"Seriously, Laura. I can't thank you enough." Erik said, looking overwhelmed. "It may not seem like a lot to you, or to others. I mean, it's just some drawers and some cleaning. But this is gonna save me. I haven't had time to do anything but eat, sleep, feed babies and work since the twins came. And even the sleep is in pretty short supply." He quirked a smile my way. "Seriously, thank you. This is huge, I feel like a weight has been lifted off me."
"You're welcome." I finally said, emotion welling up. "Now, should we get started on your living room?"
He laughed, "no rest for the wicked?"
"No rest when there's mess," I corrected with a cheeky smile.
"Then lead on, Queen of Clean."
"And cut," Liv called. I snapped back to, suddenly reminded of the camera crew.
"That was great guys, let's reposition in the living room. You've got five for a break while we get sorted."
Erik reached out, capturing my hand before I could walk away. "Queenie, seriously. Thank you."
I made a dismissive gesture with my hand. "Anyone can do this."
"But you did it for me. And for my boys. And that means something."
I tried to reply but found myself at a loss for words. Erik's expression was deadly serious, his gratitude palatable.
"Any time," I finally said.
He squeezed my hand and then let it go. "Guess we're in the living room?"
"Uh, yeah." I replied. "Just give me a minute."
I made my way to the bathroom, splashing a little water on my flushed face.
Damn, that man is trouble.
And yet, I didn't want to stay away.
Silly girl.
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Chapter Six
Laura
On Friday, after a little over a week of constant filming, the camera guys stood down, leaving Erik and I with an empty house for the weekend.
"Pizza tonight?" He asked, shutting the door on the last crew member.
"Perfect," I answered, reaching down to scoop up a rag someone had left behind.
Erik's house was slowly coming together. We'd cleaned the kitchen from top to bottom, reorganized his cabinets, and worked at streamlining his functionality in the kitchen. He'd already seen the benefit after a fairly hectic night with the twins, who'd both picked up a mild bug.
"God," he scrubbed a hand over his face. "I'm wrecked."
"Why don't you have a—" my suggestion was broken by the screaming of a baby. He sighed, straightening and moving to the stairs.
"Coming buddy," he yelled, taking them two at a time.
I hesitated, there was only Ulf's cry this time and I decided not to go up and offer assistance. Instead I went to the laundry room and took care of the piles of clothing, making a mental note to focus here next.
Many didn't know it, but a well-organized laundry could save people hours out of their week. Also, pro-tip, buy wrinkle free clothing. Unless you were going to a business interview or needed to wear a suit week-on-week, investing in wrinkle free clothing freed you from a life of ironing. Best. Tip. Ever.
