“Oh, my goodness! Look how much y’all got done today!”
Cayla joined her mom in a survey of the little house. With everyone’s help, the entire place had been primed and the first coat of cheery butter yellow applied. “We’re so close. Thanks for staying with Maddie tonight, so I can stay late and finish.”
Brax, Mia, and Jonah had packed up half an hour ago to head out to other obligations, but Holt was still at it, so Cayla made introductions. “This seemingly tireless saint of a helper is Holt Steele. Holt, this is my mother, Donna Black.”
“Ma’am.” He nodded a greeting and tipped back a fresh bottle of water.
Cayla tore her eyes away from the ripple of his throat as he swallowed. Why on earth should that be sexy?
Donna split an appraising look between them, clearly wondering about the n
