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did,” she said quietly.
    “I guess it’s not exactly the spa you were expecting.” He wondered why her friends had thought this was a good trip to surprise her with. Callie didn’t come across as the adventurous type.
    She shook her head and licked her lips, then trapped her lower lip between her teeth again.
    Good Lord. You’re adorably sexy .
    “How old is Sweets?” Christine asked as she rose to her feet.
    “Our best guess is around three and a half months. I found her abandoned on a mountain trail.”
    That earned him a collective Aw and drew them all back down to shower Sweets with love and kisses—except for Callie, who was standing still as a statue. The last thing he wanted to do was make her uncomfortable. That wasn’t exactly true. He could think of plenty of positions he’d like to put her in that might make her a little uncomfortable, none of which included her being speechless or looking like she wanted an eagle to drop from the sky and swoop her away.
    She’s off-limits.
    Very off-limits .
    Wes forced himself to shift his focus away from her and pulled the itineraries from his back pocket.
    “These are your itineraries for the week. You’ll see that you have plenty of free time, and if you can’t, or don’t want to, take part in any of the activities, you’re welcome to hang out here at the ranch. There’s always someone around to talk to.” When he handed Callie her copy, she finally released her lip. He didn’t think it was possible for her to look even more alluring, but her high cheekbones gave the impression of a slight smile even when he was sure she wasn’t trying. Her nose wasn’t perky or perfect, but rather plain and small. It enhanced her Cupid-like mouth and full lips, reeling him right in. Callie had thinly manicured brows and slightly wide-set brown eyes, which gave her a refreshing hint of innocence that had drawn him in since the first day he’d met her a month ago and made Wes want to wrap her in his arms and remind her to breathe.
    “I’m not staying.” Callie dropped her eyes to her fidgeting fingers.
    All three of her friends shot her incredulous looks.
    “Why?” Wes asked.
    She nibbled on her lower lip again and then drew her delicate shoulders back. “I think…”
    “Callie, you said you’d give it a day,” Kathie reminded her. She touched Wes’s arm. “She’s just a little surprised because she thought we were taking her to a spa.”
    That wasn’t new information, but the way his heart was hammering against his ribs and the way his mind screamed, Please don’t leave , was new.
    “I hope you’ll give it a chance, Callie. The ranch is a lot of fun. We might not have the same accommodations as a spa, but we have a pretty nice lake on the other side of the barn, and we have a hot tub. Even horse wranglers need TLC.”
    “Hold your horses,” Kathie interrupted. “You have a hot tub?”
    “Sure. We’re not still in the eighteenth century. We just enjoy pretending like we are…most of the time.” Wes nodded to the lodge. “Out on the back patio.”
    Kathie slipped an arm around Callie’s shoulders. “See, Cal? A hot tub. And I brought Skinnygirls, so we’ll be just fine.”
    Skinny girls? What the hell are skinny girls? Sweets lay down at Wes’s feet and huffed through her nose. Wes shook his head in an effort to stop himself from picturing Callie in the hot tub .
    “I’ll leave you ladies to enjoy your dinner. The saloon in the entertainment barn is a great place to get to know the other guests, and we’ve got a local guitarist playing tonight.” He patted his thigh. “Come on, Sweets.” He would have liked to give Callie a private tour of the hot tub, but she was a guest on his ranch and that made her even more off-limits—and for some strange reason, even more enticing. Since he couldn’t even begin to try to think, he forced himself to walk away.
    Cutter joined him at the pit. “Need any help on the overnight with this group?” He