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Dylan shouted from the hall. “What the devil are you doing in there?”

The last thing Glory wanted was for him to see the room before it was completely finished.

“Just having a new light fixture hung,” she said, joining him. “Is there something you needed?”

“Yeah, you.”

Glory’s breath caught and she stared at him. She felt warm deep inside.

“There’s some delivery guy downstairs” he said, frowning. “I need his truck out of my way, now.”

It took Glory a few beats to catch up. She felt like a fool. “Of course,” she said, hoping her voice didn’t wobble. “I’ll get the guys to unload it now.”

“Good.” Dylan turned and bounded down the stairs, leaving Glory wishing she could stop the lustful thoughts she was having about him. Dylan wasn’t interested in her. Except for a few rare moments, he’d been nothing but cold and unreachable. But as she called to the boys to come help, it took more concentration than it should have to slow the pounding of her heart.