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She hates him. He loves her not.
Men are weeds. Allison Hart doesn't need them in her carefully tended life, though her friends at Green Acres seem happy with their guys. Why can't Allison open her heart to anyone but her young nephew? Then again, he'll be a man one day, too. If only the irritating contractor in charge of building her home and farm school wasn't the boy's favorite person.
Fireworks with Brent Callahan's newest client shift from antagonism to the rocky possibility of a relationship. When he comes face to face with a history he'd much rather forget, he realizes hiding his failures isn't the best option for finding forgiveness, let alone love.
Can a little boy help weed out the past before it chokes their future together?
Dandelions for Dinner is the fourth book in the Farm Fresh Romance series. If you like Christian romance novels that are clean, green, and filled with characters you alternately wish to hug and shake, you'll love Valerie Comer's page-turning romance series. Why not scroll up and get started today?
About The Farm Fresh Romance Series
Three idealistic Christian women. One farm on the road to sustainability. No romantic prospects. Or are there?
1. Raspberries and Vinegar
2. Wild Mint Tea
3. Sweetened with Honey
4. Dandelions for Dinner
5. Plum Upside Down
6. Berry on Top
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Brent couldn’t believe the gall of this woman. “No, you cannot work on the job site.”
Allison’s chin came up. “And exactly why not? You obviously need help. I may not have all the experience you guys have, but I can make things easier for you. I can fetch and carry, and whatever you need done. Like an apprentice.”
“I don’t think so, ma’am.”
She leaned closer, her eyes flashing fire from mere inches away. “Don’t call me ma’am.”
Brent’s grandmother had drilled that kind of respect into him when he was a kid. Allison Hart seemed to take it as a personal affront. Just went to prove not all women thought the same, as if he hadn’t had enough life lessons on that one already. But he couldn’t back down… or away. He was the foreman here, regardless of what she thought. “I beg your pardon.” Never mind that his tonal inflection was the exact opposite of begging.
“Give me one good reason I can’t help.”
He could give her thirty without coming up for air. “Steel-toed boots.” He should make her wear them anytime she put that hard hat on.
“Okay. I’ll go put them on.” She turned.
No way. She had a pair? He might need a few more of his thirty reasons. “No sweaters with holes in them that can get caught on pegs. No hoods on jackets for the same reason.”
Allison glanced back at him with a shrug. “You think I only have one change of clothes?”
He could be pardoned for thinking that. She only wore black, as near as he could tell. It all looked the same to him.
She marched back and plunked her hands on her hips. Not that she had any. “Why don’t you say what’s really on your mind? You don’t want me here because I’m a woman and you don’t think I can do the job.”
Two could play this game. “I don’t want you here because you’re a woman and you have no experience. I’d rather watch for falling hammers than watch for someone who’s bound to get injured in the first hour.” He leaned closer. “I don’t have the time or the patience to teach an apprentice.”
“You have the time,” Allison shot back. “But I totally believe you don’t have the patience.”
