Aries and Libra — Kayt Miller

LouMy life is great. Perfect really.I mean, I'm thirty-two and I live with my dad…All right, let me say this a different way. I have the best job in the world. I get to painstakingly renovate old houses—diamonds in the rough—until they're polished gems. What woman can say that? I work alone most of the time and I like it that way. Okay, maybe I wish I could find someone nice to work alongside me, a partner in life, or better yet, someone tall, dark, and sexy, like the guy who waltzes into my latest project uninvited. Sadly for him, he ends up with wood stain all over his face and shirt. What?He startled me.  ChaseI can't resist stopping into the huge old Queen Ann house in the town off the highway. Sure, it's late, but I knocked. I did. I heard someone inside singing badly at the top of their lungs. And when I get a look at her from behind, with her hands in the air singing like her life depends on it, well, I couldn't help myself. I had to meet her. She turns out to be a surprise. A beauty wrapped in flannel and a tool belt. She's nothing like the women I've met or even dated before with her affinity to early-bird dining and meatloaf covered in mashed potatoes. No, she's nothing like the women I've known. And I'm okay with that. More than okay. It's too bad I'm only in town for a few days. I could get used to Lou Hamlin.