Kat grunted as she held the top cabinet up while Kyle screwed it into place. Her arms screamed in pain, but she held steady while he made sure it was level. She’d already intensified her workouts once, and it looked like she’d have to do it again in order to stay in tip top shape.
“All good, boss?”
She ran her hand along the cabinet that Kyle had made from the reclaimed wood they’d brought home from the downed barn. “They’re beautiful, Kyle. You have a way with the wood.”
“Thanks. I like making something out of nothing.” He snapped his fingers and drew Kat’s attention back to him. “Speaking of. I got started on that dollhouse you wanted me to make for your kid for Christmas. It’s looking good.”
Kat didn’t correct him about Emma being her kid because he would make the same mistake again
