NAILED
Chapter One
Nothing, and I mean nothing, pissed me off more than having
people stand around watching me work. And right now I had
about a half dozen of them clustered around the pool's security
gate. Dressed in bikinis, one-piece swimsuits, and cutoffs, they
shuffled from foot to foot and chatted among themselves, praying
I didn't ruin their day.
You couldn't blame them, really, for wanting a swim-not
when it was 103 in the shade. But if they'd stop leaving their
shit in the pool to get picked up by the filter or sucked up the
drain, and stop burning up parts and ... Sweat trickled down
my cleavage. My head dipped under the weight of my ponytail,
the aforementioned heat, and a healthy dose of frustration.
I sighed and wiped my forehead with the back of my hand,
wishing I could go swimming today. August in Southwest Texas
was the equivalent of a vacation in hell-in more ways than one.
I'd about had it with doing apartment maintenance. Maybe it
was time for me to move on, find something less taxing. Something
cooler, like maybe being a supermodel.
I closed the cap on the poor drain thingy (techni ... read full excerpt from Nailed ebook
