next door to the boss. If he were the kind of man to have wicked ideas about using her body in one-hundred delicious ways, things could get interesting if she were weak enough to succumb to the sex appeal of the handsome rancher. Mitch was about as healthy and red-blooded as it got but for all she knew he had a serious woman in his life. It was for the best that she wasn’t trolling for a new relationship, no matter how tempting the man.
Mitch opened the door to her room leaving Gina to table her thoughts for another time as they stepped into the spacious room. She caught her breath. The space was decorated in various light, neutral tones and no expense had been spared in furnishings. Along with a lovely four-poster queen bed was a grouping of comfy chairs, a small table and a dresser. Off in the distance, she spotted the open door leading to a private bath that she longed to explore. The Leoni’s weren’t poor, but neither had they lived luxuriously and her marriage to Anthony had certainly not been lavish. Far from it.
“Like it?”
Gina gazed around, taking it all in, and then faced him with a grin “Have you ever landed a plane in here?” She laughed as she continued to take it all in. “I’ll be more than comfortable. I’ve never had a bedroom this nice or this big.”
Mitch looked as if he’d say something then seemed to check himself. “Well, just make yourself at home while you’re here. Later, I’ll send one of the hands to bring your bags in and you can get settled.”
“Can I see the kitchen now?”
After a nod, Mitch led her to the back of the house and to the kitchen and dining areas where she would spend her time while employed here. Gina strolled around the massive space, noting a giant rustic dining table with room for ten that sat near the sparkling chef’s kitchen. Bronze granite lined every countertop and copper pans gleamed from hooks placed over a center preparation island.
The space was perfection.
“I’ve never worked in a kitchen this nice.”
“Glad you like it. We had it remodeled a few years ago. Feeding a big crew is just part of running the ranch. If we need new equipment, we get it. That being said, if there’s anything you want to pick up in town that’ll make your work easier, say the word.”
“I will, Mitch, but looks like this kitchen and I will get along just fine.”
“Glad to hear it.” He nodded and pointed out another set of French doors. “These lead outside to the patio and backyard area. Explore at will.” He speared her with a glance and she wondered if a sexier man had ever been born. Gina didn’t think so but it was probably a good idea to get those thoughts out of her mind immediately. She was proof positive that some women never learned. This was a temporary job and getting involved with a hot cowboy should be the dead last thing on her mind.
She dragged a heavy breath into her lungs. “All right. I’ll do that. Will you want to me start with dinner tonight?”
“Do you need time to settle in?”
“Not at all. I’m ready to get to work. I’ll rummage through the freezer and get an idea for tonight. Is there any particular time you’d like dinner?”
“Hm. I guess seven will work fine. Nothing fancy, mind you. You don’t need to kill yourself impressing us. We’re simple men.”
Gina highly doubted there was anything simple about either of the McBride men but she didn’t argue the point. Instead she nodded. “Okay, then. I’m ready to get my feet wet.”
Just off the kitchen sat what Mitch had called a mud room. Looked to her like a big laundry room, considering the washer, dryer, and stacks of folded clothes in a plastic basket, but who was she to quibble? He walked into it then came back into the room gripping a big, black, Stetson. He set it firmly on his head then checked his watch again. “Guess I’d better get back to work before the hands revolt,” he said, giving her a solemn nod.