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weeks.”
    The more Logan thought about it, the better he liked the idea. It was only a quarter of a mile to the foreman’s cabin. Cassie would be far enough away for his peace of mind, but close enough that he could keep an eye on her and the twins in case of an emergency. She could summon his help if she needed it, but not be underfoot all the time, driving him to the brink of insanity with her tempting little curves.
    With any luck, she might even come to her senses well before the first snow and be safely back in St. Louis, content to receive her quarterly reports and dividend checks. Or better yet, maybe she’d decide she’d rather have the money all at once and take him up on his offer to buy out her share. That way, he’d still be able to carry through with his plan to give Hank an interest in the ranch.
    While he worked on getting the cabin ready, he’d have something to keep his mind off Cassie and the way her kisses lit a fire in his blood and turned his brains to pure mush.
    â€œThat’s perfect,” Logan said, feeling better than he had in the past three days. He rose to his feet and walked determinedly up the barn aisle. “Come on, Hank. Let’s get down there and see what it’ll take to get it ready.”
    â€œBut what about the chores?” Hank asked, following Logan out into the ranch yard.
    â€œI’ll pay the boys extra to take up the slack,”Logan said, climbing into his truck. “You and I have a job to do. Now, get in the truck. I’d like to be down in Bear Creek by noon to pick up what we’ll need to get started.”
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    Careful of each step he took on the highly polished floor, Logan made it to the stairs without incident. It was getting close to midnight and he was bone tired, but plans to renovate the foreman’s cabin were well under way and the satisfaction he felt was more than worth the fatigue.
    He and Hank had spent the better part of the morning measuring, jotting down the supplies they’d need and cleaning out the dirt and cobwebs that had collected in the log structure over the years. After a trip down to Bear Creek, they’d returned with enough lumber and shingles to get started making the most immediate repairs. The rest of the supplies were on order and would be delivered in a few days.
    As he passed Cassie’s room, Logan wondered briefly how she’d spent her day. She’d pretty much finished ruining everything downstairs with all the lace and ruffles. All except for his office. He’d made sure to keep that door securely locked.
    He shuddered to think what she’d do in there. Most likely the bear, lynx and rattlesnake would wind up joining Morty in the attic. Logan chuckled. Of course, to move them out she’d have to go back in the office, and after her reaction to the stuffed animals that first night, he seriously doubted that would happen.
    Opening the door to his room, he shrugged out of his shirt and threw it at the chair, then flicked openthe snap at the waistband of his jeans. He’d get a fresh set of clothes, take a quick shower, then get some sleep.
    He started across the room to the dresser. Only, the dresser wasn’t where it was supposed to be. “What the hell?”
    He moved to reach for the lamp beside the bed, but hadn’t gone more than a few feet before he banged his shin on a sharp corner and ran his toes into an immovable object. Pain shot through his foot and leg, and he hopped around cursing like a drunken sailor. When he finally found the edge of the bed to sit down and rub his throbbing toes and aching shin, he discovered it was on the opposite side of the room from where it was supposed to be.
    Waving his arms around in the dark, Logan finally located the lamp on the bedside table and switched it on. He cut loose with a fresh wave of cusswords that would have blued the hair on every little old lady in the state of Wyoming and probably half of