All The Way (All Series Book 3) Read Online Free

her mind. She needed to put him back in the macho man category or else she would be thinking more about him and less about her job and she wouldn’t allow that to happen. “I think I would like your mother. Mine was the same way.”
    “Really?”
    “Yep. My father was a little harder to convince that construction was a good field of choice for a girl, but he supported me in the end. Of course my mother had a lot to say about it. She was all for proving women could do the same as men.”
    “I think our mothers will get along well,” he said.
    “They probably would have, but my mother passed away a few years ago,” she said with a sad little smile. It had been so hard on her and her father and Drew when their mother was in that accident. Icy roads in the middle of a snowstorm on her way home from work. Someone driving too fast had crossed the center line and caused a ten-car pile-up, killing three. Her mother was one. The wrong place at the wrong time.
    “I’m sorry,” he said, looking distressed all of a sudden.
    “Don’t be. I’ve got tons of happy memories of her. She was a wonderful woman.”
    He nodded his head but didn’t say anything more for the next few minutes. Then he slowed down and took a turn into the new development. It was huge, lots of open land, and the new houses were spread out, but not by much. “How many streets are you building on right now?”
    “Just three. We’re keeping them close together at the moment. Once we get a better handle on things, we’ll open up the other streets and plots. Plus put the rest of the streets in. Maybe next year.”
     
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    Alec pulled his truck into the driveway of the model home. He had been starting to sweat back there when he mentioned their mothers getting along and she said her mother had passed. Thankfully Brynn didn’t seem bothered by it.
    Actually, she was so easygoing, so easy to talk to, he actually wished the drive were longer than fifteen minutes. It was almost like talking to one of the guys, only different. More like a kid sister who was a bit of a tomboy.
    “We’re putting a rush on the model home. They should be in there sheetrocking right now. By the end of the week I hope to have the flooring finally finished, too.”
    “That’s great, but you didn’t need to put a rush on it for me. Focus on your paying clients.”
    “It’s okay. It will only put the other houses back a few weeks. Actually, most of the houses aren’t scheduled to be done until the end of the year or later. When we realized how many we would be working on at once, we decided to focus on getting all the shells up first and protecting them from the elements. Then we’re going to work on them on a first-come basis. It will keep us busy during the winter.”
    “Makes sense. You’ve got everything picked out for this house already? All the finishes?”
    “Most of them. Thanks, by the way.”
    “For what?” she asked, confusion crossing her face.
    “For siding with me on the high-end finishes,” he replied, laughing. “I told Phil that all along, but he argued with me. When you said the same thing during the interview, he relented.”
    She nodded once, her eyes softening as she followed him up the stairs to the front porch and opened the door. The sounds of construction over loud music could be heard echoing off the walls. “I’ll give you a quick tour, then we can get out of their way, and I’ll show you the other properties if you want to see them.”
    Two hours later he dropped her back off at the office after he’d showed her all ten of the houses and answered all her questions. She was smart, really smart. Not just about the construction part of it, but everything else. All the things he and Phil didn’t think about, or didn’t even know they needed to think about. She was going to be a huge asset to the team.
    And therein lay the problem. He needed to get his mind on business, not her. She wasn’t even his type, he reminded himself, no