Despite Manuel's bad attitude, he can't quite contain his excitement over the new greenhouse, though he makes it quite clear he still disapproves of me and my involvement in what he considers his project. I try to thaw his reticence by deferring to him almost entirely, only making suggestions here and there when I see something that can be improved. And even then, I stop and ask questions first, working out the logistics of everything before making any changes.
True to his word, Diogo made sure we have every resource readily available at our fingertips. Manuel snorts his derision. "If I was prettier and a woman I might've gotten this done a lot sooner."
I turn to look at him, giving him my best death stare, which is quite effective when backed by a stony-faced Grayson. "My husband is a
