about her.
“Damn!” He threw down the paper and raked both hands through his hair. “We’re going for a run, Bubba.”
It was still dark when the two started down the road for the beach. Kyle pumped his arms rhythmically, punching the air in front of him. He picked up the pace, his breath coming in tortured gasps. And all the while, with the regularity of his heartbeat, came one word over and over. Annie, Annie.
What in the name of everlovin’ God was that about? He didn’t need a replay of high school angst.
LATER THAT MORNING, Kyle picked up the clipboard in his office and scanned the jobs in progress. He needed to check on the Swenson deck remodel and be at the Whites’ when the crew knocked out the kitchen wall. “Rita, I’ll be making the rounds today. You can catch me on my cell.”
“Not going to the Greer cottage?” Her voice was studiously neutral, but the cocked eyebrow gave her away.
“I’m sending Vince. Weather forecast looks good. He can repaint the front porch.” Geneva Greer surely wouldn’t expect him to handle that part of the job.
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