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picture and read her story. And he would have offered the same
deal to anyone who took his fancy and kept the deal a secret from the public.
But he wanted someone honest and down to earth, and what better way than to
place an ad for a hard worker.
    He rubbed at his hip, wishing the long drive was over.
A good night’s sleep in his own bed was calling to him, but the thought of
flying in and out of Las Vegas to save time made his skin crawl. Once one of
his favorite haunts, being there today had shown him how much he had changed in
the last few months knowing his time in the public eye was over. It was like
shutting a door on his other life and not having any qualms about doing it
which he was finding hard to believe. Getting back home and showing Callie
around, introducing her to his brothers, and exploring the ranch with her was
foremost in his mind now. After a good night’s sleep and some pain relief that
was.
    It seemed she spent a long time in the bathroom and
their dinner was here and there was still no sign of her. Chance had to go and
knock on the door and let her know the food was waiting to get her out. She
emerged with a pair of track pants and an old T-shirt on. Her hair was damp and
pulled up into a messy knot on the back of her head, and her face was drawn and
pale. He wanted to scrape back the missed strands of hair and tuck them behind
her ear.
    “Dinner’s here. Eat up and then we can get an early
night. It’s still a fairly big drive tomorrow.”
    “Thanks, but I’m not really that hungry.” She hugged
her arms around her body and Chance noticed the perky nipples under the thin
cotton of her threadbare shirt.
    “You have to eat. You’re supposed to look after me,
remember? How can you do that if you don’t eat enough to feed a prairie dog?”
She blushed under his scrutiny. “Sit down and dig in.”
    A small table had been moved to between the armchairs
and covered trays were place on either side of it. He watched Callie sit down
and lift the cover. She sniffed as the steam from the fried chicken and gravy
wafted from the plate. “Smells pretty good.”
    “Tastes good too. Can’t beat a plate of fried chicken
and gravy. Unless it’s a good steak that is.” He sat down and lifted the cover
from his plate and picked up his knife and fork. The first mouthful was heaven
on his tongue. Crispy fried chicken and mashed potatoes drenched in rich brown
gravy had the ability to make his taste buds stand up and pay attention every
single time.
    Chance watched her devour the plate of food from the
corner of his eye and smiled to himself. He hated a woman who denied herself a
decent meal to garner the look of a half-starved waif because she thought it
was the in thing. Callie was muscled but still managed to look stick thin. He
figured a good bout of sickness would have her fading away to nothing.
Fattening her up a little just became top priority for him. It would be nice to
see her curves fill out and the paleness leave her face.
    “Good wasn’t it?” He smiled as she wiped the final
dregs of gravy from her plate with the small dinner roll. She put it in her
mouth and leaned back in the chair, her eyes closed in pleasure as she chewed
on the final bite. As she swallowed, Chance glanced at her from under his
lashes, mesmerized by how her throat worked, and heat simmered in his gut. She
was gorgeous. The most natural woman he had seen in a long time. No vestige of
makeup marred her skin on their wedding day and she had no airs and graces. A
simple down to earth girl who would fit in at the ranch with him to make the
place something to be proud of.
    “Very. You were right, I needed that.” Callie glanced
in his direction and he watched the heat race up her cheeks.
    “Go to bed, Callie. I’m not an animal so don’t worry
that I’m going to force you tonight.”
    He saw the relief as a long breath shuddered from her
body and her shoulders slumped. A quick sheen of tears filled her eyes and