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Chapter Four

After dropping offthe leftover baked goods at the elderly home, Peyton walked back to the truck, where Shae waited for her.

It was Friday, and this time, they were not going to the bar.They were heading straight back to his ranch, as he had some work he needed to finish.

She was working on the final preparations for October, even though they still had some of September left to enjoy.

Work was going great.At first, she was worried that Shae’s association with her would scare off some of her customers, and she was pleased that it hadn’t happened.

Life was strange right now.She lived at the ranch.Her clothes and her pictures and even her furniture were all at the ranch.

Once he parked the truck, she waited for him to round the truck, and he helped her out.William had called in sick, and he couldn’t come and make them dinner.She didn’t mind, and had volunteered to do it.She cooked for herself all the time, or at least she had before Shae had come in and taken over her world.

They entered his ranch, and like every other time, he kissed her.Only, this time he was a little rushed, as he left her alone.At first.She just stood there in his main hallway.He’d disappeared into his office, and she quickly got moving to the kitchen.

He had an amazing kitchen.It was large and exactly what a rancher needed.Only, he didn’t have a wife to cook for all the men working.She knew he paid William to bring food to the ranch to feed his men.

Shae did things a little differently.

Tucking her hair behind her ear, she opened the large, expensive fridge and saw several cuts of sealed meat, vegetables, cheeses, creams, the list seemed endless.Pulling out some steaks, along with some cream, she got to work on marinating the beef.She added lots of pepper, some olive oil, and left them to sit on the plate, as she got to chopping onion and garlic.

She hated raw garlic.The smell always turned her stomach, but she knew it was necessary in cooking, and that is why she continued to use it, even though it smelled so damn bad.Once the garlic was chopped, she added that to the onions and butter, along with salt and pepper.

She got the kettle on to make some stock.At the same time, she already had a pot on to boil, and she added in the potatoes that she’d already scrubbed clean and diced.

Humming to herself, she was able to distract her mind from thinking about Shae.At work, she thought about Shae.At odd times throughout the day, she thought about him.

They hadn’t had sex yet, and every single night, without fail, he would bring her to orgasm, either with his mouth or his hands.She loved the feeling of both.

She hated to admit it, but night was becoming her favorite time, and much to her surprise, she was growing curious about what would happen next.She also knew that Shae didn’t orgasm.She had to wonder if he went to see other women?Was he cheating?Did they even have that kind of agreement in place where he didn’t see anyone else?

She hated it.This was not supposed to matter.It was sex and freedom from fear of what more her sister could do.That was all.

Only, that wasn’t just it.

She checked the potatoes and felt how soft they were.The grill on top of the stove was smoking, and she quickly put the steaks on top.Putting the finishing touches to the sauce, she had a quick taste and as her mouth watered, she knew it was perfect.

Turning the steaks, she drained the potatoes, and then served them on each plate.Adding a quick sprinkle of parsley to her sauce to finish it off.

With dinner done, she picked up their plates and walked across the main hall where Shae was in his office.This was not the first time they had eaten in his office.She put his plate on his desk, and the, made her way to her own chair and sat down.Shae thanked her and she watched as he ate and worked.All the time, she couldn’t help but wonder if through the day, he was seeing someone else.

She pierced a potato and shoved it in her mouth.

Peyton didn’t like the feeling that twisted in her gut at the thought of him being with anyone else.It didn’t feel right.He was not hers to claim, yet she didn’t want him fucking someone else while he ...fucked her?Was that wrong?