“Dahlia.” I look up to find Julian staring at me with a strange expression. “Where’s the rest of the team?” “Ryder and the crew are dealing with a septic tank that burst at one of our sites.” My nose twitches. “Gross.” “For once, I’m glad it’s not me.” His eyes run up the length of my body. “You look…interesting.” My hands ball up against my sides. “I see why you don’t compliment others often.” His brows scrunch. “Why?” “You genuinely suck at it.” He frowns as a faint blush creeps up his neck. “I was trying to be nice.” “Why?” “Because I’m stupid,” he grumbles.
