Page 52 of Miracle


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The three of us took a moment to admire our work in the late afternoon sun.

“Think the Gibsons will love it enough to promote it?” Arlo asked, wiping sweat from his face with his discarded T-shirt, as he waited for me to answer before tucking it into the

waistband of his worn jeans.

I didn’t check out his chest, or the sheen of sweat, or the way his muscles bunched when he moved, or the way he smiled at me.

I did, but not so anyone would notice though.

Instead, I grinned at the building, proud of what we’d built. “Yeah, they will.”

“We rock,” Dan said.

“Yep we do. Let’s call it a day,” I announced.

Dan left as if his tail was on fire, eager to get home to his girlfriend and daughter, which I didn’t begrudge at all.

“We could use the same technique on the Lassiter project,” Arlo mused, hands on his hips, staring up at the roofline of a building that was a twentieth the size of the Lassiter house. Lassiter was the biggest project I’d taken on so far, less a summer house and more a full-grown studio space with kitchen, bathroom, and gym. I’d had sleepless nights over what team I pulled into it, itemizing each length of wood and brick we’d need.

It was a given that Arlo would second me, watching over all the contractors we’d signed up, but what if he took on the load of a partner, what if I halved my worries and doubled my love life, and…

“You okay?” He nudged me.

“Drink?” I passed him a bottle of water from the cooler.

He drank half of it without stopping, water spilling past his lips and trailing down his neck. He tipped the remainder over his head, running the fingers of his free hand through his short hair, making it stand on end.

Now, I was staring, and I didn’t even hide it, as water trickled down his chest, tracing a cold path down to his soft belly before soaking into his jeans.

How many times had I wished I was any water that got the chance to travel down his body? God, and now I could lick every part the water touched.

“Jax?”

I snapped back to see him staring at me as I stared at his groin.

“I’m good. It’s all good.” I rummaged in his backpack “Here, put this on before I jump you.” I tossed him his spare Byrne Construction T-shirt.

He caught it, took off his ball cap, and shrugged the shirt on over his chest, smoothing it down, a hint of pride in his expression as he traced the name of the company.

“Can’t have the house owners coming down and finding me half naked.”

“Maybe if they found you half naked, they’d order more work.” I winked at him.

He dipped his head and pretended to be very interested in the pile of wood offcuts we needed to remove.

“We’d get more if it wasyounaked,” he said and patted his tummy.

Something shifted inside me. He looked so damn… gorgeous. I stepped into his space, and he didn’t move back, and I cradled his face because he deserved for me to say it again, and again.

“I love how sexy you are,” I whispered and kissed him, feeling the heat in his face. When we parted, he was lost for words.

He gathered up tools as I rolled up the specs and threaded them into the tube as he loaded his truck. I took a moment to shoot some photos of what we’d achieved for our social media.

“Good call on the changes today,” I said, as we headed home.

He shot me one of his proud smiles. “Thank you.”

And I was as certain as before we started this whole relationship thing, I wanted to add his name to my company and make him a partner.

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