Page 2 of Possessive Rancher

“Hudson,” she sighs and continues to look around. “Where are the other employees? You said I’d be in charge of experiences and delegating tasks.”

I pull out my phone and search through my messages to see nothing, but when I see my emails, a pit forms in my stomach. Drunk emails. Drunk emails have this little girl on my doorstep looking for a job that doesn’t exist yet.

Running a hand across my face, I sigh audibly. “I need to apologize to you, Heather. You see, I didn’t realize I posted the ad. I thought it was someone from the site looking for clarity on it when we exchanged messages. I can pay you for your time and travel-”

This time, she cuts me off. “Listen. I don’t know what you have going on here, but the place is huge, and I know I can help turn this into the bed and breakfast of your dreams. I just need a chance. Besides, I can’t exactly go back to my last job.”

“So much for references, huh?”

She huffs out a breath. “This is a bit unorthodox, so let’s make a deal. Gimme a week or two to show you what I can do in this position, and I won’t ask for a paycheck.”

“Ma’am, you’re not about to work for free on my property.”

“Well, I won’t be working for free. If you can provide me with a place to stay, food, and be a reference for me, that will be enough to get me to my next job. What do ya say?” she asks, extending her hand.

I take her hand in mine, not knowing that letting her on this property and into my life is going to change everything for me. The spark between us as our skin touches sends a bolt of pleasure coursing over my body. My blood rushes south and all I wanna do is flatten her to a wall and devour her.

I want her. I don’t want her to work for me. I want Heather writhing under me, taking every inch of this dick I can stuff into that little body of hers.

Fuck. This isn’t right, but now that she’s here, I don’t want to let her leave without knowing how she affects me.

“You got yourself a deal, Heather. Why don’t I show you around the place?”

“Okay, Hudson.”

“So on this first floor, you see the kitchen, of course, opens into the living room, and around that corner is another room I’m going to use as an office. Follow me.” I hook a finger to beckon her to my side. She follows silently, taking in everything I’m showing her.

From the first floor, I take her upstairs to the second where I put her suitcase in the room beside mine.

“There’s three bedrooms on this floor. I stay in this one. The other two have to share a bathroom, and the attic upstairs was converted into two master suites. My idea was to have this main house for staff who stay on the property. I want the cabins out in the pastures to be for the guests. That allows them to be as loud as they want without disturbing whoever’s here.”

“That’s pretty cool. I can see how that works. So this is more coming out here for a specific reason rather than hoping for tourists to come by?”

“Yeah, cuz let’s call a spade a spade. Nothing about Conklin screams tourist attraction, but with a pretty face like yours talking about all the things they can do out here, they’re likely to book out the experience.”

It doesn’t take long to show her the rest of the house, but when I take her out back, that’s the moment her jaw drops.

“This view is stunning, Hudson,” she says with a hand over her heart. That’s the exact moment I look at her, with the morning sun bouncing off her hair.

She’s too beautiful to be real, like a fairy I’m lucky enough to see in daylight. I have to physically lock in my arms to avoid reaching out and touching her. Jesus.

“You’re stunning,” I tell her.

“Thank you,” she says with those gray eyes looking everywhere but at me.

Can’t have that now, can we?

I move around for her to stop dodging my gaze. “Now don’t tell me someone as beautiful as you doesn’t hear something like that every day.”

“Well…um…It’s just that men like you don’t usually take interest in girls like me.”

“Who have you been around? I will say that I’ve been kinda tunnel-sighted when it comes to this place, so women haven’t been on my mind or around for a while, but you’ve got my attention, Heather.”

She shakes her head, shades of crimson rising into her cheeks. “You wouldn’t be interested in me once you found out I was a virgin, so it’s good you’re only looking for a hotel manager. I’d be a horrible anything else.”

Whoa. What? A virgin? This beautiful girl who already looks like she belongs here?

She is perfect, and now she’s giving me another reason to stake my claim…because there’s absolutely no way I’ll let another man have her, be her first. She doesn’t know it yet but she’s mine…All of her.

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