“Are you sure?” both Beings asked in unison.
Nodding, I pulled away from Grant. There was silence as I wobbled, trying to will myself into balance. I could do this for Scott.
“Thank you.” She returned to us, relief shining in her eyes. “I look forward to joining you on this project.”
I coughed, trying to regain my voice. “Will you tell Scott who you are?”
“It would be best if he didn’t know.”
With perfect timing, Scott walked toward us along the trail. As his gaze swept over all of the improvements we’d made today, his relief was contagious. He grinned at me before transferring his attention to Camarin. “Hey, I remember you from Sean’s party.”
“Yes, although we did not officially meet.”
He glanced between Camarin and Grant. “Are you two together?”
“Not at all.” Grant chuckled.
If I hadn’t been staring at Camarin, I might have missed the tightening of her mouth. Not angrily. His response seemed to disappoint her.
“I have come to offer my assistance,” she said, her voice low and husky.
Scott made a swift sweep of her designer dress and heels. His face changed into a mask of polite interest. “Do you know anything about landscaping?”
“You can use my skills. I shall be good.”
He looked at me, a question in his gaze.
I nodded. “She’ll be one of the best crew members you’ve ever had.”
“It is true,” Grant said. “She’ll make a difference.”
Scott turned to Camarin, skepticism warring with hope. “I can’t afford to pay you much.”
“Like Grant, my role is that of an intern. You need not pay me at all. Shall we discuss what there is left to accomplish?”
Scott gestured at the gazebo site. “I should have the sling off in another week, so I want to take the lead on building the gazebo. I know that I can’t do it alone, but I would like to do as much as possible.”
“Certainly. What other projects can we manage until you have the use of both arms?”
“There are a lot. Flower beds, walking trails, and two rain gardens.”
“Excellent. Then I shall be ready to help in the morning.” She smiled. “Dressed appropriately.”
Camarin rode with me and Grant to my house. There was complete silence throughout the drive. It was likely that they were trying to absorb the afternoon just like I was.
Once we were inside the garage, I shifted to meet her gaze. “Do you have somewhere to stay?”
“Not specifically, no.”
“Grant is using the exercise room. Would you like to sleep in the house?”
“Yes, thank you.”
“Okay, let’s go.” I led the way inside, stopping in surprise when I found my parents at the bar.
They gaped at my guests—or rather, our newest guest.
“Mom, Dad, Camarin’s going to be in the area for a few days. I’ll let her have her old room, if that’s okay.”
