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and the door unlocked. No one in their right mind would come all the way to their house to rob it. It was too far out and there was absolutely nothing of value in there.
    About ten o’clock, as he was pulling the wire tight on the fence, a Harley-Davidson Fat Boy motorcycle roared past them and up their drive.
    “Think that’s her?” Darren asked.
    “Yep. That’s her bike.”
    “Sweet. I’d love to take her for a ride.”
    Reno glared at him.
    “I mean the bike, not the lady,” Darren clarified. “Man, you’re touchy.”
    While Reno privately agreed with his brother, no way was he saying that aloud. “Ah, well, I hear she’s pretty particular about who she lets ride her Fat Boy.”
    “So many jokes I could make, but seeing as you’ve got a stick up your butt about our new housekeeper, I’ll keep my mouth shut.”
    “Probably for the best.”
    At about noon, Reno’s cell phone trilled and he pulled it out of his pocket. “Hello?”
    “Reno? This is Magda. Magda Hobbs.”
    The sound of her voice made his heart leap, pushing all the air from his lungs. As though there could be more than one Magda. As if he didn’t hear her voice every night in his dreams.
    He drew in some air to calm his racing heart. It didn’t work. “Hi. I guess you got in the house without a problem.” Man, he hated how breathless and excited he sounded. He was a much better poker player than this.
    “I did. I wondered if you guys were coming back to the house for lunch today.”
    Reno looked at Darren. “You want to head back for lunch?”
    Darren nodded.
    “Yeah, that’d be great.” He wondered how he would ever swallow around the boulder that had lodged in his throat the minute he’d heard her say his name.
    “Okay,” she said with a slight hesitation in her voice. “I’ll see what I can find, but your cabinets are a little bare.”
    Reno forced a chuckle, a little embarrassed that she’d found their cabinets basically empty. “Noticed that, did you? Honestly, we just haven’t had time to get to the store. You may have noticed on your way over that we kind of live in the middle of nowhere.”
    “I noticed. I’ll have lunch ready in about thirty minutes.”
    Reno slipped his phone back in his pocket. “Thirty minutes.” Great. That gave him a whole half an hour to get his shit together.
    Thirty minutes later, Reno parked the work truck at the back door and Darren hopped out. From the truck, Reno watched as Darren opened the door, took one step inside and stopped. He backed out, toed off his boots and reentered.
    Not wanting to make the same mistake, Reno left his boots on the back porch and walked in. He was greeted by the aroma of grilled ham and…he sniffed again…toast?
    “Hello, Reno,” Magda said. “I have grilled cheese and ham sandwiches and tomato soup. Best I could do with what you guys had in the cabinets.”
    “Sounds wonderful. Thanks.”
    “Water? Coke? Tea?” Magda asked.
    “I’ll get it,” he replied, heading for the refrigerator to grab a cold water.
    Darren was already at the table, his sandwich half-gone. He took another bite and moaned. “So good.”
    Reno sat and Magda set a bowl of soup and a sandwich in front of him. “Thanks.”
    She joined the guys at the table. “I want us to get off to the right start,” she said, leaning forward and placing her arms on the table. “I wouldn’t have sought out this job. We are all really too close in age for me to feel one-hundred percent comfortable in the situation. However, I needed a job and your parents made me a very generous offer that I’d have been a fool to turn down. But…” She paused and waited until she could meet both their gazes before she continued. “But I want this to work out, which means there will be no kissing or touching or trapping me in the corner. No inappropriate comments. No sexual suggestions. I cook, clean and do laundry for you, but that’s it. I’m not here to share a bed or catch a husband. Have I