have the day planned, and we can figure it out then.” He shot Paige a wry grin. She’d tried, and he was grateful for the help. He rose from his chair and stretched. “We’ve done enough for today. There are a few orders ready to go. Tomorrow we’ll walk through the process together. I’ll let you deal with dispatch while I sit next to you in case any questions come up.” Paige put her things away and shut her computer down. Coryfollowed suit. She glanced at the clock. “Wesley’s sister is picking me up at five. I’d better head downstairs. I told her to come in through the alley.” “Oh?” Ted stepped back so she and Paige could walk out of the office ahead of him. “Are you two going out on the town tonight?” “Hardly.” She chuffed out a breath. “She’s coming to the carriage house for dinner. Thanks again for the Crock-Pot, by the way.” “Sure.” By the time they got to the stairs, the sound of voices and laughter drifted up. One of them decidedly feminine. “Brenda’s here.” Cory grinned and hurried down to the first floor. “Gotta go protect the production crew.” Huh? Curious, Ted followed. He stepped into the room to find a gorgeous, curvy blonde in the midst of a circle of enraptured men. Kyle Reeves leaned against his workbench as if his legs wouldn’t hold him, and he wore a stunned look while two of the finishing crew teased and flirted with the newcomer. “Hey, Bren,” Cory interrupted. “Did you meet everyone?” Brenda’s glance brushed over Kyle and swung back to the guys who were flirting with her. “TreVonne and Kenneth introduced themselves when we came in together, and I met the other two production guys as they left. This one’s kind of shy, though.” She shot Kyle a wry grin. “He hasn’t said a word.” Kyle’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he turned to rearrange the tools on his workbench that didn’t need rearranging. Ted felt sorry for the guy. He knew the feeling. “That’s Kyle. I’m Ted Lovejoy, and this is Paige Malloy. You’re Wesley’s little sister?” “Yep.” She gave Ted a dazzling smile and held out her hand. “I’m Brenda Holt. It’s nice to meet all of you. I was just telling the guys here I’d be happy to give them a veteran’s discount on haircuts.” Ted shook her hand. “That’s nice of you.” Brenda fished around in her purse and pulled out a bunch of business cards. “I’m happy to do it.” She placed the cards on the edge of the table saw next to where Kyle worked. Her eyes flitted over the flustered guy for a second and then darted away just as quickly. She turned to Ted. “Call me for an appointment anytime.” Ted stuffed his hands into his pockets, once again feeling like the odd man out. “I’m not a veteran.” “Doesn’t matter.” Brenda’s gaze swept the room. “My offer is meant for everyone involved with Langford & Lovejoy.” She turned to Paige. “I’d really love to get my hands on your hair. It’s gorgeous.” “Thanks.” Paige reached for one of the cards. “Did you style Cory’s hair?” “I did.” “I really like the cut. It’s perfect for her.” “That’s my specialty, finding the right cut to bring out my client’s best assets.” “Are you ready to go?” Cory slung her purse strap over her shoulder. “I’m starving.” Brenda turned her dazzling smile on the guys one more time. “It was great meeting all of you. Tell Wes I’m sorry I missed him.” She followed Cory out the back door. Kyle snatched one of her cards from the table saw and stuffed it in his pocket. Ted grinned. “Are you going to get your haircut at”—he picked up a card—“the Hair Apparent Salon in Evansville?” “Maybe I am, kid.” Kyle shrugged without meeting his eyes. “She’s Wesley’s sister. We all gotta get our hair cut now and then. May as well give her the business.” “What’s that about my sister?” Wesley stepped into the room with Rex at his