Colin didn’t think he could be more exhausted. They’d been working what felt like forty-hour days. He’d had to carry his own weight at both O’Leary’s and The Irish, but it was worth it. After that initial day of cleaning, Elizabeth seemed to be warming up to him.
As warm as she seemed to ever get, anyway.
She still insisted on wearing business suits, stiff and pristine, every day while he wore his usual jeans and T-shirts. They talked, mostly about bar business. Every time he broke through her defenses, she’d relax and smile until she caught herself having a good time. Then sometimes he’d catch her watching him. Of course, when caught, she’d scowl. He didn’t know what to make of the woman or their mutual attraction, so he focused on the bar.
The place was almost finished. The best part
