Chapter Seventeen
Lucas
I tugged the silencers off my ears, flicking the switch to turn off the miter saw. After setting the silencers down on the table behind me, I leaned against it, snagging a cold bottle of water out of the cooler to one side and lifting my T-shirt to wipe the sweat off my brow.
Hot or not, we had work to do. Jackson had plans for four additional guest cabins. With the adventure lodge staying busy all the time, Jackson was wisely adjusting to that by expanding the guest lodging bit by bit every year.
Today, I was working with Wade and Dawson on a cabin. We were laying hardwood flooring, and somehow, I’d ended up on duty for cutting the wood. We needed the miter saw for the angles and corners. Jackson had pulled me aside and asked me to mostly run these projects whe
