“I knew there were original hardwoods under this carpet,” Mia crowed. With fresh enthusiasm, she attacked the hideous shag with her razor knife.
Brax yanked a section free of the carpet tacks, giving her some heavy side eye as he dragged it back. “Remind me never to piss you off. You’re a little too practiced with that knife.”
She laughed. “I have a great deal of experience hacking up horrible carpet, and I’ve been dying to get to this part of the house. The sooner we get rid of the carpet, the sooner we can get to work on the fireplace.” And she had such big plans for the fireplace.
“Oh, I don’t know. I’m kind of gonna miss this carpet.” He waggled his eyebrows and shot her a heated look that had her insides turning molten.
She pressed her legs together as all the memories of that day
