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Alice drove through the town of Weltworth and and smiled when it was in her review mirror. She shuddered thinking about that hick town. Burke really tricked her good. She made good time and was in Fort Worth sooner than she’d thought. She decided to go shopping first. She wanted to hit all the places she couldn’t afford before. She loved the sound the register made as she paid for her new clothes and shoes.

She was going to look great. Burke was going to be a happy man, she just knew it. She bought a few outrageous nighties that she planned to treat him to. What man could resist her breasts practically bare? He’d be glad she spent the money to look good for him. She was not a plain Jane, she wasn’t.

She planned to meet all of Burke’s friends and become the center of society. It might be a small, nothing town but every town needs a queen. She’s show her mother that she wasn’t useless. Once she got the house remodeled she’s invite her parents over and show them how good she was.

Alice stopped by her old apartment to see Jen but she wasn’t there. Maybe it was just as well, Jen really didn’t fit into her life now. Her mother used to always say, “One must make sacrifices to live above it all.” Now Alice knew what she’d meant.

****

Burke needed a shower. A cow was bogged down in what seemed to be the biggest mud pit he’d ever seen. Her calf stood close bawling the whole time. It was hard dirty work but worth it. Yates offered to wash down the horses and Burke took him up on his offer. He was anxious to see his new bride. He hoped that Mrs. Harvy had been able to teach her a lot.

He frowned and furrowed his brow when he noticed his truck was gone. He wondered where Alice had gone. He took his mud caked boots off at the back door and waked into the kitchen. Dinner smelled heavenly and his stomach growled.
Mrs. Harvy came around the corner, stopped and stared. Then she shook her head and laughed. “Making mud pies?”

Burke grinned back. “Something like that. I need to hit the shower. Where is Alice?”

Mrs. Harvy’s expression said it all. Something was amiss.

“Out with it.”

“Mrs. Dawson went shopping around noon and she hasn’t returned.”

His right eyebrow rose. “Mrs. Dawson?”

“Yes, sir, she told me to call her that and you are to be addressed as Mr. Dawson. Are you sure she’s a ranch girl? Well, I guess it makes no never mind. She might be lost or something. I was beginning to get worried.”

“Where did she say she was going?”

She shrugged. “I’m not entirely sure. She said shopping but she hasn’t been in town.”

“Well I’m going up-”

“Wait a minute. Take those clothes off before you get anymore mud in the house.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Burke started unbuttoning his jeans, his eyes full of merriment.

“Wait until I’m out of the house. I thought I raised you better.” She blushed when Burke walked over and kissed her on the cheek.

He laughed as she scurried out to the front porch. Taking his clothes off, he put them in the laundry room, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around him. He hurried upstairs to take his shower, worried about Alice. She wasn’t familiar with the area and Mrs. Harvy just might be right, Alice could be lost.

The hot water beating down on his tired muscles was pure ecstasy. The shower curtain pulled back and he was treated to a magnificent sight. Alice stepped into the shower naked. The glow of her skin took his breath away. Her slender body and long legs were topped off with wonderfully big breasts. Her nipples were a dark coral and perfect.
Alice gave him a brazen smile as she rubbed her breasts against his chest. Grabbing the soap she had him lathered up in record time, teasing him as his erection stood at attention.

“Happy to see me?” she asked, her voice seductive.

He could hardly breathe as she knelt down in front of him. “Oh yeah, very happy. Ohh, that feels good.” He threaded his fingers through the top of her hair. The next thing he knew he was crying out her name.

She stood and he pulled her against him, hard again, he wanted to give her some pleasure.

“Oh, go and get dressed. I’ll be out in a minute.”

“But-”

She put her soft slender finger over his lips. “That was all for you. Now go.”

Stunned he stared at her rosey face. “Later?”

“Of course later,” she said huskily.

Burke’s heart felt full. He nodded and grabbed his towel. He was a very lucky guy. He got dressed, headed downstairs and was surprised that Mrs. Harvy had already left. She always stayed and had dinner with him. She probably wanted to give him and Alice time alone.

Shepard’s pie and homemade bread were on the stove all ready for them. He set the table, waiting for Alice and when she finally came down she was wearing a silky red robe. She had his attention instantly and he wanted skip dinner.

“No, silly, we need to eat. We’ll have plenty of time later. Now you sit and I’ll make your dinner.”

Burke wanted to laugh. Apparently to Alice, making dinner consisted of putting it on a plate. Thank you. Looks great.”

She sat across from him and nodded. “Thanks, I hope you like it.” She proceeded to eat and he wondered if she wasn’t a bit touched in the head.
He was almost finished eating when he felt a foot on his lap rubbing against him. Later must be now. He groaned and ran his hand up her smooth leg. He couldn’t reach as far as he wanted.

Getting out of the chair he rounded the table and lifted her into his arms. He set her on the kitchen counter and untied her robe. The red negligee underneath was stunning with lots of lace that was see-through in all the right places.

He quickly had the straps down and began at her neck, nibbling his way down to her taunt nipple. He took one into his mouth as he stroked the other one. He could feel her tremble against him. In a flash, he had his pants down around his ankles as he thrust into her. Her little cries spurred him on. They went at it faster and faster until they spiraled up and then back down.

Burke was spent as he held her in his arms. He couldn’t care if she couldn’t cook. She made him happy in other ways.

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The next morning Mrs. Harvy arrived bright and early. Burke greeted her at the door with a hug and kiss on the cheek. “We couldn’t do without you.”

The older, slender woman smiled. “I thought it best for the bride to decide. I’m glad to be here. Now where is she? I can’t wait to meet her.”

“She’s sleeping.” Burke wasn’t sure if he should be embarrassed about Alice’s late sleeping or not.

“Well of course she is. A new bride. I bet you kept her up late.” She laughed and winked at him. The sparkle in her eyes had him shaking his head.

“She’ll be down soon. I already ate and day’s awastin’.”

“Yes it is. Will you be back for lunch?”

“I should be but don’t wait on me.” He leaned down and kissed Mrs. Harvy’s cheek. “Thank you.”

“You go on before I start blushing.”

Burke laughed as he walked out the door. He breathed a bit easier knowing that Alice wouldn’t have to spend the day alone. With the two of them working together it should make for a nice day for Alice. He still wished she’d get up earlier to help make breakfast but he’d give her a few more days.

Last night had been amazing. Alice was very giving in bed. She excited him like no other woman before. He couldn’t help the big grin on his face. Mrs. Harvy was right, she was a new bride and he probably wore her out last night. He hoped she got used to it, he planned on wearing her out a lot. Her only flaw was that she snored light a freight train.

His foreman, Nash Crosby, was waiting in the barn for him. Nash was a bit older than Burke and he relied on the older man’s advice. They were building a growing ranch together. Nash stood almost as tall as Burke. He had light brown hair, that he wore short and blue eyes. His skin was tan and almost a bit leathery from the constant sun. He was honest and loyal and Burtke felt lucky to have him.

“When do we get to meet the Mrs.?” Nash asked.

“Soon enough I suppose. She told me she was a ranching gal but I don’t see it. She can’t cook and the look she gave me when I mentioned housework was the look of the devil.”

Nash started saddling up his Bay horse. “Maybe she’s more of a hands on type of rancher. She might be able to ride and rope.”

Burke hadn’t thought about it. “Could be you’re right.” He put the saddle on his paint. “Wished she’d just told me instead of making me suffer through her cooking.”

“Could be that she wanted to be the best wife she could for you.”

They walked their horses out of the barn. “You know, Nash, I think you might be right. Let’s get the cattle moved to the east pasture. Are Dan, Surly and Yates up there now?”

“Yes. I told them to get started.”

Burke mounted his horse. “Good, let’s roll.”

****

Alice woke before noon. She would have slept longer but she heard the vacuum. A smile played on her lips. Burke loved her that was for sure. All she had to do was ask and it was hers. It was a heady feeling to know she had so much power over a man. His ranch might not be as big as she wanted but she knew he had plenty of money. The prize her won for his bull was big.

She dressed in her best clothes and went down the stairs to meet the help. At least she knew how to deal with servants. Her mother taught her something. She was surprised that Mrs. Harvey appeared so cheerful. She was used to starch, prim, uniformed housekeepers.

“Good Morning,” Alice said with a formal nod.

“Hi, honey. Why aren’t you a pretty little thing?

Burke told me you needed a bit of help. It’ll be fun to work together.”

“Mr. Dawson thinks we are going to work together? Surely you’re mistaken. Please don’t call me honey, I’m Mrs. Dawson.”

Mrs. Harvy drew in a sharp gasp. Her eyes widened, then saddened. “Nice to meet you Mrs. Dawson.” She turned back to her vacuuming.

Alice wondered why the maid seemed shocked, but to turn away from her employer was plain rude. She’d have to have a talk with Burke about that woman. She grabbed a set of keys that hung next to the door and left the house. Seeing that Burke left the truck for her made her happy. They’d have to get a car for her of course, but today she planned to drive to Fort Worth and do some shopping. She also wanted to see Jen. She was giddy inside. Dreams do come true to those deserving and as far as she was concerned, she deserved it.

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Alice wanted to scream. Where was the fancy ranch house? Where was the cook? She never for a minute considered that Burke was poor. He tricked her. He never once gave her any indication that he was poor. She’d been looking forward to throwing her successful marriage in her mother’s face, now she couldn’t let her know of her downfall.

He just won a ton of money. She’d have to be sure that she got new clothes and things. She left a lot of her clothes with Jen. She figured she’d just go and buy new ones. Her heart dropped. How could she have been such a fool? She barely knew how to cook. Well until she got her hands on some of that money she’d have to be a good wife.

She groaned wondering if she was supposed to do laundry and clean the house. She sure hoped not. She’d just had her nails done and she wasn’t about to ruin them for anyone.

By the time Burke returned she managed to make eggs, bacon and toast. She was quiet proud as she served Burke a plateful. She loaded her own plate and sat at the table. She buttered her toast, took a bite and looked at him. He didn’t seem pleased and he wasn’t eating.

“Is something wrong?”

“Have you cooked much in the past?”

“Of course. Now eat up before it gets cold.”

Burke nodded and stared down at his plate. The eggs were soggy, the bacon limp and toast usually had some brownness to it.

“Not edible?” she asked curtly. She could see that it was lacking.

“It’s fine. You just don’t know my preferences yet. I prefer the eggs to be dry, the bacon crisp and I like my toast, toasted. But this is good for today and I thank you.”

Surprised, Alice watched Burke dig in and eat. She wanted to laugh at the faces he made but she pretended that everything was fine. She picked at hers until he was done. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and headed out the door.

Sighing she put the dishes and the pans in the sink. She wondered where they wpuld go and what they would do on their first day together.

Sitting on the sofa, she waited over an hour. This place was as bad as her apartment. Dejected she went upstairs and unpacked, making mental notes what she needed from the store. A day at the mall was what she needed. It’d been a while since she had money to burn. She wanted to fix up the house but her needs were greater.

Looking at the time she decided to make herself some lunch. Sandwiches she could handle. There was plenty of lunchmeat and cheeses in the refrigerator. She got busy making herself one when Burke came in. She smiled, what she hoped was a loving wifely smile.

“Oh that looks good,” Burke said staring at her sandwich.

It dawned on her that he wanted her to make him one. “Would you like one?”

He nodded. “Better make that two, I’m starved.”

She started making his sandwiches. “What’s the plan?”

“For what?”

“What are we doing today, darling?” She added the darling for good measure.

“Well, I have cattle to attend to and you have plenty here to keep you busy.”

“Such as?” She handed him his sandwiches and grabbed hers. Once again they sat across from each other.  She leaned in and smiled. She wanted him to want to be with her.

“You know, wife stuff.”

Alice sat back and clenched her hands under the table. She knew what he expected. Glancing away, she tried to find her smile but it was gone.

“Is something wrong?” She could hear the concern in his voice.

“Did you marry me to do your laundry?”

“Alice, look at me.”

Her mother had been right. No man would ever want her. Burke only wanted a housekeeper with benefits. A tear rolled down her face. Her disappointment grew greater and greater. “Don’t you have cowboys or people to do the cattle stuff?”

“Yes, I have Nash, Dan, Yates and Surly. They are cow hands, I guess what you’d call cowboys. They work the ranch with me.”

“Who has been doing all the housework?” She still couldn’t look at him.

“Mrs. Harvy. She cooks mostly. She does my laundry too.”

Relief fell over her. She took a deep breath and wiped her tear away. “Then why can’t we spend some time together?” She looked at him and wondered at his surprised expression.

“I guess I hadn’t given it much thought. I mean I just got back from getting you, plus the days I took off for the stock show. I’m behind. Damn, did you expect me to spend the day with you?” He looked so sincere and clueless.

“It’s fine, like you said there is plenty to do here. The weekend can be ours.” Noticing his frown her heart sank. “We don’t get the weekends off?”

“Honey, this is a working ranch. I’ll give Mrs. Harvy a call. She thought you’d want to take care of the house yourself. I’ll call her. She can come in a couple days a week and help you out. I have plenty of books in my make shift library. Maybe you could read or something.”

Alice stood up and rounded the table. She leaned over his shoulder and kissed his shaven cheek. She loved the smell of him, so masculine. She was used to men wearing various colognes. She liked Burkes smell the best. She also loved that he was willing to please her.

She kept her smile long after he left. It wasn’t so hard to get her own way. She’d have him wrapped around her finger in no time.

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Burke was up before the sun. He quickly got dressed in his work clothes, his wranglers, a blue button down shirt, and made his way to the kitchen. He put the coffee on and marveled at the smile he couldn’t stop. He hit the jackpot with Alice. She was a wild one and he couldn’t get enough of her. Imagine a beautiful woman like that wanting a cowboy like him.

He hoped that she’d be happy that he made the coffee and he also hoped for a good morning kiss when he got back from the barn. He’d made sure that his kitchen was well stocked for his bride. The loneness that had been a big part of him began to ebb. He needed to talk to his hands. They knew about the wedding and he wanted them to meet Alice.

He liked the easygoing family atmosphere they’d created on the ranch and he expected it to continue. His foreman, Nash rounded the corner. He was a good dependable man about fifty years of age. He was graying at the temples giving him a salt and pepper look. His Blue eyes were always serious. Burke trusted the man completely.

“Well? Did you tie the knot?” Nash smiled.

“I sure did. I want you guys to meet her this afternoon. Might as well give her some time to unpack and such.”

“I’m happy for you, Burke. Where is she from?”

Burke frowned. “Hell, I guess I don’t rightly know. I met her in Fort Worth but I think her parents have a ranch not too far from there.” He felt odd not knowing. “She mentioned something about not getting along with her mom.”

Another hand, Dan walked up. He was tall with curly brown hair and brown eyes. “She must have you pretty dazzled if you don’t know all the details. Usually nothing gets by you.” He laughed.

Burke smiled. “Dazzled is the word for it. I’m a lucky man. I can’t stay out her jawing with all of you. Move the cattle to the higher pasture. The grass is better up there this time of year.”

“You got it, Boss,” Nash said.

Burke whistled as he walked back to the house. He wondered what Alice would have ready for breakfast. Having a wife had perks he hadn’t really thought of.

He opened the back door and walked into the kitchen. It stood empty. His boot steps echoed through the house as he went up the stairs. Alice was still asleep. “Alice?”

No response.

“Alice, honey its morning.”

She opened her eyes and glared at him. “What the hell are you doing?”

He blinked and gazed at her. This was his sweet Alice? Obviously not a morning person. “I’m waking up my sweet wife.” He sat on the bed next to her.

“What time is it?”

“7:30. I let you sleep in. I have the coffee made and we can have breakfast when you’re ready.”

“7:30? What time did you get up?” She threw him a frown.

“I slept in a bit myself. I got up about an hour ago. Would you like me to bring you a cup of coffee?”

“I think you’d better. I don’t get up until 9:00 at the earliest. I’m awake now so we’ll go with it but don’t wake me up again. It’s not polite.” Her voice conveyed her crankiness.

He nodded and left the bedroom. Definitely not a morning person. She’d just have to suck it up and get used to it. Who sleeps until 9:00? Her frown had been downright scary. Maybe easing her into his routine would be the best way to go. He wanted her to be happy.

Before he had a chance to pour her coffee she was down the stairs. Her hair bounced as she walked and her green eyes glowed. Her jeans looked as though they had been painted on and her pink t-shirt made her seem so feminine. Yep, he was a lucky man.

“I wasn’t sure how you wanted your coffee. I drink mine black.”

“No problem, I like cream and sugar but I’ll do it. It has to be just right.” She kissed his cheek as she walked past him. She got her coffee all ready and sat at the big wooden table. It had served as the eating table for generations of Dawsons. He watched as she ran her hand over the fine wood.

“We need a new table I guess. This one had so many scratches.”

“It’s been in my family for generations. I’m proud of that table.”

Her eyes widened. “Oh, of course.”

“You can change other things. You can make new curtains or sofa covers. I have more furniture in the attic. All you have to do is ask and I’ll have it brought down.” Burke sat across from her and smiled.

He studied her as she seemed to be examining the whole kitchen. He could tell she found it lacking and it hurt his pride. “I know I haven’t updated the kitchen but the appliances all work and that’s what counts right?”

She hesitated and nodded. “I’m sure it will all be fine.”

“So, what’s for breakfast?” he asked trying to sound cheerful.

“Breakfast? Toast I guess not too dark though.”

Burke laughed. “I meant what are you making?”

“Oh, right. I don’t know. What would you like?”

“Eggs, scrambled are my favorite. Bacon and toast is good too.”

Alice stood, glanced at the refrigerator then back at him. “Tell you what. Why don’t you go do something for a bit while I get accustomed to this kitchen? Come back in say a half hour?”

Burke stood and pulled Alice into his arms. She felt so soft, so right. He kissed her soft lips and let her go. “I’ll be back.”

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The lure of his intoxicating scent, sexy grin and hard body brought her back. Sandy thought she could leave this small do nothing town but two miles from town she made the bus driver stop and let her out.

The walk had done her good. It helped to clear her head. Jack was a part of her heart and soul. How could she have ever thought she could leave that behind?

Standing at the corner, she scanned Main Street. She had to admit that it was quaint. All the buildings were so well kept with their cheerful awnings. Every store and owner was familiar. She’d known them forever, just like Jack.

Biting the bottom of her lip she shoved her hand in her pocket, reaching for her cell phone. She turned it on and there were frantic texts from her mother. Sneaking out in the middle of the night had seemed like the perfect plan. Now she was washed in shame.

There was nothing from Jack and her heart beat out of control. A part of her wanted him to ask her to stay. She had told him that a clean break was best but she never expected he’d take it to heart.

Sandy stared at the sidewalk hoping for an answer. What should she do? She’d already caused enough trouble. She supposed she better call her mother first and ease her mind. And Jack? She didn’t have a clue what to say to him.

A car screeched to a halt next to her and she looked up. Her gaze met Jack’s and all of his pain and fury were in his eyes.

He strode to her and stared. Reaching for her he hauled her body to his. “You are mine.”

Sandy wrapped her arms around his trim waist. “Forever.”

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Instinctively she covered her stomach with her hands. A family? Not if she could help it. “This is your ranch?”

Burke was already out of the truck. He came around, opened the door and lifted her out. He carried her across the yard and up the wooden steps. Reaching he opened an old screen door and carried her inside. This couldn’t be happening. There had to be some mistake. This could not, would not be her new home.

****

Burke’s eyes twinkled at her. “This is it our home. Feel free to change what you like. I spend most of my days tending the cattle. If you like later I can take you riding so you can see more of your new home.”

Alice stood in the middle of the farm kitchen wide eyed and silent.

“It’s a lot to take in all at once,” he continued.

He followed as she walked out of the kitchen into the family room. He hoped she liked the massive fire place. “Have you ever made love in front of a fire? I can’t wait for those colder nights.”

Suddenly she whirled on him. “This is it? Tell me this is a joke. This place is nothing more than a broken down tinder box.”

Burke felt gut kicked. “I admit that I need to make a few improvements, but sugar I haven’t had the time.”

“I see.”

He wondered what she was thinking. She didn’t look pleased. “Is something wrong Alice?”

“No, not at all. How much land do you have?”

“I have the biggest spread around.”

“Oh, well that’s good. I bet that gets you a lot of respect in town.”

Her questions puzzled him. “I’ve always been well respected.”

Alice stood in front of Burke raised herself on her tiptoes and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around her pulling her against him. He wanted her. He grabbed her rear and deepened the kiss. The sound of her moan set him off and he picked her up and carried her upstairs. What he wouldn’t do for this woman, his wife.

****

Burke was up before the sun. He quickly got dressed in his work clothes, his wranglers, a blue button down shirt, and made his way to the kitchen. He put the coffee on and marveled at the smile he couldn’t stop. He hit the jackpot with Alice. She was a wild one and he couldn’t get enough of her. Imagine a beautiful woman like that wanting a cowboy like him.

He hoped that she’d be happy that he made the coffee and he also hoped for a good morning kiss when he got back from the barn. He’d made sure that his kitchen was well stocked for his bride. The loneness that had been a big part of him began to ebb. He needed to talk to his hands. They knew about the wedding and he wanted them to meet Alice.

He liked the easygoing family atmosphere they’d created on the ranch and he expected it to continue. His foreman, Nash rounded the corner. He was a good dependable man about fifty years of age. He was graying at the temples giving him a salt and pepper look. His Blue eyes were always serious. Burke trusted the man completely.

“Well? Did you tie the knot?” Nash smiled.

“I sure did. I want you guys to meet her this afternoon. Might as well give her some time to unpack and such.”

“I’m happy for you, Burke. Where is she from?”

Burke frowned. “Hell, I guess I don’t rightly know. I met her in Fort Worth but I think her parents have a ranch not too far from there.” He felt odd not knowing. “She mentioned something about not getting along with her mom.”

Another hand, Dan walked up. He was tall with curly brown hair and brown eyes. “She must have you pretty dazzled if you don’t know all the details. Usually nothing gets by you.” He laughed.

Burke smiled. “Dazzled is the word for it. I’m a lucky man. I can’t stay out her jawing with all of you. Move the cattle to the higher pasture. The grass is better up there this time of year.”

“You got it, Boss,” Nash said.

Burke whistled as he walked back to the house. He wondered what Alice would have ready for breakfast. Having a wife had perks he hadn’t really thought of.

He opened the back door and walked into the kitchen. It stood empty. His boot steps echoed through the house as he went up the stairs. Alice was still asleep. “Alice?”

No response.

“Alice, honey its morning.”

She opened her eyes and glared at him. “What the hell are you doing?”

He blinked and gazed at her. This was his sweet Alice? Obviously not a morning person. “I’m waking up my sweet wife.” He sat on the bed next to her.

“What time is it?”

“7:30. I let you sleep in. I have the coffee made and we can have breakfast when you’re ready.”

“7:30? What time did you get up?” She threw him a frown.

“I slept in a bit myself. I got up about an hour ago. Would you like me to bring you a cup of coffee?”

“I think you’d better. I don’t get up until 9:00 at the earliest. I’m awake now so we’ll go with it but don’t wake me up again. It’s not polite.” Her voice conveyed her crankiness.

He nodded and left the bedroom. Definitely not a morning person. She’d just have to suck it up and get used to it. Who sleeps until 9:00? Her frown had been downright scary. Maybe easing her into his routine would be the best way to go. He wanted her to be happy.

Before he had a chance to pour her coffee she was down the stairs. Her hair bounced as she walked and her green eyes glowed. Her jeans looked as though they had been painted on and her pink t-shirt made her seem so feminine. Yep, he was a lucky man.

“I wasn’t sure how you wanted your coffee. I drink mine black.”

“No problem, I like cream and sugar but I’ll do it. It has to be just right.” She kissed his cheek as she walked past him. She got her coffee all ready and sat at the big wooden table. It had served as the eating table for generations of Dawsons. He watched as she ran her hand over the fine wood.

“We need a new table I guess. This one had so many scratches.”

“It’s been in my family for generations. I’m proud of that table.”

Her eyes widened. “Oh, of course.”

“You can change other things. You can make new curtains or sofa covers. I have more furniture in the attic. All you have to do is ask and I’ll have it brought down.” Burke sat across from her and smiled.

He studied her as she seemed to be examining the whole kitchen. He could tell she found it lacking and it hurt his pride. “I know I haven’t updated the kitchen but the appliances all work and that’s what counts right?”

She hesitated and nodded. “I’m sure it will all be fine.”

“So, what’s for breakfast?” he asked trying to sound cheerful

.

“Breakfast? Toast I guess not too dark though.”

Burke laughed. “I meant what are you making?”

“Oh, right. I don’t know. What would you like?”

“Eggs, scrambled are my favorite. Bacon and toast is good too.”

Alice stood, glanced at the refrigerator then back at him. “Tell you what. Why don’t you go do something for a bit while I get accustomed to this kitchen? Come back in say a half hour?”

Burke stood and pulled Alice into his arms. She felt so soft, so right. He kissed her soft lips and let her go. “I’ll be back.”

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Thanks Kathleen for inviting me over to hang out at your blog and chat about my newest release, The Gambler’s Daughter. It’s the third book in a trilogy involving the same family and various members’ voyages on the Queen Mary ocean liner. All three stories are stand alone books and there’s no need to have read them other ones to enjoy this one. They all have mystery and murder and romance- three of my favorite kinds of stories in one.

I’m fascinated by the old ocean liners that sailed the seas throughout the twentieth century. They’re great fun to feature in stories. They’re almost characters in and of themselves. I spent two nights on the Queen Mary where it’s moored in Long Beach, California as a hotel now. It’s a fascinating place and I hope I did it justice in this story. I used the little girl ghost, Jackie, who haunts the ship, as a character as well.

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Bernadette McSwain’s family has a strong connection to the Queen Mary ocean liner. They’re invited to sail on the Queen’s final voyage to her new home in Long Beach, California in 1967. Bernadette and her cousin, Michel are writing a book on the spirits who haunt the mighty ship. Bernadette’s psychic abilities help in their research. They meet a young Spanish grandee, Lazarus Garcia, who’s on the ship as a chef to learn to run his own first class restaurant. He’s surrounded by anguished spirits whom Bernadette can see. When passengers start to die in violent ways, Bernadette suspects Lazarus of the crimes. This suspicion causes a rift between the cousins as Michel has befriended the Spaniard. As the voyage continues and Lazarus tries to charm her, Bernadette must make a decision about him or face losing her cousin, both literally and figuratively.

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Bernadette stomped down the corridor with Michel hot on her heels. "Wait up, Detta. He's just some hired hand. Don't let him ruin our walk around the ship. We need to cover some more ground for you to get a feel for the energy of the place. It's a big ship and soon there'll be a lot of people onboard. We're lucky they let us on early and have given us free rein."

She kept walking, faster and faster.

Michel grabbed her upper arm. "Stop. Stop and tell me what the heck is wrong with you. You're walking so fast, it's like some demon is on your tail."

She turned toward him. "That man is evil. He's surrounded by spirits. All kinds of spirits. I've never seen anything like it. They're all trying to get his attention and he's oblivious. It terrifies me."

"Come over here and sit down a minute. Your face is red and you look like you're going to explode." Michel pointed toward the alcove near the elevators.

She followed him over to the sofa and chairs. They sat on a green velvet sofa, side by side. Michel took her by the hand. "Tell me exactly what you saw."

"When I first opened the door, I didn't see anything except the man's head, but once he stood all the way up, I could see wisps floating around him. It was almost like a fog. Then it seemed to lift and filter out into separate shapes. None of them tried to communicate with me, but they were clearly trying to communicate with him."

"What did they look like?"

"It's hard to describe. They were very nebulous and unformed. They looked like they were in anguish and all I could focus on was their faces. It was all I could do to talk to the insufferable, arrogant--"

"It's all right. Chances are, you won't run into him again. He's a kitchen worker and you're a first class passenger. It'll be rare that you're even in the same area of the ship."

"Good. I don't want to see him again." She reached out and grabbed Michel's hand. She squeezed it. "It made my heart ache to see all those spirits. Do you think he could've killed those people?"

"I have no idea." Michel reared back. "I just met the man and only spoke a couple of words to him. I can't make any judgment about him based on that."

"I sure can." She let go of Michel's hand and stood. "Come on, then, we have a vessel to inspect.

Jillian Chantal is the writer of romantic stories with an international flair. She enjoys history and has penned a few early twentieth century historical romances. She also loves the modern era and has contemporary fiction stories available as well. She lives on the gulf coast of Florida in a little slice of paradise.

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What a whirlwind of activity. The last few days had him on his toes the whole time. He wondered if Alice was as pretty as he remembered. He imagined her making dinner, then they’d talk about their day and the best part, he’d strip her naked. Sounded like a great plan. He felt bad for her. Her apartment had been shabby and she had tears in her eyes when she asked if he could pay the rent. Anything to keep her happy. He was the luckiest guy in all of Texas.

License in hand he traveled to Fort Worth wearing his best clothes. He had on a pair of black jeans with a black western shirt. Pulling in front of Alice’s apartment his stomach started doing flips. He was more nervous than he’s thought.

Alice came running down the stairs in a fashionable blue dress. He wondered how she afforded such a dress. He got out of the truck and before he knew it she was in his arms. “Glad to see me?”

Alice laughed and kissed him. “Of course I am. This is the happiest day of my life. Jen is coming with Dakota. It’s really going to be great!”

“Where’s your stuff or did you want us to come back after to get it?”

“I only have a suitcase. It’s heavy.”

Burke smiled. “I

’ll grab it for you.” The way she looked at him made him feel ten feet tall.
Leaning against his truck in her fancy blue dress, Burke was more convinced than ever that he was making the right decision. He was already looking forward to the wedding night.

It wasn’t a far drive to the Justice of the peace office. The practically ran up the stone steps in their excitement. Before they knew it the ceremony was over and they had hugged and kissed Jen and Dakota. They climbed into the truck and Burke couldn’t wait for their new life to begin.

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Alice stared down at the plain gold band that was now her wedding ring. She expected diamonds. After all there wasn’t an engagement ring. He probably was having one made.

“Where are we going? I’ve been trying to guess the last few days.”
Burke gave her a sidelong glance. “Going?”

“On our honeymoon. Are we flying out of DFW airport?” She didn’t like the way he hesitated. “We are going somewhere right?”

“We’re going to the ranch. I can’t be away from the livestock for extended periods, surely you know that.”

She put on a smile and nodded. “Of course, darling. I’m really looking forward to seeing the house and the land. Tell me about it. Wait! Don’t I want it to be a surprise.”
“I’m sure you’ll like it,” Burke said with pride.

“What was the name of the town?”

“It’s a small town called Wentworth. It had everything a person could want.”
Alice sighed happily. She had done it. She had attracted and married a rich man. Her first call would be to her mother to shove it in her face. There would be no plain Jane as long as Burke was around. In fact she bet she was now richer than her parents. She’d always hated society events but mainly it was because of her mother. Her she could take her place in society as Burke’s wife. The garden club, the country club, she bet they had a woman’s group for the elite of Wentworth.

Burke took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “You look happy.”

“I am. I am very happy.” She put her hand on his thigh and almost laughed when he removed it.

“I need to concentrate on driving, sugar.”

A woman’s power in the bedroom was great, she realized. It would be a good thing to remember. The further they traveled the less populated it seemed. “Is this all ranch land?”

“Most of it. Not too much farther.”

Her nerves all tingled. Her excitement barely contained. Burke turned down a dirt road and the ride became extremely bumpy.

He started to slow and she gasped.

“I knew you’d like it. It really needs a woman’s touch. It’s a fine place to raise a family.”

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They went to the elevator and Alice’s stomach felt full of butterflies. She wasn’t one to go with strange men to their rooms. She’d have to set him straight. No sex until marriage. It wasn’t that she didn’t have any experience but she wanted a ring on her finger.

“I thought you already had a room here.”

“I do but I was sharing with a couple other guys. We aren’t in the room much so we decided to share the cost. I got us a nice room, wait until you see it.”

His words made her feel special. A warm glow ran through her body. No one ever did nice things for her. He was the one, she knew it.

Burke opened the door and gestured for her to enter first. It was a nice room. She’d stayed in plenty before with her parents, but never with a man. Money didn’t matter to him.

“”I have wine and the mini bar is fully stocked. We even have chocolate covered strawberries. What would you like?”

Beer was her favorite but she wanted to prove that she had class. “White wine would be perfect. Is there a chardonnay in there?”

He squatted down in front of the bar and her view was mouthwatering. He filled out his jeans like no other. His muscled thighs were evident as well as his perfect ass. Her mouth went dry staring at him. He quickly stood and turned.

Alice could feel a blush cross her face as he handed her a glass of wine. What she wouldn’t give to wake up to him every morning. “Let’s check the view,” she suggested walking to the ceiling to floor windows.

She could feel the heat of him as he stopped right behind her. She took a sip and signed. Burke snaked his arms around her waist and kissed the side of her neck sending shivers through her.

“Yes it is a nice view,” he commented before he blew in her ear.

Her breasts grew heavy and need pooled inside her. To hell with the wedding ring, she wanted him now.

Chapter Two

Burke woke before the sun smiling. What an incredible night. He never knew sex could be so powerful. Gazing at her she looked angelic with her blonde hair spread on her pillow. He hoped they would spend the day together. He really wanted to get to know her better before he had to go home.

Being with Alice made him realize just how lonely he’d been. Somehow he felt like a better person around her. She elevated his confidence and he liked it. He liked it a lot. She was perfect in every way. She knew about ranching and he bet she’d make the perfect helpmate. He could imagine coming home to a warm dinner and kids, he wanted kids.

She stirred and her long eyelashes fluttered. She graced him with a smile. “Good morning.”

“Yes, it is. You’re so beautiful.”

Alice closed her eyes and shook her head. “No one has ever called me that before.”

“Is the world blind? You are beautiful, very beautiful.” He leaned over and caressed her cheek.

“My mother always told me I was a plain Jane. I believe her.”

Burke sat up in the bed. “I don’t know why anyone would say that to you, especially a mother.”

Her smile made his heart squeeze. “I don’t get along with my parents. I moved here not too long ago and it’s been hard to find a job. My friend Jen and I share an apartment. We don’t have the money to pay the rent this month. I feel at loose ends. Truthfully I don’t know where I’ll end up.”

He knew it was crazy but he couldn’t help himself. “Marry me.”

“Really? Wait isn’t it too fast?”

She bit her lip and he was afraid she’d make herself bleed. Burke cupped her chin and ran his thumb over her luscious lips. The same lips that kissed every part of him last night. He felt himself harden. “Maybe, but I want you to live on my ranch with me as my wife. I don’t want to take a chance of losing you.”

Alice reached out and caressed his whiskered face. “Let’s do it!”

Burke intended to make love to her again. He was in need but she jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom and he heard the lock click. Damn, no fun in the shower either. He lay back on his pillow and smiled. Today he was getting married to the prettiest filly he’d ever seen.

He quickly slipped out of bed, put on his jeans and knocked on the door to the bathroom. “Don’t we need some paperwork or something?”

“Oh, heck I didn’t think of that.” The door swung open and there she stood wrapped in a thick white towel. Even with her hair plastered to her head so wowed him. “Last I hear it was a seventy-two hour wait.”

“I can’t be gone that long from my ranch.” He ran his hand through his hair trying to come up with a solution. “What if we go get the license? I take you back to your apartment and I go home. I’ll make some calls and we’ll be married on Tuesday.” He held his breath hoping for a positive answer.

Alice smiled and nodded. She squealed in delight when He picked her up and dropped her on the bed. “Should we?”

“Oh, darlin’, we most definitely should.”

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The berth of his shoulders took her breath away. She’d never seen eyes so blue and his brown hair under his Stetson appeared to be thick. She wanted to throw his hat off and run her finger through his hair. She could see his powerful arm muscles beneath his shirt. This was a real man and she wanted him.

She’d done it. She’d actually attracted a rich man. One that she knew she could learn to love. She wondered how big his house was. It was probably nestled under a grove of trees, with a huge wraparound porch.

She’s make friends with the staff, unlike her mother. She wanted to be respected. Most of all she wanted to see her mother’s face when she came to visit. Plain Jane no more.

“Where is your ranch?”

Burke gave a big sexy grin that churned her insides. “It’s outside of Weltworth. Not all that far from here.”

“I bet you have a lot of land.”

“Yes, I do, enough for my needs.” He stopped and turned toward her. Alice gazed into his eyes with great anticipation. She licked her lips as he lowered his head. She could feel his strength behind his masterful kiss. Reaching up she wrapped her arms around his neck, wanting more, needing more.

His tongue made her crazy and before she knew it she felt weak in the knees. Instant chemistry, was rare for her. She pulled away and gazed dreamily into his blue eyes. The desire she saw in them excited her. Her whole body hummed.

“How long will you be in Fort Worth?” She held her breath, waiting for the answer.

“I need to be back by Monday. Now that my Bull won, I’m expecting quite a few phone calls.”

“Oh, are you selling him?”

“No, his well his bloodline is strong and he’ll breed great stock.”

She hadn’t a clue but she didn’t want him to know she was so ignorant. “Of course. That is great!” She gave him a big smile. She hoped it was a dazzling smile but somehow she knew she didn’t possess one.

They continued to walk arm and arm back toward the saloon. “Can I walk you to your car?” he asked.

“No, I don’t have a car.”

Burke nodded. “Your friend drove. We can try to find her.” He pulled out a cell phone. “What’s her number?”

“She doesn’t have a phone. Um, she doesn’t believe in cell phones. What about if I came to your hotel? I could get a cab from there.” Damn, one lie after another. She hoped he believed her. At the very least she might be able to get the rent money from him.

Burke stopped and studied her face. He cocked his right eyebrow. “Are you sure you want to come back to the hotel?”

Once again she found herself lost in his blue eyes. “Yes I would love to.”

Burke grinned and grabbed her hand. “I’m staying up there.” He pointed to a nice hotel behind the stockyards. She’d always wanted to stay there.

Alice squeezed his hand and they started the trek to the hotel. It wasn’t a long walk. Once inside Burke hesitated. He seemed unsure of himself.

“Would you like to have a drink at the bar?” he asked.

“That would be great.” Alice walked beside Burke. He had his hand on the small of her back and she loved it.

To her dismay it was crowded and noisy with cowboys from the rodeo. Many came to shake Burke’s hand. Finally, he led her out of the bar. “I’m sorry about that. How about a quiet drink in my room?”

“Privacy would be nice.” She nodded.

“I’ll be right back.” He went to the service desk and she watched as he gave them his credit card, signed something and got a room key.

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Burke Dawson was riding high at the White Elephant Saloon. It was the oldest bar in Fort Worth. He won the biggest purse in the stock show for his prize bull. He’d hoped to place, but winning felt so much better. The bar was jammed packed but as soon as the cute little blonde entered through the swinging doors, he was hooked

He heard a low whistle behind him and turned to look at his friend Dakota. “What’s gotten into you?”

Dakota laughed, his brown eyes dancing. “Something wrong with your baby blues? That sweet young thing wants you.”

“The blonde? I saw her.”

“If I were you I’d grab her before anyone else. She’s hot and it looks like she had a friend.”

Burke laughed, turning back to catch sight of the young blonde. He didn’t have to look far she was coming his way. He signaled to the waitress. “A bottle of champagne and four glasses please.”

“Anything for the champ,” she replied with an eager smile.

Burke smiled back but he wasn’t quite feeling it. Everyone was his friend when he had money. It was the people who stuck by him in the hard times that counted. He’d lost his parents a few years ago and had been working 24/7 trying to get ahead. Funny, his burden lightened considerably at the thought of the money and the girl. It had been a long time since he’d seen anyone as sweet looking.

Her eyes were green and they sparkled at him. He reached out a hand to her and she took it. Her hand was so soft, so small, so unlike himself. Her blonde hair was the blondest he’d ever seen. “I’m Burke, Burke Dawson.”

She smiled and her bow shaped lips were perfect. “I’m Alice Spinner.”

Burke squeezed her hand. The champagne had arrived and he poured the bubbly liquid into the fluted glass. He handed it to her. She was gorgeous. He looked next to him and noticed Dakota talking to Alice’s friend. He handed the dark haired woman a glass of champagne. He gave one to Dakota, almost laughing. Dakota was strictly a beer and whiskey man.

He had to hand it to Dakota, he played his part well. There was nothing wrong with living the high life every once in a while. Burke toasted with Alice and his hear swelled at her smile. He’d forgotten how good life could be. There was a world besides horses, cattle and manure. He planned to enjoy every aspect of the evening.

“I just love a man with dark hair and blue eyes,” she murmured.

Burke was no school boy but he could feel a blush creep up to his face. He looked her over. Her boots were scuffed, a good sign. She was not a tourist. Her red western shirt matched her nail polish. Her denim skirt was short without being too short and her legs were so long, he could imagine them wrapped around him.

The thought of her naked, under him had him worked up. He hadn’t felt this way in a very long time.

“So, tell me about yourself.” Alice took a step closer to him, until her breast was touching his arm.

Swallowing hard her stared into her magical green eyes. “I own a ranch.”

“You’re a rancher? I love ranches. You must love living on one.”

Those words worked their way into his heart. A ranching woman. This might lead to something after all. He leaned down to talk to her. The music was getting quite loud. “Yes, I love ranching life, you?”

Alice smiled and nodded.

“Listen, I can hardly hear in here. Would you like to take a walk?”

Alice whispered into her friend’s ear and put her glass on a nearby table. “I’d love to.” She grabbed his hand and he led them out of the bar.

It was February in Fort Worth. The days were already getting warmer and the nights a bit cool yet. Alice didn’t have coat. Burke took his off and draped it around her shoulders. They laughed at how long it was on her.

“Do you live around here,” he asked, putting his arm around her waist and pulling her close to his side.

“No, just visiting. I just love the rodeo so my friend Jen and I made a special trip to watch.”

“You didn’t happen to see my prize bull did you?”

“It was the best. That purse was well earned.”

Burke couldn’t help the grin that had taken over his face. They walked down the crowded brick sidewalk onto the wooden walkway, past all types of shops. There was a huge crowd at Billy Bobs- the world’s largest honky tonk. It looked like fun, but Burke wanted to be alone with Alice.

She made him feel alive, and vital. The knots in his stomach surprised him. Alice was obviously someone special.

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