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it in the old folder tucked by the cookbooks.”
    “That's amazing. Nobody's ever been able to get it done to my liking. I stopped having other people try for a long time. And me? I'm clueless when it comes to anything more complicated than steaks or breakfasts.”
    He eats half his portion in front of her, slowing his bites and smiling. “You're really in your element here, aren't you? Let's see what else you've done in the house.”
    She picks up the giant pot and follows him indoors. Accompanying Brax through the house makes her nervous.
    I really hope I've put everything back where it belongs. Surely, I didn’t throw out anything important
    – I tried so hard not to!
    When they step into the large living room, he lets out a whistle. Brax runs toward the fireplace and sweeps his finger across the cement stone surrounding the gate.
    “Awesome job. Haven't seen the thing free of soot since it was built. And that was back when I was a kid! Can't believe I didn't stop in here sooner. It's nice to do a check up like this, when I can take time to breathe and really see your good work.”
    Excitedly, he runs back to her, pulling her tight in a huge bear hug. She falls into his beautiful chest laughing, savoring the immense slab of his muscles.
    He holds her there for almost a minute, whispering encouragement and squeezing her close. Sadie doesn't miss the opportunity to inhale the divine air wafting off his neck.
    Incredible. His cologne is so spicy when it mingles with his sweat. Masculine and perfect.
    She worries about too much attention. Luckily, he releases her before the lust begins to build, threatening to overflow in a way that may betray everything.
    “I can't wait to check out the bedrooms. You've been working your little tail off.” He watches her shake her head. “Don't be modest. I know this house. I've been so busy that so much crap has slipped through my fingers.”
    “If you say so...”
    “I do. I'm gonna say that you should have the rest of the evening off too. Let's get that serving table inside and go shower. I missed this place – and your company. Eating with a bunch of cowboys in Wyoming isn't half as good as eating at my own table with a pretty lady.”
    She moves outside swiftly before new redness blooms on her cheeks. Weak kneed and giddy, Sadie feels like a teenager again, returning from a late night dance with that boy she's eyed all semester.
    Soon, the shower is cranked up to full blast. She doesn't allow herself any warmth. The hot water feels alien on her skin.
    Nothing is more satisfying than the wintry coolness. She opens her arms, letting the beads hit her round breasts again and again, hoping they'll numb the uncontrollable tingle winding through her skin ever since he touched her.
    Climbing out of the shower, she dries off and eyes the simple jeans and blouse. Self-conscious disappointment makes her freeze.
    It doesn't seem good enough. I wish I had a nice dress here. Something to put on and greet him properly.
    She's halfway dressed before she realizes how silly her thoughts are. Sadie laughs, letting her high pitched humor bounce off the mirror.
    Calm down. It's not like you're meeting him for a date...are you?
    There's nothing definite. She think she knows the answer, but she can't be sure.
    She spends extra time sprucing up her hair. Before she heads out, the top button of her blouse comes off, just enough to let him see the slim patch of skin leading to her cleavage.
    I'm not going down there with any expectations. This is the least I can do for him after everything he's given me.
    Maybe I just want to feel desired by a man too. Even if I can't remember the last time that ever happened...
    She walks into the kitchen, slow and quiet. Brax is serving up the biggest steaks she's seen yet, giving her a break from cooking. She wouldn't be surprised if they came directly from his own healthy cattle.
    He pulls out a chair for and looks up. The rancher tears off his hat and clutches it