Double Her Pleasure by Randi Alexander Page A

her,’ he’d tell
me.”
    Megan glanced at Trey. Color tinted his neck
and face. Good lord, her cowboy blushed? She could just grab him
and drag him back upstairs for an hour or two.
    “Inez has the day off today.” He pulled out a
chair for Megan. “As you can see, she doesn’t understand what that
means.”
    He pulled a mug out of a cupboard and poured
coffee from the carafe.
    Inez pointed a grizzled finger at him. “I saw
the light on in your bathroom. It stayed on for ten minutes, so I
knew you were heading to town.”
    Megan’s eyes went wide. The woman could
see...
    “Inez lives up river about a half mile, but
she has binoculars to keep track of what’s going on here.”
    “I do not.” Inez winked at Megan then patted
Trey’s stomach. “You need a real breakfast.” She took two plates
and started filling them with eggs, toast, bacon, and potatoes.
    Trey set the coffee in front of Megan, then
went to the fridge and came back with skim milk.
    “Thank you.” She took the carton from him.
“You remembered.”
    He nodded as he sat. “In Chicago, your big
breakfast after...” He looked at Inez who had her back to them.
    “Go ahead,” the woman said. “I’m not
listening.”
    Megan laughed as Trey just smiled. “She never
listens unless it’s none of her business.”
    “True.” She turned with two plates heaped
with food, walked to the table, and set them in front of each of
them. “But everything around here is my business.” She went back
for the coffee pot and refilled Trey’s mug. “Is your brother still
asleep?”
    “Probably. You know how the hotshot is.”
    Inez replaced the carafe and wiped her hands
on a towel, looking at the ceiling. “I’m so anxious to see him, I’m
tempted to go up there and wake—”
    The grating of Trey’s chair shoving back
startled both women.
    Garret was asleep in Trey’s bed.
    “Okay, Miss Inez.” He took her by the
shoulders and pointed her toward the door. “It’s your day off.” He
plucked a thick shawl from one of the pegs and tossed it around her
shoulders. “Get in your car, go home, and make yourself a big pot
of tea.”
    She gestured toward the stove where empty
pans sat. “I need to—“
    “I’ll take care of it.” Trey opened the door,
took Inez’s hand and kissed it, then shooed her outside. “Thank you
for breakfast. And don’t come back.”
    “Nice to meet...”
    Trey had already closed the door. “She’s only
supposed to come once a day, five days a week, to make me
breakfast, dinner, and something for me to heat up for supper.” He
sat and dug into his food.
    “She came this morning to see Garret?” Megan
took a forkful of potatoes. Green peppers and onions flavored the
fried spuds.
    “You.” Trey bit his toast and chewed, staring
at her. “She knew hotshot wouldn’t be up this early. She was
curious about you.”
    Nibbling her toast, she considered all the
people who she would come into contact with on the ranch who’d
wonder if she was with Trey or Garret. How would they handle
it?
    Trey set down his fork. His plate was empty.
“You gonna eat that or just play with it?” He wiped his mouth with
a napkin and stood, hauling his plate and mug to the counter. He
loaded them into the dishwasher along with the pans and
utensils.
    He was all business this morning. When her
stomach rumbled, she got busy eating.
    Five minutes later, Trey handed her up into
the cab of a brand new pearl-white truck with the ranch’s logo on
it. She sniffed the new-car scent. “Don’t tell me you bought a new
truck this week to impress me?”
    He grinned and closed her door, walked around
the front of the truck, and got into his seat. “Nope. Had this one
on order for six months. It just came in this week, though.” He
turned the ignition and the engine roared to life. Glancing at her,
he winked. “But if you want to think I got it just for you...” He
shifted, looked straight ahead, and accelerated down the driveway.
“Be my