Page 95 of Yours Actually
Slade
Where are you?I need to see you.
Olivia
Why?
Slade
I need you to help me choose an engagement ring.
Olivia
What?Why are you choosing an engagement ring?Have you learned nothing, Slade?Jesus.Stop with the engagement rings after a few dates!And don’t you have a sister or a mother or a friend who can help you with this?
Slade
Nope.This is why I need you, Olivia.You give me shit straight.Tell me where you are now.I’m coming to you.
Olivia
Do I really have to help you?
Slade
Your current location?
Olivia
Ugh.
I send him the address of my condo and tell him he’s only got half an hour before I won’t be there any longer.I then send him another text and tell him not to put his safety at risk in order to get there on time.
When I arrive at my condo, I find the disaster of disasters in my bedroom and I’m in the middle of a hot-mess moment when Slade arrives.
He takes one look at me when I let him in and says, “Fuck, who died?”
I fling my arm in the direction of my bedroom.“It’s in there.”I don’t manage to get any other words out.I think I’m all worded out.Callan was right about my contractor.I should have just hired his guy.
Slade heads into my bedroom.I hear his, “Fucking hell,” from my living room.Then, I hear, “What the fuck happened, Olivia?”
“I can’t come back in there,” I call out.“I’m just going to curl up on my couch and close my eyes and pretend everything is okay.”
Half a minute later, he’s standing in front of me.“I can fix that for you.”
I blink.“Huh?”
He jerks his chin toward my bedroom.“I can fix your bedroom.”
“Slade.There’s a massive hole in the wall between my bedroom and bathroom.The bathroom is destroyed and cannot be salvaged.I’m not sure anyone can fix it.”
“Well, I sure as fuck wouldn’t let the guy who did it back in to fix it, but it’s absolutely fixable.And since I grew up helping my dad build shit and then worked for him for a while, I can help.”
“What have you built?”It was probably a dog kennel.
He pulls out his phone and scrolls his photos until he finds what he’s looking for.Showing me, he says, “I helped Dad remodel his place this year.We did his bathrooms, kitchen, and laundry.”
“Wow.”I’m unable to hide my surprise as I look at the photos.“You did all that?”The work is top quality and the ideas they brought to life are impressive.