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here, Peter," the foreman said. "I was just about to put it in and I didn't know which way was up."
    Peter cracked a smile for the first time all day. He narrowed his eyes and wagged a finger at the guy who spoke. "You know better than to test me first thing in the morning, Freddy." He gave Freddy a curious expression. "Have you seen Zack Martin?"
    "He's here," Freddy said. "He already got a look at the window."
    Peter sighed and shook his head. I couldn't tell whether or not he was happy about that. I assumed Zack Martin was the man who hired him, but I was still a bit confused. I decided not to ask any questions.
    "Is there anything I can do to help?" I asked, figuring that was the only acceptable one.
    He rubbed his own head, making his hair stand on end even more than it was already, then he pointed to a set of doors at the back of the sanctuary. "Go through those doors," he said. "You'll be in a hallway. The pastor and his family should be the only ones back there. Find Zack if you don't mind and tell him I'm here." Peter turned and immediately started informing some of the crew on things they weren't doing properly. He and Freddy were bickering as I walked across the sanctuary to find the man named Zack.
    I couldn’t help but think of Zack Callahan. I smiled about the name and the visions of the heartbreaker that formed in my mind upon hearing it.
    There were about ten doors off the long hallway. I hoped I'd be able to find the right person, since the last thing I wanted to do was let Peter Craig down. The first four or five rooms seemed like nursery or Sunday school classrooms. They were all dark and empty, so I just walked right by them.
    I came upon a room that had about five mothers with babies sitting around in a circle. I thought about Peter telling me the pastor's family should be the only ones here and wondered who these people were. One of the ladies looked at me when I walked by.
    I smiled and decided it'd be awkward not to state my business. "I'm looking for the pastor and his son—a man named Zack," I said.
    "I don't know if I'd call him a man ," one of the ladies said, giggling a little. She looked at another lady. "Is Zack a man yet?"
    All of them laughed. "I think when you make your first million you're a man," one of them said.
    The girl who spoke first turned to me with a shrug and a huge smile. "I guess he's a man," she said.
    "Do you know where he is?" I asked. "I'm here with the stained glass people."
    "Oh I heard about that," she said. "Is it getting put up today?"
    "Yes it is," I heard a deep voice say from over my shoulder. "And don't think I didn't hear you questioning my manhood in here," he said.
    I could hear them all laughing hysterically as I turned to face the person who'd come to stand behind me. He was not a man. I mean, he was a man, but not the type of man I expected. He definitely didn't seem old enough to commission Peter Craig to re-window a church. He couldn't be much older than me—25 tops.
    I gawked at him for a few seconds. He must have been the most gorgeous human being on the planet. He was ten times better looking than Zack Callahan, and until this day, I hadn't thought that was even possible. He had the same tall, dark, all-American look, but this Zack blew the other one completely out of the water.
    He was standing so close I was unable to function or think. My body physically couldn't handle the proximity. It was the first time I'd ever been stunned speechless by a guy. I stared at his chest to avoid looking at his face. He had on a t-shirt with some non-descript logo on it, and I traced the shape of it. I could feel blood trying to make it's way to my face, so I took a calming breath before I tried to spit out the words.
    "I'm here with Peter Craig," I said. I gestured down the hall as I cleared my throat. "He asked me to tell you he was here."
    Without another word, I took off down the hallway. I should have probably thanked the girls or not been in such an awkward