A few minutes later, Ethan reached the lot where he had parked his car.
It was mostly empty now, save for a couple of other vehicles scattered around.
He unlocked the door, sliding into the driver's seat with a quiet sigh.
He sat there for a moment, letting the silence settle around him.
His hands rested on the steering wheel, but he didn't start the engine just yet.
His thoughts drifted — not just to the project, but to the people involved in it.
The foreman was capable, experienced, and practical.
The workers were hardworking, efficient. And then there was Riley.
She was sharp, attentive.
She didn't just follow orders; she paid attention to the process, to the details.
And despite the dust and exhaustion of the day, she still took time to joke around, to make sure things were running smoothly.
Ethan exhaled, running a hand through his hair before finally starting the car.