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hours," he added, grinning.  "I'll stay close to the house, though, so call me and I'll come in and see what we have.  In the meantime, if you have any questions about anything, go ahead and call."  He picked up her phone as he said, "I'll program my number in for you."
    He grabbed his hat and left.  Sam watched him go, liking the way the cowboy looked in his hat.  And his jeans.  She shook her head, reminding herself not to go there; hopefully he was going to be her boss.  With that in mind, she set to work.  If she didn't find out if he had any money or not, she'd never convince him to hire her.
    Two hours later the bills were all paid and she was happy to see that he had money in his account.  More importantly, he 'd had enough the last several months that he could probably afford to hire a bookkeeper.  Something bothered her, though, about his books.  Something just wasn't looking right, though she couldn't put her finger on what it was.  She decided to look into it further if and when he hired her.  If he didn't, it really wasn't any of her business. 
    She printed off some financial statements for the last six months to give Trevor a good feel for how his ranch had been doing and took out her phone to call him.  She went to her contacts, to the T's, but there was no Trevor.  She looked under N, but no Nottingham, either.  She was sure he put his number in there, but under what?  She went back to the beginning and skimmed through them all.  Luckily it didn't take long.  She found it under B, for Boss Cowboy.
    She smiled, remembering how he smiled when she said she had a lot of respect for cowboys.  Interesting.  The little voice in the back of her mind was again reminding her, no, don 't go there, but she couldn't avoid the picture of her boss cowboy in his tight jeans and cowboy hat that popped into her head.  Thinking of him only as her boss could take some doing, but she was determined to do it.  She took a deep breath and got her feelings under control before hitting the button to call him.
    When his deep sexy voice answered, all control vanished, even though all he said was, "Trevor."
    She froze and after a few moments of silence he repeated, "Trevor." 
    She tried to talk and started stumbling all over her words again, just like yesterday.  "I – I–– it's all – I have the ––"
    To her embarrassment she heard his deep sexy chuckle, then "I'll be in in a few minutes, Sam."  Then with another chuckle he said, "Thanks for calling."  He hung up and she wanted to disappear before he got there. 
    She squared her shoulders and went in search of a drink.  Maybe she could pull herself together before he got there.  She went to the kitchen, where Consuela was making lunch. 
    "Everything going okay, Miss Sam?"
    " Yes, fine.  Trevor's on his way in to look at it.  I came out to see if I could get a drink of water."
    " Water is good, but you look like you could use something stronger.  How about some iced tea and tell me why you seem flustered."
    Sam had to smile at her new friend, who was already pouring two glasses of tea.  "It shows, huh?"
    " Yes, it does.  Why are you so flustered; something in his books?"
    " No.  No, his books are okay.  I've done books for another ranch, so I feel confident doing them."
    " So if not the job, what has you flustered?  She looked at Sam carefully, then a big smile broke out across her face.  You find the boss attractive," she said quietly. 
    Sam felt her face flush and knew it wouldn 't do her any good to deny it.  Maybe Consuela could help her.  She admitted, "I do.  But I have to stop thinking of him like that.  I have to start seeing him only as my boss.  That is, assuming he hires me."
    " Oh, if he can afford it he'll hire you.  He needs you."
    " Do you think?"
    " For right now he needs someone to do his office work so he can get back to ranching.  He's good at that.  He's not good at office work."
    " You said for right now that's