, if she didn’t cause any trouble, that after a few days she would be able to do what she wanted and manipulate the situation. It would only be a matter of time before she would be watching Pretty Little Liars all day on Netflix. At least Preston was easy on the eyes; it wouldn’t be too hard to be stuck with him for six months. She might even have some fun trying to seduce him. Avery wondered if he had a girlfriend — there was no ring, so he wasn’t married.
    “So, Miss Avery, are you agreeing to the terms? Are you staying at my house, cleaning and organizing and obeying the simple rules that’ll be required of a civil guest in my happy abode?” Preston smiled her way, showing a glimmer of humor.
    “I’ll agree. If I have any questions or concerns, I want to be able to call my father. Is that going to be allowed?”
    “Yes. Absolutely. Your father said he’ll keep in touch and I told him that you’ll call at least once a week or more, the first couple weeks. I think it’ll make the transition easier for him and for you.” Preston then handed her some documents and a pen. “We’ll have you sign some legal papers agreeing to the rules and signing that your pay will be forwarded to the County for the six month period ending December 29th, 2014. Your father said he’ll cover the rent for your apartment while you’re at my house. You have a very generous father. I hope you treat him well for all the graciousness he’s shown you.”
    Avery knew better than to answer that question, she could feel a lecture coming on and the last thing she needed was a lecture. What she really needed was a shower!

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 4
     
    Preston helped Avery into his Mercedes. “Buckle up, please.”
    Avery rolled her eyes, but she didn’t fight it. Buckling in, she looked around his vehicle. “Has a French fry ever been in this vehicle?”
    “No.” He looked at her, shocked. He never allowed food in his vehicle. “Food belongs at a table with appropriate utensils. Not in a vehicle — and that includes drinks.”
    He quirked an eyebrow at Avery. She was a little too carefree for him. He was pretty sure she would destroy a vehicle, if given time.
    “God, you’re like an old woman, aren’t you? Well, that should be good news for me. That means your house won’t have clutter.”
    Before he put the car into gear he turned and stared at her, making sure he didn’t break his stare until she looked away — then, and only then, they started their thirty minute ride to Old Hickory.
    He loved his new town. The town was named after President Andrew Jackson, a.k.a. “Old Hickory” and it was filled with history — quaint, quiet and friendly. Preston’s homestead was just far enough from town that he didn’t have to deal with the gossip, but close enough that he could get groceries or supplies without packing a lunch.
    “No, I don’t like clutter, Avery. But, I think you’ll be surprised when you see the house — it’s pretty dirty. I definitely need the help of a maid.” Preston paused looking at her and smiling. “I’ll really appreciate all your help cleaning the house, as well as it being a consequence for your actions last night. The elderly couple that had this house before were ill the last couple years of their lives and were unable to clean. The house is filled with antiques, old books, pictures, and tools. What I would like to do is to organize these items and