She’d never felt like this with a man before. It was so natural, so easy, that she wondered if this was what it was like to fall in love. Of course, there was absolutely no indication he felt the same way. She smiled to herself as she continued chipping off tiles from the old kitchen backsplash. She was getting way ahead of herself. No one had spoken of love, or anything remotely close to it. So far, the most they’d shared was a couple of laughs in the morning when she picked him up in front of his house and driven them to “the job site,” as he called it. Today, Knox was sequestered in the dining room with heavy plastic sheeting sealing off all the doors and windows. He was dressed in appropriate attire according to the EPA’s strict guidelines. He was filling special garbage bags with all the materials that had come off the painted surfaces and then taped the openings shut with industrial duct tape. An air purifier was running and made conversation all but impossible.
