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small, feminine room. “My daddy said the same thing to me time and time again. I’m just sad he’ll never get the chance to see me walk down the aisle with a woman I love.”
    “I’m sorry. I should have kept my mouth shut.”
    Josh shook his head. “Don’t apologize. I’m a bit of a fuckup, but I’m trying to remedy that…starting with the irrigation system.”
    “Just the two of you are running this farm. I’d say that means you’re doing just fine. Don’t be so hard on yourself.” She should be one to talk. Cindy pushed herself to be the best. She studied day and night for her agricultural management diploma and then devoted herself one hundred and ten percent when Mr. Oakley gave her a chance to work for him. She rarely gave herself free time, and wouldn’t entertain a social life. It was a sad way to live.
    He stared at her for a long moment making her squirm. “I don’t see a ring on your finger. Why’s that? You’re a catch if ever I saw one.”
    “Looks can be deceiving.”
    Josh stood up, closing the short distance between them. She braced her hands on the dresser behind her to keep from falling over, her legs felt so weak. “You’re a beautiful woman with a good head on her shoulders. There aren’t many women around here worth keeping, trust me on that. You on the other hand…” He leaned closer, his voice trailing off. Why did he have to smell so good? She swore he was going to attempt to kiss her. “…are a prize.” He took a deep breath near her neckline then retreated to the door. She already missed the heat that had radiated from his bare skin, the tickle of his scruff on her cheek.
    “I don’t have an alarm,” she said.
    “Don’t worry, I’ll wake you.” He winked and then closed the door tight, leaving her alone with her body thrumming. Even a cowboy with a reputation could be a gentleman. It surprised her he hadn’t tried to make a move on her. She should be relieved but mostly felt disappointment.
    She let herself fall backwards onto the bed, the springs protesting as she briefly rocked up and down. Cindy exhaled the tense breath she’d been holding, studying the stains on the white ceiling above. What was wrong with her? She must be more repressed than she thought. After constantly avoiding Chance’s advances and now dealing with Josh, she was like a sexual bomb ticking away to detonation. She had to be stronger than her desires though.
    Cindy turned off the night lamp, waiting for her eyes to adjust to the moonlight streaming in through the curtainless window. She slowly undressed, folding her clothes and setting them on the bedside table. “Fuck,” she murmured to herself as she looked down at her right leg. She peeled down the elastic cloth and carefully laid her prosthesis on the floor by the bed. It would be safer to keep it on since she wasn’t home, but her leg was killing her and she needed it off for a while so her skin could breathe. Being a light sleeper, she’d put her leg back on, including her Wranglers, the moment she heard stirring in the house tomorrow morning.
    She slipped under the unfamiliar covers and turned to her side so she could see the moon beyond the window. The clouds moved around the white sphere as if not daring to get too close. It was a beautiful sight that had always brought her peace.
    Cindy eventually closed her eyes, her breathing growing steady. Soon sleep would claim her, and as she often did, she’d dream of being a whole woman. A woman worthy of a husband like Chance or Josh. In her dreams.

Chapter Four
    She stirred to life after a loud bang. Cindy sat up in a rush, trying to get her bearings. Another truck door slammed shut, and muffled male voices could be heard outside her window. She tossed the warm blankets back and rushed to attach the prosthesis to her lower leg. It wasn’t like her to sleep past sunup, but here she was, sitting on the bed with the early morning light warming her skin. After rolling up the lip of