Thread: Home on the range...again (Candira and Master Raven)

Kate and Molly smiled as he took the quilt. They were both pleased that he was feeling right at home. That was the whole point of giving him the quilt, after all. A personal touch to make him feel like one of the family. This one would keep him warm if he wanted it. It would come in handy in the winter months. It might still be a little too warm for now, though. Though he seemed comfortable, it hadn't dawned on either of the ladies that he would change his shirt in front of them. And oh, my, what a sight it was to see. He was a lean man--cut, some might say--but the muscles were there, and they were defined. Both women had a faint hint of rosiness to their skin as he took off the red button-up he'd arrived in and then put on a t-shirt that seemed to hug his every contour. It seemed rude to stare, but it was hard not to. Kate snapped out of it first and shook her head, turning to the side to keep herself from watching too closely. She hadn't had a boyfriend for about a month now, and seeing someone so built just didn't seem fair. Not to mention she was his boss now. With a sigh, the redhead looked to her aunt and gave her a little nudge so the older woman would realize her tongue was getting dusty. Molly pulled herself together as he told her about eating certain things at certain times. Though he tried to tell her he wasn't picky, having to be in a certain mood to eat certain things made him just that in her opinion. Whatever. Well, we eat family style here, so you just don't take what you don't want. If you want something different, you can make it yourself, because I have hungry mouths to feed. I make it a habbit to not serve junk food--empty calories don't do anybody any good on a ranch. I stick to protein and carbs, with a healthy dose of fresh veggies. I am a nutritionist, you know. Former beauty queen, too, Kate said with a smirk. She knows how to make meals count. I do believe it's brownies and ice cream tonight, by the way. Lucky you. The redhead nodded at them both. If you'll excuse me, I have paperwork to do and payroll to check over. After that, I'll be in my room until dinner. With that, she took her leave. Molly shook her head. Well, don't you worry about working up an appetite, son. We have lots for you to do. I'll get you to our foreman and he'll get you squared away. Kate was working with some of our more excited steeds today, wrangling, roping, and training. If she weren't so tired, I'm sure she would take the time to show you around herself. The paperwork is usually something she tries to get done before she passes out, so if you hear her mention it during a work day, she's usually at her limit, the brunette said, nodding. I'd show you around more, but fried chicken, potato salad, green salads, sugar snap peas, grilled corn, and brownies don't make themselves. Here she motioned for Logan to follow her and left the bunkhouse. When they found the foreman, a man in his early 50s named Roger, he paired up Logan with the groomers. It seemed a fair place to start. Plus, he could help muck out stalls and get hay. It would be a decent afternoon's work until dinner came around.