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sheet. It has their name, address, and phone number. Call her
up.”
    “ What?” Gabe’s heart rate
skyrocketed. “I can’t do that.”
    “ Why not?”
    “ I’ll look like a damn
stalker!” His thoughts flew to the day he followed Candace in the
parking lot. She looked ready to mace him and knee him in the nuts.
He could think of a lot more productive things he’d like done with
his nuts.
    “ You’re the one who said
she’s not showing any interest in you. It’s not like she’ll be
bursting down your door or calling you anytime soon. So, you take
the initiative.”
    Gabe stuffed his gym bag and racquet into
his locker. “Nah, it seems creepy, not to mention
unprofessional.”
    Phil pulled his sweat-soaked shirt off and
tossed it into his locker. “Nobody has to know what you’re doing.
Tell your secretary to pull the form. You can tell her you’re
responding to a complaint. Or whatever. Make up something. Hell,
don’t give an excuse if you don’t want to. What’s the point of
being an owner if you don’t use the company’s resources?”
    “ It’s an invasion of her
privacy.”
    “ Jeez!” Phil slammed the
door of his locker shut. “When did you become so
corporate?”
    “ When did you become such
a pussy hound?”
    “ In the tenth grade. But
I’ll tell you one thing: When I see a woman I want, I pull out all
the stops to let her know. I don’t just talk the talk. I walk the
walk, man.”
    Gabe ran a palm across his
shaved head. He did want Candace—or at least he wanted to get to
know her better. That day in class, standing behind her curvy ass
and inhaling the scent of her floral perfume was just too much for
him. He couldn’t resist dipping his head low to whisper in her ear.
It had been his undoing. For the rest of the class he’d had to
fight a stiff dick. Yeah, he wanted her. Too bad she hadn’t
returned the sentiment. She’d left so soon after class that day,
she was gone by the time he finished answering questions from the
other customers. Maybe he’d come on too
strong, but her snappy comebacks and wicked smile made him believe
she could handle him. He was curious to see whether he was
right.
    “ Okay,” he relented. “I’ll
do it.”

FIVE

    Toye frowned as she stared at the jagged
pattern of tile on the kitchen floor. “It doesn’t look the same as
when we did it in class.”
    Candace nodded. “I agree. There’s something
we’re not doing right.” They were halfway done, but already she
could see their handiwork didn’t have the neat edges. Some of the
tiles were loose too.
    Marlowe surveyed the floor. “We should keep
going,” she said. “This looks good to me.”
    “ I should have started
this project the moment class was over,” Candace pouted. “I should
not have waited a week. Now, I can’t remember all the
steps.”
    “ You couldn’t have started
any earlier. You were busy repainting and having the plumbing
upstairs repaired. You’d better slow down or you’re going to give
yourself a stroke.”
    “ I don’t have the luxury
of slowing down.”
    Ronnie spoke up. “I have a suggestion.”
    Candace shook her head, suppressing waves of
frustration. “I don’t want to hear it, Sis. I’m not giving up
control of this house to anyone else.”
    “ I’m not asking you to
give up control. I’m asking you to work smarter, not
harder.”
    “ Spending what little
money I have left to hire another contractor who might leave me
high and dry is not my idea of working smarter.”
    “ I know someone with
excellent qualifications who could do it,” Toye offered.
    “ Forget it. I already know
you’re going to say Gabe. Ever since we took his class, you’ve been
touting him like he’s the second coming. Gabe did this. Gabe did
that.” It was bad enough Candace had to listen to Toye ramble on
about Gabe during the day; at night, her thoughts were filled with
erotic dreams of him. “I don’t want to hear his name
again.”
    Toye shrugged.