Page 36 of Wicked Debt


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Probably, though I wondered how much people would care what the break room at their trucking company looked like.

I tried to swallow down bitterness at the fact that I was paying off a debt that didn’t leave me enough money for a new pair of shoes, but there were funds for no-cost vending machines and high-end computers.

Again, told myself it didn’t matter.

Besides, Todd was probably right.

There were intangible benefits to the place looking nice, and I was certain the drivers would appreciate a place to refresh between loads.

I nodded, probably trying to reassure myself more than Todd. “Well, I like what you’re doing.”

“Um…” Todd said, shifting his weight from one foot to the other.

I smiled at him, hoping I was encouraging. “What is it?” I asked.

He locked eyes with mine and then seemed to make a decision. “How about we get dinner one evening, and I can tell you more about what I have in the works?” Todd said.

He shifted his weight from foot to foot again, and I couldn’t help but find it adorable.

So, I pretended I didn’t feel the trepidation that was gathering in my gut.

“I’d like that,” I finally said.

Todd smiled, and I did too.

Tried to ignore the pit in my stomach.

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