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promise good show, but the inspector will have to wait.” He picked up a pair of jeans from the arm of the couch.
    No, dammit. “I’m leaving.” Her eyes inhaled the body in front of her one last time. Maybe she should rethink the no-serious-relationships rule she had going on. She’d really like to get serious with them abs. Who wouldn’t? She was only human. She turned to the door. Evil thoughts. The man would be her undoing if she didn’t get her head on straight and lose these damn evil thoughts.

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    Chapter Five
     
    Ski
    SKI WATCHED as the inspector poked at the holes in the walls, pulling wires and writing things down on the clipboard. The guy made his way through the house, and ended on the new front porch. Ski hadn’t been around for the inspection of the porch, but he wondered if it was always this intense.
    “Well, I got some bad news.” The inspector’s pen worked frantically over the piece of paper. He sat on the step that led down to the front walk. “You used indoor conduit here on the porch.”
    “But it’ll be covered by the overhang.” She looked at the offending cable. “You can use indoor cable if it’s covered by an overhang.”
    “Who told you that?” Doug Johnson laughed.
    “My school.”
    “Well, honey, you might want to get a refund. That’s not how things work in Cedar Glen.” He handed her a bill for today’s visit. Ski couldn’t make out the amount, but from what he’d seen so far of the construction business it was probably a lot.
    Anger. Frustration. Disgust. All her emotions stomped across her face as she leaned against the house. “I can get this done tonight. When can we schedule a re-inspection?”
    The guy rolled a finger over a calendar on his clipboard. “The earliest I can get back is Friday.”
    “Nothing sooner?” She tried to hide the aggravation, but her face was a wide-open book.
    “Friday at three. Take it or leave it.” The inspector stood up, glancing at his watch.
    “Take it.”
    “Good. See you then.” He walked toward his car.
    Ski watched Samantha pick at the wires and drop her forehead to the brick.
    “Dammit.” Barry whipped out his phone and punched some numbers. He stomped toward the side of the house. “Your father would never let this happen. This is what happens when children are left to run a business.”
    Samantha cleared her throat. Was she crying? Gowno , Ski was going to have to kick the shit out of the elderly today. “He was out of line,” he told her in a low voice.
    “No. He wasn’t. I messed up. I installed this. I should have double-checked with Bob before I did anything.”
    “Ms. Thunder, we have the appliances you ordered.” A man walked through the front yard, dodging plastic and tools.
    She stiffened her back and made an attempt at a smile. A poor attempt. “The kitchen is at the back of the house.”
    “I’ll show them where to go.” Ski jumped at the chance to help. To help Samantha. To help remove the worry pinching her eyebrows together.
    He led appliance guy around the house to the back door, and the guy pulled out a measuring tape and checked the opening. “Your new fridge won’t fit through this door.”
    “How about the sliding glass doors?” Ski pointed to the glass doors further down along the side of the building. Two years ago they’d driven a go-cart through those monster doors. Only cracked one pane of glass. Samantha still hadn’t fixed that yet, but he figured it was on her list of things to do.
    “Perfect,” the man said, so over they went to the sliders. They both stared at the dusty glass. On the other side, furniture was stacked to the ceiling. The pool table, ping pong table and the bar were shoved together. Metal and plastic chairs were stacked on top, forming a large pyramid covered with plastic sheeting. Okay, maybe not.
    The delivery guy shook his head. “We’ll never make it through there.”
    “There’s the front door.” Ski led the way back to the front of