Charlotte stood back and admired how clean the front of the house now looked. “The rock is perfect,” she said. “You were right.”
Dawson pulled off his work gloves as he turned toward her. The man was muscle and machine, as he never stopped working. They’d spent the morning laying the weed barrier, and he’d come with her to drop off her paperwork and buy her car.
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