🎧🎶 "Silver Springs- Fleetwood Mac "

Saturday, a hot day, was busy for Joel, who had a pending repair and repainting project for his neighbor Mrs. Adler's kitchen. Joel and Sarah were going to the hardware store to buy the things Joel needed for his job, including those cans of paint and a special repair glue. Sarah rambling about the school project she was working on, while Joel listened as they walked through the store's paint aisle.

On the other hand, you were shopping for your new home, and you needed some things urgently, so as you walked through the paint aisle, you stopped to look at the palettes, considering if you had enough money to buy another paint and change that horrible lime green shade in your bathroom. Fleetwood Mac soundingin the background in the speakers of the store

Next to you was a young girl also looking at the paint colors. You accidentally knocked one over, and the young woman helped you by kindly giving it to you with a smile. It was the first kind act of your entire week since you moved, and it was nice when the people in Texas weren't such a crap.

"Thanks..." You smiled at the young woman, and she smiled back as she handed you the small palette of paint shades you'd dropped

"You're welcome..."

She answered and walked aside when her dad got up from his squatting position and you saw him...damn, the guy was handsome, dark brown hair, that navy blue shirt, and the tool belt. You gulped, embarrassed, and just nodded softly, like a friendly greeting. A sort of "Good afternoon." And your cheeks were slightly flushed from the embarrassment of having approved of the sexy man there.