While she stood frowning at the scene before her, catcalls began to sound all around her.
“Woo-hoo, pretty lady, are you lost?”
“Where’ve you been all my life, darlin’?”
Sam scowled at the men—it wasn’t the first time she’d been harassed on a job site. “Where is Mr. Langtry, the foreman?”
Shrugs ensued and many of the men adopted suggestive stances. “I can be anybody you want me to be,” one of them shouted, inciting a round of raucous laughter.
Anger sparked in her stomach, but Sam ignored the men and began to make her way toward a section of the site where a deep channel was being dug—a channel that wasn’t on the site plans. The ground was soft from recent rains, and she knew she probably looked ridiculous hobbling around in her high heels, but frustration spurred her forward. Chaos and improperly placed ditches this early in the process were not good signs. She shouldered the strap of her briefcase, then cupped her hands like a bullhorn.“Has anyone seen Mr. Langtry?”
Unfortunately, the movement threw her off balance. She flailed to regain her footing but failed miserably and tumbled toward the trench being dug. Her pride flashed before her eyes—she only hoped she didn’t break something important when she landed at the bottom. At the last second, she had the impression of a yellow hard hat, a bare chest and a pair of muscular arms reaching for her.
When she opened her eyes, she was being held aloft by a man who had been standing in the muddy channel and, judging by the shovel lying nearby, was responsible for most of the dirt that had been moved. Sam’s initial emotion was gratitude, although she realized instantly that being rescued by one of the workers wouldprobably be more damaging to her reputation than if she’d wound up at the bottom of the ditch with her skirt over her head.
But when she turned her head to look at the shirtless man who held her, her breath caught in her throat. Denial exploded in her brain, but there was no denying the taunting, impossibly green eyes under the brim of the hard hat. Teague Brownlee.
