Bryn shivered.
“We can work out whatever kind of schedule works best for you that’s within my budget.” He held up a finger. “On one condition.”
“I’m afraid to ask.”
“You let me build whatever it is you need for your jewelry-making business and use it on my website as a demonstration of what I can do. Even though I’ve done a lot of work over the years, I haven’t been very good at taking pictures of it.”
“You drive a hard bargain,” she said, just as the doorbell rang. “How about you get that while I finish feeding her?”
“Sounds like a plan.”
She watched him practically sprint out of the bedroom. She shifted her daughter, who glanced up at her with wide eyes. “What have I gotten myself into, Zadie girl?”