Monroe, Marla - The Ranchers Take a Wife [Men of Space Station One #1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Online Free PDF Page B

seemed excited about showing her around.
    Lacy couldn’t help but wonder if Cam really had chores to attend to or if he just wanted away from her? She huffed out a breath and chastised herself. Don’t go making assumptions. Give him the benefit of the doubt before you start accusing him of ignoring you.
    Phillip led her out of the entrance hall to a large living area complete with a leather sofa and two lounge chairs. There was a massive fireplace in front of them. She realized there would be no TV or entertainment since they were across the galaxy from Earth. What did they do for amusement during leisure time?
    “Through here is the eat-in kitchen. We got all the best appliances we could that would work here. For some reason, microwaves don’t work, so there isn’t one of those.”
    She marveled at the granite countertops and the beautiful wood cabinets. It was indeed a well-thought-out kitchen. She could easily see herself cooking in it.
    He then led her to a mudroom and laundry area. It was large enough for a washer, dryer, and utility sink. There was also room for the men to strip down after a hard day’s work and toss their dirty clothes in the washer right there.
    “It’s all so nice. You really worked hard on this house.” She was impressed.
    “Wait till you see the bedrooms,” Phillip said.
    He led her upstairs and showed her the three bedrooms there. There were two bathrooms, one that was shared between two rooms. They were obviously the rooms the men slept in. The last bedroom had its own bathroom. She wondered which bedroom would be the one they shared.
    She followed Phillip to the other side of the hall. He opened double doors to the largest bedroom in the house. This was the master bedroom, she realized. There was a huge bed that took up one side of the room and a small sitting area on the other side. He showed her the closets and she noticed her suitcases were sitting next to them. Cam must have brought them in while they’d been upstairs.
    The master bath blew her away. It was beyond luxurious, as far as she was concerned. It could be described as decadent. She loved it. She could already imagine soaking in the tub. Fatigue caught up with her then, and she yawned.
    “You’re tired. Why don’t you take a bath and then a nap? I’m cooking supper tonight. It will be around seven so you have plenty of time for a nice soak and a short nap,” he assured her.
    “Are you sure? I don’t want to hold anything up.”
    “You won’t be. Cam has to finish up the chores since I’m cooking. It will be nearly dark before he’ll come in, and then he has to take a shower before supper.”
    “A bath sounds absolutely wonderful right now. Thanks.”
    “Do you want me to run it for you while you search through your things for what you need?”
    “Oh, thanks, but I can handle it. I really appreciate it, though.” She felt her face heat up at the idea of him running her bath.
    “You’re pretty when you blush.” He walked over to her and cupped her cheek in his hand. “I’m going to kiss you. I can’t wait.”
    She smiled, then when his lips touched hers, she froze. He’d kissed Rachel. She tried to put it out of her mind, but it wouldn’t stay. As a result, she didn’t respond like she should have. He drew back with a question in his eyes, but he didn’t say anything.
    “I’ll wake you up when it’s time to get ready to eat.” Then he walked out and closed the double doors behind him.
    Lacy felt ashamed of herself. She couldn’t hold it against them like this. She hadn’t claimed them then, and they had the right to court anyone they chose.
    She tried to put it behind her and ran her bathwater. She added some of her favorite bath salts. Stripping out of her dress, she hung it up in the closet and finished undressing before slipping into the warm water. It felt divine. Tension seeped from her muscles, and the bath salts relaxed her all over. Soon she was floating on a comfortable cloud.
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