Chapter 5

“But—” Max started.

“Look, if what you want is someone who comes in and makes your cabin a copy of a picture in a slick magazine, then you don’t want me. I’ve been doing this long enough to know if I do that, it will just make you miserable. Once you wrote the check to me, you’d want your money back. Been there, done that, Max.” I closed the netbook cover with a snap.

I turned my back to the giant with his belligerent stance and crossed arms. I started back down the steps to the truck as I stuffed the computer into my bag.

“Okay. Whatever. We’ll do it your way,” Max said grudgingly.

I turned and looked at the man who was even bigger now I’d gone down the steps. I sighed in exasperation. Did I tell him how to do his job? No. Then why couldn’t he let me do mine?