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room and board. But that means you help yourself to my food or anything in my kitchen.”
    Not only was he sexy, but he was generous without making her feel bad. Did he have any idea what that meant to her? “I have food.”
    He glanced at the cheap peanut butter and cardboard bread she’d left on the counter. A second later, he leaned forward, his eyes catching the setting sun, turning them a darker shade of green. “Not negotiable. You don’t like being indebted and I respect that. I don’t like eating steak while a woman in my home eats a sandwich.”
    “That really bothers you?”
    “Sugar, it annoys the shit out of me.”
    A laugh spilled out before she caught it. His bluntness worked for her; her respect for him notched up. Logan wasn’t a spoiled rich boy. “We can’t have that. I’ll eat your food.”
    He leaned one forearm on the counter, and touched her wrist, holding the remainder of her sandwich. “Then I just have one question.”
    His fingers lightly brushed over her wrist bone, shooting tingling sensations through her. “What?” Hearing the slight catch in her voice, she fought a wince.
    “Forget the sandwich. How do you want your steak cooked?”
    For a second, she wanted nothing more than to let him cook dinner for her. Idiot. Here she was on the run, hiding from Dylan, had a baby to care for and she fell into instant lust. Forcing a smile, she said, “Rain check. I have to get to work.”
    …
    Friday afternoon, he pulled up to his house with a twinge of disappointment. He was going to have to bail on dinner with Becky. Barely four days home, and he’d been summoned to his dad’s house for a mandatory family dinner.
    That Logan had expected. What surprised him was his regret at not being able to eat with Becky. In a few days’ time, they’d fallen into a routine. He went out and worked on his land and searched for more stock to fill his stable. Becky did her thing around the house, taking care of her baby, and doing the agreed upon chores. Once Logan got home and showered, they had dinner that Becky cooked. Then Becky went to work.
    A temporary marriage could work between them. They liked each other, but the sexual chemistry—yeah that could be an issue. Still, they were adults, and Logan fully understood the word no. If she didn’t want to complicate things with sex, he’d deal with it.
    It’s only for a few months .
    And the kid?
    Logan grimaced. He’d be gone all day, beginning before dawn and coming home around dinner, and sometimes he’d have to go back out after that. Between his camp and the ranch, he’d be spending most of his waking hours working. He could handle the baby. Had to. He wasn’t letting his dad get the land. And he liked the idea of helping Becky secure custody. That was a sore spot with him, given that his own mom had lost custody of him.
    Decided, he headed into the house.
    Jiggy raced to the door, wiggling all over. “Dude, man up.” Yet he squatted down and petted the little guy while thinking about what he’d say to her.
    “You’re home early.” Becky walked out from the hallway.
    Logan’s hand froze on the dog’s neck. His body twanged as he drew his gaze up her bare calves and toned thighs to her black shorts. The waistband rested on her hip bones leaving a strip of her light colored skin bare. It took him long seconds to get enough brainpower to work out why her stomach was exposed. She’d tied a knot in the white T-shirt. He didn’t care what her reason for doing it was, he fully approved.
    “I was cleaning windows and didn’t expect you home yet.” She fidgeted with the knot resting at the curve of her waist. “The shirt got in my way.” The material released from the coil and fell around her hips.
    Straightening, he grinned. “Not complaining.”
    “You were staring.”
    True. How could he not? She brought out the sexy in window washing. But was she flustered or upset? She’d relaxed in the last few days. Logan circled the big