Chapter 8
It took them three hard days of labor to get the rest of the footings in place and Julie could feel the ache in every muscle.
No morning horse trainings because that precious hour before sunrise was one of the few chances to calculate what other supplies were needed. No pleasant evenings over a fine meal, because that’s when she was able to work on Emily’s office. No time for Nathan—which sounded like a good thing, but didn’t feel that way at all.
The midday temperature was up into the fifties, which reduced them all to shirt sleeves. Her hands throbbed from working the rebar despite the heavy gloves.
For three days she’d worked like a mad woman and successfully avoided three things: the question of her attraction to Nathan, Nathan himself, and sleep. Her mind had become an e
