The following day, Griffin brushed drywall dust off his hands on his way out of the kitchen. He wanted to check on the progress in the computer lab. Kendra had said he wouldn’t be able to bring kids here until they finished the house, but he might be able to convince her otherwise if the workspace, bathroom, and kitchen were done.
He got to the hall and heard it. Over the sound of tools, the laugh shot through his system. Indy’s here. He turned the corner and saw her smiling up at Kevin, his foreman and project manager. They both held identical cups of coffee.
Jealousy heated his blood. He glared at the carpenters and electricians who slowed their pace with similar cups of coffee and the chance to stare at Indy. When he reached Kevin and Indy, productivity picked up throughout the room.
