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desire was driving him at the moment, complicating the shit out of things.
    She was squirming in her seat making the hem on her dress creep further up her thighs.
     Pretending that a fully loaded question wasn’t hovering in the air, Alex watched her
     fuss with the masses of curls falling about her shoulders as she chewed on her bottom
     lip and looked everywhere but at him. In his mind’s eye he grabbed her around the
     waist to pull her decadent backside onto his lap. He bet she’d fit perfectly against
     him.
    “Major,” she squeaked then corrected herself when he frowned. “I mean, Alex. Really. I don’t know what to say. You’re so sweet to ask me to stay but I don’t think that’s
     what you had in mind when I invited myself to lunch.”
    Well, that was certainly true but once the door opened and he saw her standing there,
     all sense flew out the window. “Honestly Meghan. I didn’t have much of anything in
     mind. Meeting you was enough and now that I have, well…” he shrugged.
    “I want to say yes. I mean, look at this place! Who wouldn’t want to stay? But I can’t
     ask you to drop everything and be my tour guide. Are you just being nice? I don’t
     understand.”
    Alex learned a lot about her just then. She spoke her mind and didn’t beat around
     the bush. She was also completely unaware of her effect on him.
    “I’d like it if you’d stay for awhile.” That’s all he said. Frankly, he didn’t understand
     either.
    “Alex,” she growled.
    “Meghan,” he answered right back. “C’mon. It’ll be fun. Think of it like summer camp
     for grown-ups! Do you ride?” he asked. “We‘ve got horses and electric carts and ATVs
     and even Segways. You haven’t really lived until you experience a campfire cook-out,
     and I can hook you up with one of those knock your socks off helicopter tours of the
     Grand Canyon.”
    “Aaargh!” she growled even louder this time. “You’re making it impossible to say no.”
    “Well good! It’s settled then.” He turned toward the house and yelled for Carmen who
     appeared before her name completely left his mouth. He shook his head knowing she’d
     probably been eavesdropping on the entire conversation. The housekeeper’s look of
     complete innocence struck him as mildly funny.
    Getting her back for earlier he murmured so only she could hear, “Nice try, lady.”
     She grinned at him and chuckled.
    “Uh, Carmen,” he boomed so there’d be no mistaking that he was taking control of the
     situation. “Miss O’Brien will be staying with us for a while.”
    “Alex!” Meghan cut in.
    He stopped any further words with a look. This was one battle he was going to win.
    Carmen tried not to look surprised but failed miserably when she asked if she should
     open up the Casita where friends and family normally stayed only to hear him instruct
     her to put Meghan in a guest room in the family quarters. Near his room.
    And just like that he’d arranged for Meghan’s luggage to be brought from her car into
     the main house while she sat there slack jawed as he started issuing orders like the
     commanding officer he once was.
     

     
    Carmen scurried into the house to do her boss’s bidding; feeling rather pleased that
     he was doing something so uncharacteristic. He liked his solitude and his privacy.
     Not only was it unusual for him to invite anyone to stay over, it was twice as unusual
     for a guest to stay in the main house and not down at the Casita.
    The minute she made it into the kitchen she found Lacey and Tori dropping off a stack
     of paint chips for Alex to look at. The wives of his two Justice Brothers had convinced
     him that the offices and conference rooms needed some sprucing up and since he couldn’t
     say no to either woman, they were taking full advantage of the situation.
    “Hola Carmen,” Lacey trilled sweetly. “Cómo estás?”
    Carmen hugged both women and gave each of their tummies a little pat. At nearly seven