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Clint frowned as he stared down the long driveway “Must be driving slow They probably sentcity cook who likes to cook with lentils and quinoa” Beggars couldn’t be choosers, though, and at the moment he was pretty damn desperate

He pulled off his hat with a sigh as he spotted a sreen car Damn it Definitely fro but a truck He didn’t even think he could get his legs in the sardine-sized contraption

“Boss ot to tell you about the new cook”

“Can it wait? He’s nearly here” And Clint wanted to get hiet back to work

“That’s just it, boss The cook ain’t a he”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“Well, if he’s not a he, then …” Zeke’s voice trailed off

“Fuck, they sent a woman, didn’t they?” Well, it looked like he didn’t have to worry about soht back to where she came from

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Okay, she took it back This wasn’t hell It was heaven She drove slowly up the gravel driveway, not wanting toShe’d had to drive up a rather steep slope, but once she got to the top, oh, it orth it Settled in the valley was a huge house built of wood and stone She could see other buildings nestled back further, so the trees that surrounded the area The house was set between two tree-covered hills and in the distance beyond a snow-covered mountain dominated the skyline

Beautiful

Knowing, she couldn’t afford to keep her new e, Charlie drove down into the valley How ae house as she’d been directed to by the raspy, grumpy voice on the other end of the speaker She hoped that wasn’t her new employer Nerves danced around in her stomach as she stopped her car and turned it off Here she was Maybe her luck was turning around Maybe this would be a fresh new start

Suddenly the car door renched open and a huge e back

“Out Now,” a deep voice growled

Fear filled her It took every ounce of courage she couldback against the car in the hope that she wouldn’t collapse at his feet

She forced herself to look up And up Into the coldest pair of blue eyes she’d ever seen in her life They glared down at her, studied her before he grunted It was a noise that revealed his disgust and disappointment

In her

She cringed, unable to speak as this terrifying ray at the temples, was overdue for a cut, his face was covered in a five o’clock shadow He had a hard face Not exactly handso all the same Or maybe it was just that she was too scared to look away

“Name’s Clinton Jenson and you are?” he de for her to introduce herself? Of course, he was, idiot Her cheeks grew red She often forgot her manners, missed social cues She wasn’t sure why Maybe it was her upbringing Or that she often lived in her own little world and didn’t pay enough attention to as going on around her

That wasn’t the probleh No, she was definitely in the here and now

“Ch-Charlie Paulsen, sir”