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Ian rolled off Mina and laid flat on his back, closing his eyes as he caught his breath. It had only been two days since he had acquired the rights to mine within two hundred miles of a residential neighborhood, but he was already stressed because of the relocations Mina had made him commit to. It was burdensome to find another large area of woodlands to set up solar powered homes without first clearing a sizable portion of trees, which Ian also needed clearance for.
Feeling Mina's soft fingertips lightly brush along his jawline, Ian reached up to hold her hand, still working to catch his breath with his eyes shut.
"You seem tired," the woman said.
"Exhausted," Ian replied, letting out a large breath after he spoke.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" she questioned, and Ian smiled before answering.
