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Jackson, I’d show him how to use the
computer.”
    “Oooh. He’s a cute one.” Lexie pulled out another cup. “I’ll
make one for him, too. Keep you both awake this afternoon.”
    Cussing under her breath, Rori stuck her tongue out at her
friend. “He’s the rodeo cowboy. You know how I feel about that.”
    She shrugged. “Whatever prejudices get you through the day.”
    Rori frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
    “Nothing.” Lexi set the chocolate-infused iced coffees in
front of Rori. “I’ll put this on your tab.”
    “Thanks.” Rori stood. May as well go and get it over with.
“We need to get Kit and Zoe and do a girls’ night out.”
    “Okay. I’m in.”
    Rori waited to see if Lexi would mention anything about the
gossip surrounding Zoe, but Lexi just picked up her pad and started drawing,
looking from it to Rori’s face and back again.
    “Jeez, you know I hate it when you sketch me.” Rori crossed
her eyes and contorted her lips.
    Lexi laughed. “I’m going to paint your portrait that way one
day.”
    Rori chuckled and left the store, strolling down the street
to D. Walker Mineral Company and an afternoon of computering and too-closeness
with that dang rodeo cowboy. She walked past the empty reception desk. Abby
worked a seven-to-three shift, and since it was already three-thirty, the woman
would be long gone. Heading down the hall, she looked into the four offices
along the way to Dusty’s…Jackson’s…to find them empty. So much for her plan to
get here early enough to not be alone with the cowboy.
    At his office door, she peeked in and found him staring at
papers in an open file folder. She rapped her knuckles softly on the doorframe.
“Am I too late?”
    His head jerked up. “To keep me from falling asleep?” He sat
back. “Yeah. It’s happened four times already this afternoon.”
    “This’ll help.” She stepped into the room and set the cups
on the desk. “Thought you could use this.” The red cotton shirt she’d changed
into after she’d showered and put on sexier lingerie evidently caught his
attention because his gaze dropped to her cleavage and stayed for a long while.
“I bet you had the Tuesday special at Cubby’s.” She walked around the far side
of the desk and pressed the buttons to turn on the computer and monitor. “His
meatloaf sandwich has put me out cold more than once.”
    “Thanks for the coffee.” Jackson stood and offered her his
chair, sipping on the coffee. “That meatloaf and these reports nearly put me
into a coma.”
    She slid into the seat, the residual warmth from his body
heating her bottom, sending a sexy shiver along her skin. “Well, this won’t
take too long.” She clicked the mouse a few times.
    “Miss Rori, you’re overestimating my skills.” He grabbed a
guest chair and hauled it around the back of the desk and set it next to the
big leather one. “Like, for instance, what did you do to turn these on?” He
sat, picked up a pencil, and held it poised over a small notepad.
    “Seriously?” Was he teasing her? The look on his face told
her he was serious.
    “My mom has a tablet thing which I’ve used, but all this…”
He gestured to the computer. “It’s been since high school, the last time I used
one. And I don’t want to break anything.
    She held back a smile at how solemn he looked, his eyes
intent, his lips thinned into a straight, sexy line. “Okay, sorry.” She went
over the power-up, gave him the login and password she’d set up for him before
heading over here, and showed him the different folders and files, printing out
a sort of map for him and making notes on it in red.
    “Good.” Jackson compared the printout to the screen. “I’m
following this.”
    She spent another hour showing him Dusty’s private files,
the ones saved to only his computer, which included payroll and banking
information.
    He had her open files so he could see details, and as the
evening sun turned everything orangey, he