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that he could hurt her so easily scared the hell out of him.
    “Fair enough. Did you find your room in the barn all right?”
    He nodded.
    “I’ll get you some towels, sheets, and that blanket then.”
    When she reached for his empty plate, he covered her hand with his. Her eyes widened, and her mouth fell open when she looked up at him. The electricity that sparked from that touch shot straight to his groin, and he beat down the growl that threatened to erupt from his chest. He was sure she’d felt it too.
    “I’ll clean up.”
    She nodded, and slowly tugged her hand from under his before getting up and hurriedly disappearing into the other room. He licked his lips and threatened his cock with bodily harm if it didn’t settle down. Unfortunately, it took his threat as a challenge. Myka might be small, but she had a nice curvy butt he’d like to sink his fingers into while pounding into her sweet, creamy — Stop it! He growled to himself.
    By the time he’d put the plates in the sink, she’d returned. Patrick followed her with his own plate and glass.
    “You leaving now, Galen?” he asked as he put his dishes in the sink.
    “Yep. Myka says I have to stay in the barn.” He winked at Patrick. “Which is exactly where I belong.”
    Patrick grinned, waved, then ran back into the other room.
    “Here.” Myka handed him the pile of linens.
    “Thank you. What do you need me to do in the morning? I’m an early riser.”
    That was an understatement. He couldn’t remember the last time he had slept for more than a couple hours.
    “I stripped the stalls today. There are six of them. They will need picked out every day and stripped once a week. I’ll show you what and how much to feed the horses as well. They will need watered daily too. It’s taken care of for this evening. I turn them out every morning unless the weather is bad. Two of the horses, the black-and-white mare and gelding named Buddy and Chloe, are mine—actually, Buddy is Patrick’s. The other four are boarders. Patrick is not allowed around the horses unsupervised. There are some repairs that need done on the house, barn, and chicken coop, and the pasture fencing will need maintained regularly. There’s more, but I’ll fill you in as we go along.”
    Which meant she’d fill him in if he was still around.
    “See you tomorrow then, Myka.”
    “Oh. Tomorrow, Mr. Ryan—Tom—will be delivering my hay stock for the rest of fall and winter. I’ll need help unloading and stacking it in the barn. It’s a big load, around six hundred bales.”
    He frowned. “Did you have someone else besides me lined up to help tomorrow?”
    “Nope. It would have been a long day for me and Tom. I’m glad you’ll be here to help. Tom will be happy to see you too.”
    “Are you telling me that you would have unloaded all six hundred bales yourself?”
    “No. Tom helps.”
    He was impressed if a little slip of a thing like her could unload six hundred bales of hay in a day. He wasn’t sexist by any means. He’d met women in his time who were stronger than a lot of men. He supposed he was reverting back to caveman days because she was his mate. He didn’t like the thought of her working so hard. Whether she was in shape and strong or not, her size alone would make it a challenge to handle the awkward, heavy bales.
    “I’m sure Tom and I can deal with the hay tomorrow if you have other things to do.”
    “I always do my part.” She squared her slim shoulders.
    He hadn’t thought it would be that easy to dissuade her. Although he’d known her a short time, he had no doubt of her responsible and probably stubborn nature. She would have never gotten by on her own out here taking care of Patrick thus far without those two traits. He admired her for her strength, but at the same time hoped his stay would make things easier for her. Tomorrow he’d have to make sure to find a way to distract her as much as possible from the hay.
    “I have no doubt of