The new furniture that Rachel had ordered should be coming in later today, tomorrow at the latest, so that just meant that the old furniture would have to go until she decided exactly what to do with it. She figured she could sell it to that second hand shop, but she wasn't quite ready to let it go yet. You never knew when you might need extra
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"Heya, Rachel... you redecorating?"
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Saved by the testosterone! Rachel promptly dropped the chair.
"I am! New furniture coming in; the place needed a bit of a facelift." She flashed a smile. "Care to lend a hand?"
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He rolled up his sleeves (which helped show off his arms) and waited for orders.
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Because if she was making lemonade, she couldn't lift things, you know.
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Then in one smooth motion (and drawing on his earthcrafting skills) he lifted it and moved carefully toward the indicated room. "Just anywhere?" he called over his shoulder.
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"What's next?" he asked as he walked back into the cluttered lobby.
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She probably didn't need to take this long with the lemonade, but what was the rush? Good things come to those who wait.
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Max was a professional soldier. He could haul furniture all day without really tiring himself out.
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"You just let me know when you need a break," she said. "I'll bring these right out. But a strong fellow like you, you could probably go all day."
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"You said something about lemonade?" he asked, using the back of his arm to wipe his forehead.
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