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spackled. The progress in one day was
noticeable. Maybe he was in a hurry to get away from her crazy baggage.
    “With the
insulation and bug problems, I thought you would get behind, but you’re making
good progress.”
    “I called in a few more
men. I know you’re planning a party for the holiday. I don’t want to be the
cause of any delays, princess.” He ran tape along a seam.
    “Well, it wasn’t just
about the get-together. The place has been a little chaotic. I want my life and
house to get back to normal. I work better when everything is steady.”
    He pressed the tape
firmly into place and then dropped the roll in the box. He swiped his hand on
his pants leaving white chalky marks.
    It took a moment for
him to answer. Yani felt uncomfortable with his penetrating gaze. “Is that the
only thing important to you? Neatness. Following directions and work?”
    She put her
briefcase in the chair. “Isn’t that why we work, to make a living?”
    “Yeah, but it should be
something you enjoy, something that excites you to get out of bed in the
morning.”
    “Hammering all day does
it for you?”
    “Yes, hammering is fun. 
But it’s a small part of what I do. It takes planning, organizing and
imagination to complete a project.” He gave her his infamous smile as he walked
around the counter to stand closer to her. She wanted to touch him, feel his
skin, to see if the sizzle still existed between them or was her empty life
working her imagination overtime. It took extra fortitude not to move nearer to
him.
    “Before I begin
hammering, as you put it, I have to develop a plan and fine-tune it until I
come up with a design that works. Changing your kitchen was akin to working on
a canvas. It’s like art for me, creating something no one else has ever done. I
took your old, non-functioning bathroom and made it into something you can
enjoy using.” He swung his arms wide to encompass the kitchen. “When I’m
finished in here, I’m hoping I can say the same thing about it, too.”
    “Well Drew,” she
hesitated. “What you’ve done so far looks great.” She ran her hand along the smooth
quartz of her new kitchen island, admiring his work. The man knew how to use
his hands. Too bad he wouldn’t be using those hands to work a little magic for much
longer. Everything else about Drew was perfect; he almost had her panting and
he hadn’t touched her. She could feel his eyes on her as she moved around the
space.
    “Are you staring at
me?” she asked him when she caught him looking at her legs.
    “As a matter of fact, I
am.”
    “I think you are
supposed to lie when someone catches you.”
    “Normally, but for you
I wanted to tell the truth. I don’t make a habit of lying.”
    “Uh-huh.” Yani felt
like a schoolgirl, fumbling for the right words. She turned her back on him
and broke eye contact. If she didn’t get out of the kitchen soon she just might
rip his t-shirt off his tight abs and jump on him.
    “Am I making you
uncomfortable?”
    “Only a little. But
it’s okay.”
    “What’s okay, the fact
that I’m staring at you, or your level of comfort?”
    “Both.” She laughed as she
realized they were flirting. She wanted to stop flirting and listen to her
heart. With her parents living in Florida it should have been easier to ignore
their sobering advice. But Phoebe had listened to her father, and now she was
getting married to a wonderful guy. Maybe following her parents’ wishes would
lead her to the right man, too. But no one could do to her heart what Drew had
managed.
    “You have a beautiful
smile.”
    An uncomfortable silence
hung between them. Could he sense her desire and her reluctance? She averted
her eyes and tried to hush the demands of her body.
    Finally, he said, “I
think the new design will fit your lifestyle.”
    “Oh you do, do you?”
She leveled her glaze at him wondering why she felt so uncomfortable. Her brain
refused to function. Instead of his usual barbed responses, he