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Logan smirked. “Sure she is.”
“When are you going to grow up and settle down?”
“Oh that’s rich coming from you. Once you have a wife, I’ll consider finding a ball and chain of my own. But until then, all the ladies are fair game.”
“Not this one,” Mack said through clenched teeth.
Logan held up his hands as if surrendering. “Whoa. This one’s already got her hooks in you. I get it. No problem. I’ll... damn!”
Mack turned to watch Madison descend the stairs. She carried herself with the grace of a debutante. She’d washed the makeup off her face, revealing a stunning complexion. It reminded him of fresh summer peaches. Why on earth had she covered up all that perfection with paint? He shook his head. She looked so much better without all that gunk on her face.
“Well hello there.” Logan stepped forward and grabbed her hand. He kissed the top of it.
Mack didn’t normally want to slug his brother, but he did right now. His bear reared up to demand that he challenge Logan. Unfortunately, it wasn’t easy to reason with his bear. He silently willed the animal to stay calm. This wasn’t the time or place to make a scene.
If he could appear nonchalant about Logan’s obvious lust, then his brother would be less suspicious of their relationship. Not that there was a relationship. A few kisses and one night of hot sex didn’t give him any real claim over her. Not that he wanted to claim her. Right?
“Nice to meet you,” she said.
When she didn’t immediately pull her hand away, Mack’s bear growled. Logan must have caught a whiff of his anger and immediately dropped her hand.
“So you’re going to be with us through Christmas?” Logan asked.
“Yep.”
“Nice. Well, I look forward to seeing you around. If you need any help with your biscuits, let me know.” He winked.
Mack groaned. “Really?”
Logan smirked. “What? I know mom’s recipe the best. I used to help her all the time.”
Mack shot him a look that said that he’d better keep his hands off her biscuits.
“See you later,” she said.
“Count on it.”
After Logan left, Mack turned to her. “About him—”
“I can handle guys like that.”
“He thinks he’s God’s gift to women. He’s not going to attack you or anything.”
She raised a brow. “Unlike you?”
His jaw dropped. “I didn’t—”
“I’m kidding.”
“Anyway, we can’t let what happened upstairs happen again.”
“Nothing happened.”
“Nothing? Really?”
She bit the edge of her lip. “We should forget that it happened.”
“I agree. While you’re here, we need to keep things strictly business. The B&B is very important to the ranch’s bottom line, so we need to keep things between us professional.”
“There’s nothing between us.”
Her comment cut deeper than he could have anticipated, but she was right. They’d had a one-night stand, nothing more. But he wasn’t completely in denial about their attraction. He’d have to stay away from her as much as possible. Avoiding temptation was half the battle when trying to resist something. That’s why he didn’t keep jars of honey lying around. He’d be face-first in them if he wasn’t careful. Being a bear, he had one hell of a sweet tooth.
“So boss, when do I officially start working?” she asked.
“Tomorrow morning. There will be ten people total including you. You’ll find everything you need for breakfast in the kitchen. I’ll be cooking dinner tonight. We eat at six. Until then, you can unpack and get familiar with the locations of the various supplies. It might help to get everything you need laid out for breakfast.”
She smiled. “Yes, boss.”
“Don’t call me that.”
“Then what should I call you?”
“Mack, just Mack.”
“Okay, Mack. I look forward to working for you. I’ll see you tonight.”
With that, she turned and walked toward the kitchen. He tried to pry his gaze away from the sway of her round hips, but he