brow as she hurried away.
An odd sensation settled in Maggieâs chest when she saw a warm smile spread across Joshâs face at Amandaâs approach. When the woman placed a protective hand on each of her sonsâ shoulders, he said something that made her laugh, and Maggieâs heart flipped right over. The jealousy-tinged reaction was disconcerting.
âLooks as if theyâre getting along just fine,â she said to Dinah, unable to keep a certain edge out of her voice. âDid I get it wrong, after all? Was that what you had in mind? Not matchmaking for me, but giving Amanda a house and a man to go with it?â
Dinah gave her a knowing look that came from years of being able to read Maggieâs innermost thoughts. âWhat exactly are you seeing when you look at those two, Maggie?â
âTwo people who are flirting with each other,â Maggie said, then couldnât resist adding, âitâs a little unseemly, donât you think? Didnât Amanda just lose her husband?â
Dinah merely grinned. âThe accident was almost a year ago and last I heard, flirtingâs not a crime. Maybe you should give it a try, Maggie. You used to excel at it. A flirtation might loosen you up.â
âAnd who would you suggest I flirt with? Iâm sure you have someone in mind. If not Josh, it must be someone around here. Caleb, maybe? Didnât you learn anything after hooking me up with Warren? Caleb seems sweet, but Iâm not cut out for the steady, reliable type.â
âI didnât have anyone in particular in mind, to be honest,â Dinah said with just the right touch of sincerity. âAnd it doesnât matter who you flirt with. Just do it. You need to get your blood pumping again.â
âMy blood is pumping just fine,â Maggie retorted irritably.
Dinahâs grin spread as she glanced pointedly from Maggie to Josh and Amanda, then back again. âWhy, yes, I believe it is. Jealousy sometimes has the same effect.â
With that insightful barb, Dinah sashayed off, leaving Maggie wondering how fast her blood would race if she decided to strangle her best friend.
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Josh spotted the purposeful glint in Maggieâs eye from halfway across the yard. Heâd actually been surprised when sheâd shown up at the building site this morning. Heâd been doubly surprised when sheâd taken on the lunch assignment without a complaint and done a fine job of it. The coffee had been hot, strong and plentiful. The thick sandwiches had been served on paper plates decorated with little slices of fruit. There had even been homemade brownies for dessert, which suggested sheâd been out to prove that she could handle any assignment, no matter how disagreeable, with grace and aplomb.
Now, however, with most people leaving for the day, she looked as if all those words sheâd no doubt been biting back since their first meeting were right on the tip of her tongue. He braced himself to tune out the expected harangue.
âIâm surprised youâre still here,â he said when she planted herself in front of him. âI thought youâd take off the minute your assignment was done.â
âWe need to talk.â
He wiped the sweat from his brow with a bandanna and resigned himself to letting her have her say. âWhat about?â
âMy capabilities versus your insulting view of women.â
Josh grinned despite himself. âIn that case, I think I could use something cold to drink.â Without waiting for her response, he headed for a cooler and pulled out an icy can of soda. âWant one?â
âNo, thank you,â she said primly.
He shrugged. âSuit yourself.â He tilted the can and took a long, slow swallow. Drops of ice-cold water dripped from the can and fell on his overheated flesh, which had warmed a few more degrees since Miss Maggie had stepped into his line of vision. The effect she
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