"How about this: we'll both do a fair amount of sweating, and then we can enjoy our ice-cold drinks together after the work is done for the day. Sound fair?" Annie asks, looking over at the sad state of the chairs resting on the front porch. "Yeah, we're definitely going to have to commission someone to make us some new furniture, or I'll be embarrassed to show anyone this place."

She grins at the returned nudge, her hand cupping underneath his elbow before she links her arm through his, curling fingers against his bicep. "Watch, you've said that now and there will be a reason for you to use it soon, knowing this place."