Could Sam ever see their relationship as anything else? She should make that into her new project. Once she figured out how to help him through whatever was hurting him now.
As she neared, Sam reached out and gripped the scaffolding. He gave it a shake, but nothing moved much.
Tansy slipped her arm through his and leaned into his shoulder. “See. I’m not reckless. It’s sturdy and safe.”
Sam grunted, but his body relaxed. “How long did it take you to rig this up?”
“About three days. I’m glad the basement and sheds were never cleaned out.”
“You built it from found materials?”
She hip-checked him. “Of course. New things are for the weak.”
That got her a smile along with a headshake. “New things follow codes and safety standards.”
Tansy shrugged. “This is perfectly safe, even for you. And I was able to reuse instead of adding more items for our landfills.”
Sam sighed and used his chin to point at her pulley system. “That too?”
“Yes. It was too cold for a clothesline when I started, so I took it apart. I’ll get that back together now that the roof is finished.”
Another soft grunt. “Mind if I go up?”
He enjoyed adventures as much as she did. “Not scared?”
He hip-checked her back. “Of heights? Not a chance. Of your building skills? Maybe a little.”
“Hey.”
With a smile, Sam patted her hand and released her to head up the scaffolding. She let herself enjoy the view for a moment before following him up.
She knew he would feel better knowing she’d been safe the whole time.
On the roof, Sam stood on one of the braces she’d made. Good to stand on to install the panels and to enjoy the view.
“I hope you were tied down.”
Tansy wasn’t able to stop the snort laugh.
Sam’s eyebrows shot up, and then he smirked, too. “You know what I meant.”
Were his eyes heating up? Or was he just laughing at her dirty mind?
“I rigged up a harness. I brought it down today because the panels are installed. I’m done up here.”
Sam nodded as he looked around. “It’s beautiful.”
Tansy nodded. “It sure is. The view always helps.”
His head whipped toward her. “Helps with what? What happened?”
She smiled. “I’m fine, Sam. It just helps.”
His look told her he didn’t believe her, but he didn’t push. Not while they were on the roof, anyway. Maybe she shouldn’t push either.
But she had to try something. “We’ll leave the scaffolding up for a bit. You might find it helps you, too.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”