that a joke, Miss Callie?” Hannah asked, a smug look on her face.
“No, it is not,” Callie retorted. “Let’s talk about something else besides the man who’s paying us to do this.”
“My daddy said you’d take up for him,” the other girl replied. “Since he’s paying you so much money and all.”
Callie stopped shoveling and stared over at the sassy teen. “Your daddy needs to keep quiet since he has no idea what I’m being paid. I have to work for a living, and Mr. Delacorte needed a gardener.”
“Well, your sister works for him, too,” the girl said, anger coloring her words. “And she’s engaged to that other man, Nick. So my daddy might just be right about you defending him. It’s like your whole family is depending on him or something.”
“Enough.”
They all turned toward the masculine voice that echoed out over the trees and water.
Tomas was standing about ten feet away.
And he was not smiling.
Chapter Six
Both girls lowered their heads and went back to digging dirt, but Callie dropped her shovel and walked toward Tomas. She didn’t need him running interference or scaring away her workers, even if they had been talking about him.
“They’re just confused,” she said. “Don’t be angry at them.”
Tomas walked right past her to the girls. “Excuse me. Could I have a word with both of you?”
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