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the living room. Since it was her day off, she opted for jeans and a tank. It might be a little cool for the tank, but for the work she had planned, she needed something light.
    “I’m sorry I didn’t get the wrench,” she said. “I’ll pick it up tomorrow.”
    Jessica stopped short at the door. Kace lay sprawled out under the sink. Her heart sped up as she watched his muscles bulge and twist under his t-shirt. A strip near the top of his pants had ridden up, showing a dusting of hair and his hard chiseled stomach. Her nipples peaked under the thin fabric of her shirt.
    Kace pushed out from under the sink and froze. They stared at each other for a few moments.
    “You left the wrench in my car,” he said.
    “I realized that.” Jessica walked over to the table and sat down.
    “I brought it over, but then got roped into doing some chores.” He grinned at her.
    Jessica felt her breathing quicken. He was being playful, and she wasn’t quite sure how she should respond. This wasn’t a side of him that she’d dealt with, and it surprised her he would even have this side.
    “Roped into chores? That’s what young men are supposed to do to win over a lady. They have to show how strong and handy they are. Isn’t that right, Jessica?” Mrs. Masing said as she set to work stuffing potato rolls with bits of meat.
    Kace cocked an eyebrow in challenge to Jessica.
    “Among other things,” Jessica mumbled and turned away.
    The old woman cackled. “Yes, yes. Among other things.”
    Jessica’s face burned as he continued to stare at her. She could feel his hot eyes on her. When she turned to look at him, his searing gaze made her insides quiver with need, and she crossed her legs to ease the ache.
    “You need to hurry and finish up. My food shouldn’t be kept waiting,” Mrs. Masing snapped, and the tension between Kace and Jessica slipped. He moved to finish his work.
    Jessica watched him silently as he worked the sink with ease. It was obvious he was a man used to working with his hands, and for some reason, that made her ache even more. When he finally pulled out from underneath the sink, grime covered his white shirt.
    “Good thing I keep a spare in the car,” he mumbled.
    He jumped up and strolled out the front door.
    “All right, old woman, what are you up to?” Jessica turned to Mrs. Masing. The same smile had been planted on her face since Jessica’s arrival.
    “What, me?” Mrs. Masing said innocently. If it weren’t for the laugh that followed, Jessica might have bought it. “I’m just making sure my girls are well taken care of.”
    “Oh, and he’s the one to do it?” Jessica crossed her arms over her chest.
    “Listen here, missy. I’m not so old that I don’t know a good man when I see one. He reminds me of Mr. Masing, and you won’t find much better than that.”
    Jessica felt tears prickle in her eyes. She did understand that Mrs. Masing just wanted to see her happy. It was sweet that she’d even try.
    The sound of the front door reached them both. They turned in that direction. Kace walked past them to the sink. The pipes groaned as he turned on the water in the sink.
    Jessica stood and hugged Mrs. Masing. “Thank you, and I’ll keep what you said in mind.”
    She smiled back at her. “Now go tell our worker that lunch is nearly done.”
    Jessica nodded and went to go let Kace know. The water had shut off, so she moved through the bedroom to where the bathroom was.
    “It’s time for lunch,” she said as she rounded the corner.
    Her mouth went dry as she stared at the near perfect chest that was on display. Little droplets of water trickled down the flat planes of his chest to his stomach where a row of hair caught them like a web.
    Kace stared at her, the same heat from earlier radiating off of him as he stepped closer. He was still bare chested, his dirty t-shirt now on the floor.
    “How does your head feel?” he asked quietly.
    Her heart thumped wildly in her chest. “Fine,”