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How he knows this, I don’t know, but he’s right.
“Usually, I’m not, but this might be out of my hands if the sink is broken. I need water to continue cleaning.”
“If I can’t fix it, I can always run a hose over here from the garage, so you at least have water. It’ll be cold, but it’s better than nothing.”
“Seriously, you’re already doing more than enough.”
“I don’t mind helping. Isn’t that what neighbors do?”
“Rescue their neighbors from heavy objects and leaky faucets?”
“You were handling things fine before I came along.”
“I was making a mess.”
He lets out a low breath and doesn’t respond to my statement, instead saying, “It looks like the washer’s gone.” He emerges from under the sink. “I have a couple spare at the garage.”
“Really, I can’t take your washers.” I realize how ridiculous I sound the moment the words leave my mouth, but there’s no taking them back. “Honestly, Jared, you’ve already done more than enough.”
“I said I’d fix it, so I’ll fix it.”
He straightens from the floor and I can’t help but notice how the thick muscles in his arms bunch as he moves. I also can’t help but notice how flipping tall the man is. He towers over me.
“Really—” I start, but he cuts me off.
“I’ll be back in a minute.”
And with that, he disappears through the door that leads to the front of the store. I stand, a little unsure of what to do with myself until he returns and holds up the small piece of rubber I need.
“This’ll stop your leak,” he assures me.
“All righty then.”
He disappears back under the sink and I take a moment to appreciate how good his legs look in those coveralls.
I’m ogling. Again.
I snap my gaze away and try to focus on a spot on the wall, far from him.
“How’d you learn to do plumbing?”
“I renovated the house when I first got married. The plumbing was a disaster. I had to learn how to do it, or find thousands of dollars to get it fixed.”
“Ah, well, I’m grateful you did learn, because otherwise I’d be in trouble right now.”
“I’m sure you’d figure it out on your own if you had to.”
I would because that’s the kind of person I am. I don’t give up easily.
“Right, that looks about done,” he says, pulling his shoulders out. “I’ve just got to turn the main water pipe back on and make sure it doesn’t drip.”
He turns it on. Then returns to check for any more leaks. After a moment, he says, “It’s dry.”
Relief floods me.
“Thank you so much.”
“Don’t mention it.”
