Lucas felt jealous, but he couldn't do anything. Each action Kyra made sent any male's heart throbbing, and it was a lie if he didn't feel his own heartbeat quicken because of her.
Kyra walked toward the spot where she wanted to dig the first hole. The wind caught her long, red, wavy hair, making her look like a fairy. Lucas and the other men followed her closely.
Kyra took a chalk string from the males' hands and spoke, "We need to remove all the grass, but it's fine since we should dig out the grass along with the hole." Seeing their empty hands, Kyra raised her eyebrows in confusion. "You guys forgot about the digging tools?"
The males hurriedly shook their heads. "No, female, we're fine with our hands," they insisted, still making Kyra look puzzled.
"Ky-Ky, look," Lucas said as he extended his sharp, long nails. They were very strong and sharp, perfect for digging holes with his claws.
