Caleb's Blessing(10)

By knockoff time when I couldn't put it off any longer unless I planned on sleeping out on the range, I headed back to the house.

I'll just wash up, sit down to dinner, keep my head in my plate and hit my office as soon as was politely possible.

I don't think I should risk spending too much time with her tonight. I might fuck around and give her a glimpse of one of my hard-ons.

That's all the poor girl needed, to be on the run from one fucker only to land in the clutches of a perv.

I heard the guys before I even reached the back door, the fuck? I slammed through the door to find the bastards sitting around my table eating my food and talking to my woman.

No one seemed too impressed by the dark scowl on my face; fuckers rolled their eyes and carried on like I wasn't standing there contemplating murder.

Here I was all day, hiding out like a chump and these fucks were in my kitchen making time with my girl.

Mandy was puttering around refilling glasses and making sure the greedy fucks had enough, with the sweetest glow about her.

I wanted to send them all to hell, but I'd never hear the end of it if I opened my mouth. The fucking Scrantons were watching me like they knew my every thought.

So what I was thinking crazy, who cares? I saw her first. Shit I'm losing my mind. I’m acting like a middle school kid on the playground.

"Oh Caleb you're back, dinner's ready." She barely spared me a glance.

I wanted to say something smarmy like, 'so you just noticed me huh, I've been standing here for a whole minute already,' but they'd laugh their asses off for sure if I said some cheesy shit like that.

I wish I knew just what the fuck was wrong with me though. Damn, answer her you ass, she doesn’t know you well enough to read the danger signs.

"I'll just go wash up and be right back." I didn't so much say the words as much as mumble them.

I wanted to strangle Mark when he gave me that knowing look again and elbowed his brother on the sly. Oh they thought this shit was funny did they. No doubt Mikey had been running his damn mouth and embellishing while he was at it; I have something for their asses though, you just wait.

It must've been the quickest wash up in history but I didn't care. I was back in the kitchen in less than five minutes.

The assholes snickered but I ignored them. My ire eased just slightly when I realized that she'd made my plate special and put it aside before serving the others, damn straight.

"Thank you Amanda." I smiled at her before turning my attention to my food, totally ignoring the assholes at the table.

"So Amanda how would you like to take a ride around the ranch tomorrow, get the lay of the land so to speak."

My fork hit the plate at Alex's suggestion; son of a bitch was everyone trying to steal my girl?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold the fuck up Dunbar she's not yours and you better stop thinking like she is; well fuck that she's not going to be theirs either.

I'm about ready to throw my plate of roast and potatoes in his face, but it was damn good roast and potatoes and besides I don't want to scare Amanda half to death by kicking one of my men's asses her first day here.

She's bound to think me uncivilized. I felt like a damn caveman as it was. Thankfully I didn't have to do anything because she saved the day.

"Thank you Alex but I think I'll stay close to the house for a few days and get to know the place before I go branching off." She turned back to the sink where she was washing up something.

"Aren't you going to sit and eat?" I looked at her questioningly.

"Um, actually I was going to have something a little later if you don't mind." Did her voice have to sound like that?

I think Drake brought her here to finish me off. He somehow found out what my perfect woman was made up of and found her for me, or something weird was going on, I mean what're the odds?

"Sit and eat Amanda, you've been on your feet all day and it's only your first day here, take a load off."

"Okay if you're sure." She seemed nervous or something as she looked around at the others.

What did she think, that she wasn't allowed to sit at my table or some shit? I'll have to talk to her about that when we were alone.

There were two chairs left at the table: one down to the other end of the table away from me, and one to my left at the head of the table.

She stood for a moment in indecision looking back and forth between the two, until I used my foot to push the one closest to me away from the table in invitation.

I watched the blush bloom across her cheeks as she bit her lip and took the seat; and just like that my cock was on full alert again.

Damn I hadn't thought this thing through because as good as the meal was she smelt a thousand times better, what the hell was that scent?

The snickers around the table made me start plotting revenge in my head, I was so going to get them back for this shit tomorrow.