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threw a dish towel at his head. Max and Stacy chuckled.
“Not one word out of you, New York, ya hear.” Marie pointed at Stacy, and Stacy pretended there was an invisible zipper in front of her mouth and closed it. Max and Ron laughed.
“You hear we all are losing our cook at the Triple C?” Max stated.
“Y’all mean Tex is finally heading up to Wyoming?” Marie replied.
“Afraid so. I mean I’m happy for him, and I know he really misses his daughter and wants to see the grandchildren. But now we have no cook.”
“There’s got to be someone looking for work. What type of hours y’all need?” Ron asked.
“Ah, we were just looking for lunch and dinner to start, but if it works out then breakfast, too.”
Stacy cringed, hoping that this conversation would not go in the direction it appeared it was going in.
“I hear you’re a great cook, Stacy. Maybe you would be interested in working at the Triple C?” Max asked.
“Oh, that would be great,” Marie replied.
Stacy turned around just as she placed the last pieces of bacon on the sandwiches. She calmly turned off the stove and begged her mind to find an excuse. There was no way she could be around those men.
“I can’t. I’m sorry, but I’ll be working with Marie and the campers.”
“Oh, nonsense. You just about got all the paperwork done this morning. It’s just the first day that I’ll need her, and then she’s all yours. The camp doesn’t start for another two weeks, so she can help you out when Tex leaves. When is he leaving?” Marie asked, and Stacy stood there with her mouth open in shock. Marie was basically dictating her life. This had to stop.
“Don’t I have a say in this?” Stacy asked.
“It will be good for you. Millie and Anna said to make sure you engaged in activities that you truly loved so that your mind would be taken off of—”
“That’s enough! That is my business, and they don’t need to know about it.” She waved her hand toward Ron and Max. Max’s eyebrows crinkled, and he looked at her.
“Get over what about, New York?” Max asked.
“Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Listen, I will think about the cooking job. I don’t need you or your brother’s help tomorrow, so don’t show up. Let’s just eat lunch because I am hours behind now.”
“Hey, Max, do you think that Gutry had something to do with my missing tools?” Ron asked, and Stacy nearly dropped her glass at the mere mention of Gutry’s name.
She swallowed hard and stared at her plate until she felt the warm, masculine fingers touch her hand and hold it.
She looked up into Max’s concerned eyes, and she nibbled her bottom lip. Damn, he looked so possessive and in control.
“I’m not sure, Ron, but my cousin and I will be keeping an eye on Gutry and especially after today and the situation with Stacy at the hardware store.
She tried to pull her hand away from Max’s, but he held it firm. “Please don’t—”
“What happened? Did he try something with Stacy?” Marie asked, looking angry.
Max began to explain what happened. The whole time he held her hand and squeezed it as she tensed with every detail. It brought back memories of the assault in her office and the circumstances that led her here to Texas. Truth of the matter was that she found herself leaning closer to Max and absorbing his strength. She’d never had a man to lean on or count on, and she’d never wanted one either. But somehow, with Max sitting beside her and being insistent on spending time with her, she thought about what it would be like.
“Do you think he’ll bother her again?” Marie asked then covered Stacy’s free hand with her own. She held her gaze, and Stacy knew that Millie had given Marie every detail about her boss stalking her and assaulting her. She silently begged Marie to not speak a word of it to Max or Ron.
“I’m fine, Max. You and Eric were there, and it was fine really. There’s no need to get Marie all worked up. You do know
“Not one word out of you, New York, ya hear.” Marie pointed at Stacy, and Stacy pretended there was an invisible zipper in front of her mouth and closed it. Max and Ron laughed.
“You hear we all are losing our cook at the Triple C?” Max stated.
“Y’all mean Tex is finally heading up to Wyoming?” Marie replied.
“Afraid so. I mean I’m happy for him, and I know he really misses his daughter and wants to see the grandchildren. But now we have no cook.”
“There’s got to be someone looking for work. What type of hours y’all need?” Ron asked.
“Ah, we were just looking for lunch and dinner to start, but if it works out then breakfast, too.”
Stacy cringed, hoping that this conversation would not go in the direction it appeared it was going in.
“I hear you’re a great cook, Stacy. Maybe you would be interested in working at the Triple C?” Max asked.
“Oh, that would be great,” Marie replied.
Stacy turned around just as she placed the last pieces of bacon on the sandwiches. She calmly turned off the stove and begged her mind to find an excuse. There was no way she could be around those men.
“I can’t. I’m sorry, but I’ll be working with Marie and the campers.”
“Oh, nonsense. You just about got all the paperwork done this morning. It’s just the first day that I’ll need her, and then she’s all yours. The camp doesn’t start for another two weeks, so she can help you out when Tex leaves. When is he leaving?” Marie asked, and Stacy stood there with her mouth open in shock. Marie was basically dictating her life. This had to stop.
“Don’t I have a say in this?” Stacy asked.
“It will be good for you. Millie and Anna said to make sure you engaged in activities that you truly loved so that your mind would be taken off of—”
“That’s enough! That is my business, and they don’t need to know about it.” She waved her hand toward Ron and Max. Max’s eyebrows crinkled, and he looked at her.
“Get over what about, New York?” Max asked.
“Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Listen, I will think about the cooking job. I don’t need you or your brother’s help tomorrow, so don’t show up. Let’s just eat lunch because I am hours behind now.”
“Hey, Max, do you think that Gutry had something to do with my missing tools?” Ron asked, and Stacy nearly dropped her glass at the mere mention of Gutry’s name.
She swallowed hard and stared at her plate until she felt the warm, masculine fingers touch her hand and hold it.
She looked up into Max’s concerned eyes, and she nibbled her bottom lip. Damn, he looked so possessive and in control.
“I’m not sure, Ron, but my cousin and I will be keeping an eye on Gutry and especially after today and the situation with Stacy at the hardware store.
She tried to pull her hand away from Max’s, but he held it firm. “Please don’t—”
“What happened? Did he try something with Stacy?” Marie asked, looking angry.
Max began to explain what happened. The whole time he held her hand and squeezed it as she tensed with every detail. It brought back memories of the assault in her office and the circumstances that led her here to Texas. Truth of the matter was that she found herself leaning closer to Max and absorbing his strength. She’d never had a man to lean on or count on, and she’d never wanted one either. But somehow, with Max sitting beside her and being insistent on spending time with her, she thought about what it would be like.
“Do you think he’ll bother her again?” Marie asked then covered Stacy’s free hand with her own. She held her gaze, and Stacy knew that Millie had given Marie every detail about her boss stalking her and assaulting her. She silently begged Marie to not speak a word of it to Max or Ron.
“I’m fine, Max. You and Eric were there, and it was fine really. There’s no need to get Marie all worked up. You do know
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