Chapter Eighteen
“Your phone has been ringing nonstop from inside,” Tessa called up to Owen as she strode out below where he stood on her roof, patching a leak she’d discovered that morning after the overnight rain.
He was hammering in new shingles to replace the ones that were missing, and he pulled out the two nails he had held between his lips as he took in Tessa. Her hair was tucked behind her ears, and she was staring at his cell phone. He could hear the ringtone from where he was.
“It’s Karen,” she said, then pressed the answer button before he could say anything. “Hi, Karen. Yes, it’s Tessa. Owen is on my roof right now, patching a leak for me…” She flicked her gaze up to him. So much about his relationship with Tessa was settling into something he hadn’t expected. “Sure, of cour
