“I’ll go. And I won’t even comment on how you seem to do a whole lot of working and not much playing.”

“I appreciate you not pointing that out.” She gave him a shove toward the front door.

He gave the knob a hard jerk, unwedging the door from its frame. “Full disclosure, Mags?”

She cocked an eyebrow and crossed her arms.

“I believe in signs. A few weeks back, I ended a relationship that wasn’t going anywhere no matter how many times we tackled it.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” she said dryly.

“See, we should have worked. But something was fundamentally wrong.”

“I don’t need to hear the details of your love life. We’re working together, not living together.”

“Here comes the sign part,” he warned. “I’m pretty sure we’re meant to be.”

Her eye roll was extravagant. “Now you’re really making me regret letting you in.”

“I’m not saying we should get married.”

“Oh, good.”

“Yet.”

Her eyebrow-raise was perfection.

“But I am saying I see the two of us getting along real well. There’s a hell of a lot of potential standing right here,” Silas said, pointing back and forth between them.

Maggie tapped a finger to her chin. “Hmm.”

“What?”

“I’m trying to remember the last time a contractor proposed marriage this early on. I’m going to have to update my background checks to include workers who are too easily dazzled into monogamous fantasies.”

“See? That right there. Anyone who doesn’t fall hard for you is a damned fool.”

“I agree. Now, go home. And don’t come back tomorrow all puppy-dog-eyed and mopey.”

He leaned against the jamb. “I know I’m coming on strong, and I know a lot of it’s just flirtatious fun. But when I look at you, Mags, I see something I’ve been waiting for.”

“And when I see you, I see someone I hired to do a damn good job. Regardless of any personal feelings—one-sided or other—I expect you to deliver what you promised.”

“Oh, I’ll deliver,” he promised. “You and me, Maggie. We see things the same way. You don’t look at this place and see the flaws, the hundreds of hours of labor it’s gonna take to make her shine again.”

“Pretty sure I see all that. And how much it’s going to cost.”

“But you also see what she could be. And that’s what makes the work worthwhile.”

She followed him out onto the porch. “Do you make it a habit to fall in love with all your clients?” she asked.

“No, ma’am. I do not.”

She was looking at him like she was trying to figure out how long the crazy would last.