Marina bit her lip as she watched Mike working with Geoff. The day had warmed up, and he had removed his jacket and sweater. The black short-sleeve shirt he’d worn under his sweater clung to his body, highlighting his broad chest and flat stomach.
A light blush heated her cheeks when Mike turned his head as if feeling her gaze and caught her staring at him. She whispered to one of the other young girls who had come to sit with Erin while Marina helped prepare food for the younger children.
“You like him,” Erin observed.
Marina flushed and pursed her lips together when several of the other girls giggled. She drew in a breath, released a loud sigh, and scowled at the other girls who were now watching her. Her gaze moved back to Mike where he was tying off a section of the wall he and Geof
