Restoring Her Faith. Jennifer Slattery
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this man stepped out of? “Why, sir—” She donned a demure voice, placed a hand under her chin and batted her eyes. “—we women can do all sorts of difficult things. We can write our numbers, read books, and not just the ones with pretty pictures.”
The gentleman in the ball cap snickered, then covered with a cough.
Drake’s mouth flattened. “Fellas, can you give us a minute?”
“No problem.”
His friends sauntered off, and Drake faced her. “Look, I think we got off on the wrong foot here. But if we’re going to be working together, we need to find a way to get along.”
She released a breath, her tense shoulders going slack. She hated to admit it, but he was right. And she was better than this. So the man was infuriating and chauvinistic.
And handsome enough to land on the cover of an outdoorsman magazine.
“I agree.” She readjusted her ponytail. “But I can’t allow you or anyone else to remove those windows. The glass is much too fragile.”
“I see.” He scratched his jaw. “How about we work together, and you show me how?”
She wanted to protest, but at that height, and with the weight of those leaded panes, she’d need extra hands.
“Fine. But it’s imperative you follow my directions precisely.” Before he could respond, she spun around and marched back to her trailer for duct tape.
She returned to find him right where she’d left him—awaiting further instruction. A slight smile tugged her mouth. “Did you want to help me wheel the scaffolding against the siding?”
His gaze bounced from her to the unbroken window. “I’m not trying to tell you how to do your job or nothing, but that window looks just fine to me.”
“That’s why they hired me to restore the stained glass and you to remove bat guano.” According to Lucy, the summer before, they’d discovered the church had a bad infestation in the attic. Apparently they’d managed to get all the critters out a while ago, and prevent them from entering. But they hadn’t, as of yet, cleaned up the mess.
Though Drake probably had his crew taking care of that, while he did more important things.
Red blotches climbed up his neck. But, mouth set in a firm line, he complied.
Faith wasn’t exactly making friends. She needed to start playing nice, before she dug herself into a mess that not only cost her this job, but tarnished her professional reputation, as well.
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