Chapter 69



Girlfriend? Just days ago, he was all about dating me, talking about getting married, and then, he had a girlfriend. Thinking about how eager he seemed to settle down, I realized he must've moved on fast after I turned him down. That was just as well. It meant I could face him without awkwardness or worry.

I briskly tossed my lunch box into the trash can and waited for him.

Deborah came over in less than two minutes, not having finished her chicken parmesan, probably too bummed out about her crush being off the market to eat.

"Ugh," she sighed as soon as she arrived, "all the good ones are always off the market, aren't they? Not even a chance for a little flirt."

Her words had me cracking up. "Deborah, thank goodness you were born a girl. You'd bankrupt yourself chasing after people if you were a guy." As I said so, Ernest walked our way, wearing a black T-shirt, cargo pants, and leather boots, his posture exuding confidence. The man was a walking pheromone bomb.

"Hot damn!" Deborah exclaimed. "Look at that swagger. He's just, wow. Imagine getting a hug from those arms.'

I tapped her on the head with my finger. "Ease up on the daydreams, will you?"

"Seriously though, what kind of girl deserves a total catch like him? I'm curious," Deborah mused, unable to take her eyes off Ernest.

don't know. Why don't you ask Ernest yourself?" I

weren't perfect, I'd be in trouble. Deborah quickly followed, whispering, "Just being close enough to catch a whiff

my head. After two years of working together, I

got to work. Since Graham had emailed him the details, Ernest got straight to

clapped, sounding like

approached me and asked, "Where's your

"Huh?" I was confused.

het

the power supply. I need to check your current and

electrician to meet us

while I led Ernest to the electrical room. Both of

awkward silence,

thought

am. Part-time,"

and

A lighting technician with

There must be a reason, probably financial, for him to live in

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