Chapter 7Ana had been mostly kidding about making Ben work out in the garden, but when he volunteered, she didn’t see any reason to tell him no. She gave him a pair of gloves and a small spade, then stretched out on the cool lawn in a pair of over-sized shades to watch him work. And she loved to watch him work. He was lean and tan in the sun, his bare back glistening with sweat, streaks of soil clinging to his forearms, his hair damp on his head. She never knew anybody who actually whistled while they worked, but he did. Just looking at him made her mouth water.
Ben so enthralled her she didn’t notice her neighbor, Claire, until her little toy poodle put its cold nose in Ana’s face.
“Shasta! Get down!” Tiny hands swooped the animal away, and Ana shifted her attention to see Claire cradli
