Willing Brooklyn by Jennifer Becker

Author:Jennifer Becker
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter 18

There were still a few hours of daylight left by the time they got back to the cabin. They hadn’t spoken much on the ride back; both seemed to be absorbed in their thoughts. Brooklyn knew she shouldn’t have attacked Drake the way she had about his scars, but she’d felt cornered.

He seemed to take her words to heart though because he rolled up his sleeves to his forearms before he put the truck in drive. If he could make baby steps, so could she. Brooklyn took her glasses off and put them on top of her head.

She’d been wearing them for so long as a shield, it felt scary and foreign to be without them. Not that she needed them to actually see. Drake had been right though. If she was going to survive in the sales world, she was going to have to look people in the eye and not shy away. No one would ever take her seriously if she was always staring at her feet.

After Millie’s set down, she was wondering if land development was the right path for her. She wanted to be in sales and design, but she didn’t want to take animals from their homes or take away the resources. Building something new and improved wasn’t necessarily better.

“I better get these put away,” Brooklyn told him unnecessarily, grabbing several grocery bags. There was enough food here to last them a few weeks.

“I’ll help then we can get started on the roof.”

That gave her pause. “We?”

“You wanted to help, didn’t you?” he asked, now sounding unsure.

“Yes,” she replied quickly.

“Then the sooner we get these groceries put away, the sooner we can work on the roof. I heard someone mention there might be rain tomorrow.”

Say no more. “Sounds good.” She all but ran into the cabin to unload groceries. Brooklyn didn’t know if he actually needed help or if their talk sparked something in him. Either way, she wasn’t going to question being able to assist. “Alright, I’m ready.”

“Did you want to change first?”

Brooklyn looked down at herself. Was there something wrong with a tank top and shorts? They were patching the roof, not doing open heart surgery. “I’m fine.”

“A jacket maybe?”

What was his deal asking her to cover up? That was twice now.

“It’s like ninety degrees out.”

“Just thinking of your safety.”

Yeah, she wasn’t buying that for a second. “Well, I appreciate it, but I’ll take my chances.” She didn’t want to collapse in heat stroke off the roof.

“Suit yourself.” He shrugged as if it didn’t make a difference to him.

“Is this really necessary?” she asked twenty minutes later on the roof with a helmet strapped to her head.

“Safety, remember?”

Brooklyn scowled at him. “I don’t see yours.”

“I only had one. You need it more than I do.”

“You’re the one who’s supposed to be protecting me, so you should have it.” This was overkill anyway. Brooklyn unstrapped it and tossed it over the roof edge to the ground below before Drake could stop her.

He leaned to peer over the roof edge then back at her.

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