Hayes cursed softly under his breath as he wiped sweat from his brow, dropping the saw in his hand onto the table before lifting the plank he was cutting and lugging it over to lay with the rest of the planks. He heard a truck coming up the drive and lifted his arm to cover his eyes as squinted across the field in confusion.

Hayes started toward the house and he was just reaching the house when Wren hopped out of her truck with a bright grin. His heart stuttered in his chest. Oh boy. She was a sight for sore eyes if he ever saw one.