Dutch couldn’t hold back a laugh at the oven mitt comment. She shrugged her shoulders and nodded a little. “Well, take comfort in knowing that some people find big hands attractive.” A smile formed on her lips. Was she flirting? Maybe a little. She mentally scolded herself for breaking the ‘just business’ rule she’d set for herself just a minute ago.
“History buff, then?” She eyed him curiously, trying to figure out what his story was. There was more to him than what was on the surface. He wasn’t just an ordinary exterminator.
She watched him and as he walked to that other wall she found herself following him, watching carefully as he inspected everything. “It was here when I moved in, but that was just a year ago. They must have replaced it before I came along.” Dutch folded her arms across her chest, wrinkling her eyebrows as she eyed the wall.
“Where would they be coming from?” She asked, regarding her furry houseguests.
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Date: 2015-10-01 01:42 am (UTC)“History buff, then?” She eyed him curiously, trying to figure out what his story was. There was more to him than what was on the surface. He wasn’t just an ordinary exterminator.
She watched him and as he walked to that other wall she found herself following him, watching carefully as he inspected everything. “It was here when I moved in, but that was just a year ago. They must have replaced it before I came along.” Dutch folded her arms across her chest, wrinkling her eyebrows as she eyed the wall.
“Where would they be coming from?” She asked, regarding her furry houseguests.