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But she was right

He’d keep his distance She’d keep hers It was a big ranch And he actually did need a secretary, assu she was competent, someone who could type his letters, sort his mail, keep the ranch’s books so his accountants wouldn’t scratch their heads and give him lectures at the end of every quarter when they came by…

Hell

He wasn’t going to be here another quarter He was selling this place; why had he forgotten that? She’d be out of a job in another couple of days…

“Jesse?”

He swung around as he stepped froiven Chuck and the rest of his ure out how to tell the the ranch, that there’d be no more work for the after spiritual hocus-pocus and then after a woman

A woman

He was a fool, he thought grimly Worse than a fool He’d wasted precious ti with reality

“Chuck I’lad to see you We need to talk”

“Yeah I saw the daot a couple ofthose fence posts, but—”

“No Not about that I meant…” Jesse looked toward the front door just as Sienna opened it He frowned and ran his hand through his hair “Give me a half hour, then come to the office, okay?”

His fore back, then at him “Sure,” he said, and headed for the barn

Jesse stepped inside the quiet house “Sienna?”

“I’m here,” she said

His eyebrows lifted She’d found the office without hi desk, a stack of papers before her Not the ranch-sale documents, he saith relief They were untouched, safe inside a file folder What Sienna had in front of her was hissince his last secretary had quit a couple of weeks ago

She’d said he had the disposition of a rabid skunk

Maybe not a skunk, he’d thought, but yeah, okay, the rabid part fit

Mrs Marx had worked at a s office Not Sienna She’d settled in his chair, at his desk It dwarfed her Even the s behind her see those ridiculous oversized sweats and she should have looked silly…

She didn’t

She looked spectacular