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Category: Romance/Mainstream
Description: Ginny's career revolves around taking care of homes while the owners are vacationing. But her newest client turns out to be an idiot who stays underfoot when his wedding trip is delayed?
eBook Publisher: SynergEbooks, 2010 SynergEbooks
eBookwise Release Date: July 2010

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [410 KB]
Words: 90516
Reading time: 258-362 min.

CHAPTER 2

Wayne Tyler was not in the best mood possible. His future bride had taken it upon herself to contact a house-sitting service, and he'd felt pressured into agreeing with her. Now total strangers would be taking care of the home he'd struggled for years to be able to afford. Admittedly he was very protective of it. To the point of obsession.

The phone conversation with teeny bopper Ginny had strung his nerves taught, creating the desire to bellow at someone. He'd naturally selected his housekeeper. Mrs. Martin hadn't put up with his pissy mood for one instant. She threatened to quit, or throw him outside on his butt, or both. So Wayne had cooled it, slightly. The black woman was one of the few people he trusted to know what was best for his home, and he didn't want to lose her. It was bad enough that she could just barely tolerate his fiancee. He shuddered to think about what would happen once the marriage took place. The two women would undoubtedly be at each other's throats constantly. Hopefully they'd learn to get along, eventually. Allowing Tanya to hire someone to replace Martin wasn't even a remote consideration.

The idea that he was about to leap into a first class disaster had leaped across his mind more than once. Martin had attempted to pound the message in with verbal fists. Her constant warnings about Tanya taking over his house was making him increasingly uncomfortable. After the breakup of his fifteen year old marriage, ten years earlier, child support payments had canceled his plans to make his dream home become a reality. Then, two years ago, the youngest of his three sons reached adulthood, which severed ties to the past. It hadn't seemed fair that he was good enough to pay for the raising of his children, yet not be allowed to see them. Marsha had moved to another state. Another kicker was that she had done such a good job alienating them against him, that not one of his sons wanted anything to do with him. She'd cheated her way through the years, and wound up their relationship by lying her head off and placing the entire blame of the failure of their marriage on him. Someday he hoped to put that right. So far he'd failed miserably. Because Marsha had married a lawyer, Wayne had been at a distinct disadvantage. They had succeeded in wrapping him in legal papers.

At last free from the debt of child support, he'd saved enough cash to purchase his land. It had all been a financial struggle for nothing, because his only living parent passed away, leaving him, as an only child, the entire, surprising net worth of over five million dollars. He hadn't even known that his old man was rich. Jacob Tyler had resided in a dilapidated subdivision, in a single wide trailer, on a postage stamp size lot, ten miles from the outer southwestern limits of Tucson, Arizona for as long as Wayne could remember. The home Wayne grew up in had been next door, and was destroyed by a runaway bulldozer an hour before his decision to move out on his own, at the age of twenty. Regardless, his old man's demise meant that gone were Wayne's hours of working in his automotive garage, a business he'd built up over the course of married life, as well as afterwards. Without the slightest hesitation, he had very enthusiastically taken his inheritance as soon as it cleared red tape eighteen months ago, and had the house of his dreams built. From ground breaking to finishing paint brush stroke, it had taken nearly a year.

It was at that time that lovely Tanya came into the picture, energizing his dozing sex life to the boiling point. Then withholding intimate contact, she'd thrown out the stumbling block of marriage. He'd procrastinated until she'd teased him into a horny frenzy. He proposed. Still, she held back the charms of her twenty-five year old body, but it didn't stop her from being as bossy as hell. She was taking his life over, one foothold at a time. He was experiencing an apparent sample of things to come. Thoughts had crossed his hazy mind that he was a fool to want a woman half his age. However, the fact that she was interested enough in him to accept his offer of marriage held the promise of making him forget advancing years. She considered him her property, and admittedly, had the same possessive feelings for his treasured home. Inasmuch as Martin's annual two week vacation coincided with their wedding, which was to take place at Tanya's grandparents' hotel in Honolulu, Hawaii, followed by a honeymoon on her grandparents' yacht, Tanya had insisted on the house-sitting service. Unfortunately for Wayne's peace of mind, the service she'd contacted was obviously some get rich quick scheme of a teenage girl. A punk who invited her boyfriend along for whatever kind of wild time they felt like having, in other people's homes.

Tanya or not, Ginny's House-Sitting Service was about to be canceled. At the cost of seventy-five dollars a day, Wayne Tyler wanted his home cared for, not wrecked.

As the bright red Corvette approached; (1) His snarl became more outlined. (2) Hands resting on his hips clenched into fists. (3) The five-foot eleven tower of determination tilted radically forward.

"And when I finish here," Wayne snarled malevolently, "Tanya will be told to keep her beautiful nose to herself. Gently though, so she won't change her mind about marrying me. That sexy blonde is going to be my new lease on life!"