Chapter 16
Risa hefted another box into the moving truck and brushed her hair out of her face. Ethan and Jack had made arrangements for her to share space in the delivery truck transporting inventory to Diamond Creek for the gallery. Her apartment was almost empty, and she was exhausted. She trudged back upstairs and did a quick walk through to see if there were any leftover boxes. When she came back into the living room, Ethan was leaning against the wall, looking immaculate and dapper in a crisp white shirt and navy slacks. She felt dusty and dirty in comparison in her torn jeans and faded t-shirt, her hair tugged into a messy ponytail.
“Hello there,” Ethan said before wagging his finger at her. “You’re not supposed to be carting boxes around. That was the point of us hiring the moving
