Chapter 5
Reid
He was late. Again.
I pulled into the jobsite’s gravel lot and, shaking my head, parked beside the lumber that had been delivered the day before. I cut the engine and sipped my coffee from Dunks, my gaze on the road and watching for Blake and his silver F-250.
I’d been working for my best friend’s company, Harper’s Construction, since we had graduated from high school. Blake had gotten his bachelor’s in business while I’d toiled away for his father, sweating in the summer and freezing my balls off in the winter. I loved construction though. Lifting walls up, rafters, and the smell of sawdust. There was nothing like building something with my own two hands and seeing progress from my hard work every day.
As the years had passed, I went from grunt laborer to foreman once
