The first morning of construction arrived before I was ready for it, because I had spent half the night staring at the plans and imagining what Lawson Customs would look like once the empty workshop next door became part of our business.
I woke before my alarm, and Jace was still asleep beside me, so I slipped out of bed quietly and headed into the bathroom.
I showered, brushed my teeth, and pulled my hair into a ponytail before dressing in jeans, boots, and an old Lawson Customs shirt.
When I walked downstairs, the clubhouse kitchen was already busy.
Emma was making coffee, Mia was packing food into containers, and Mason was standing at the refrigerator with the door open.
"You've been awake for five minutes, and you've already eaten half the breakfast." Emma said as Mason looked off
