EIGHTEEN
Gaia hated her steel-capped boots. From the weight to the clomping sound they made with every step to the sheer hideousness of wearing work boots, she wasn't sure what was worse. Safety standards being what they were, though, she was dressed like a common miner. Long sleeved shirt and long cotton pants, tucked into her hateful boots, and all topped off with a broad-brimmed hat. All she needed was a shovel and someone might mistake her for a ditch-digger. Good thing she had no intention of seducing Jay today – the only sexy thing she could do in these mundane clothes was a striptease as she took them off. Something she'd never stoop to. What if someone saw?
To her surprise, Jay was already waiting for her, wearing shorts, a polo shirt and – she glanced down – a well-worn pair of
