too.
âWonder where her mother is?â Anderson muttered to himself while he tapped mud off his boots, then knocked on the side door at the back of the cabin. Another question to ask, he thought.
Jennifer opened the door without even looking out.
âYou need to check whoâs here before you unlock the door,â Anderson said by way of a greeting.
âYou need to remember Iâm not used to having people here for supper. I knew it was you.â
âHowâd you know?â
âBecause everyone else has left for the day and youâre the only other person here.â
Stubborn had just met up with Stubborn, Anderson decided. âDo I need to remind you why Iâm here?â
She waved him to the table. âNo. I pretty much got that earlier. No need to go over it again.â
âBut there is a need for you to be more aware and a lot more careful. You might think you can handle any intruders but this is the big league. If they even suspect you might be on to them, youâll be at the top of their hit list. You saw a man back there, so thatâs one concern.â
âDuly noted, Ranger-man.â Then she made a face. âI have enough run-ins with mangy varmints on four legs, let alone two-legged critters. That man could have been after an exotic animal. Happens a lot.â
Anderson chuckled in spite of his concerns, but the confidence in her gaze scared him to the bone. How did she do that? Say something cute and funny and make him laugh in spite of the seriousness of this situation.He didnât like to laugh on the job. He rarely had any reason to laugh on the job.
âYou are human, arenât you?â she asked as she ladled up two steaming bowls of chili that smelled so good his stomach growled again. Only, he couldnât see any meat in this chili.
âYes, Iâm human and Iâm hungry,â he said, grabbing a chunk of cornbread while he hoped the meat was swimming in the bottom of his bowl. Then he stood up. âSorry. I thought you were ready to dig in.â
She giggled, then sat down. âI am. But donât wait on me, cowboy. Eat your dinner.â
But Anderson did wait. His mama had taught him manners, after all. And the isolation here told him to be cautious. Not only about the drug runners, but also about how he handled this. He was alone with a pretty woman. Hadnât seen that coming when heâd been assigned this case.
But his mother had also taught him to be a gentleman. And heâd rather spit dirt than disappoint his mama.
But he could enjoy the company of a woman, right?
Yeah, as long as he remained professional at all times. He said a quick silent blessing of the food with a little plea for guidance thrown in for good measure.
A few minutes later, Jennifer looked up at him while she chewed on her chili. âIs that tea okay?â
Anderson took a sip. âYep. Tastes good.â Then he shrugged. âItâs a tad weaker than Iâm used to, though.â
âItâs green tea. Has a lot of antioxidants.â
Anderson eyed the green-gold liquid. âYou donât say.â He wasnât quite sure what an antioxidant was, buthe had a feeling it didnât involve red meat and chuck wagon chow.
And neither did this strange chili. âUh, this is good butââ
âIâm a vegetarian,â she said, grinning. âSo no, my chili doesnât have big chunks of meat. Is that a problem?â
Anderson could see the dare in her dark eyes. âNo, maâam. Not at all. Just happy to get a meal.â
She must have seen the confusion on his face. âYou donât drink green tea, either, do you?â
He shook his head. âMostly coffee and water, and a soda now and then. I do drink sweet dark tea. My mama makes the bestââ
âThis will make you healthier.â
âIâm already healthy.â
âI can see that.â
He stopped eating to