As soon as his lower body shifted back to legs, he jumped down, grabbed the towel on the shelf beside him, dried off, and put on his robe.
Watching her out the window again, he was happy to see Lillian Chou helping the movers carry some of her things upstairs to her new apartment.
Good.
She wasn't lazy.
Perhaps she wouldn't be high maintenance and could fix a leaky faucet herself.He strode to the bedroom to get dressed so he could greet her and fill her in on some of the finer points of living in their neighborhood.
So far, Jules had been lucky. Nothing in the old building had broken, and no one had needed much of anything.
But to get the job as the building's super, he'd had to pretend to be handy. God forbid something really went wrong.
She had received her keys from him when she'd seen the place and given him the security deposit and first month's rent in lovely, spendable cash.
