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possibly could when all he wanted was to tell Mace she was off limits. She was his. His gaze, as he flicked it to his brother, must have held some kind of territorial gleam, because his brother backed away and gave him a telling smile.
    “Mace, Jim Peterson called. He wants to meet to go over the proofs from the latest rodeo. Seeing as how you’ve taken over PR duties, I thought you might want to call him back personally.”
    Taking the pink slip from Colt’s hand, Mace said, “I think Elise might be on to something. Check it out while I go call Jim.”
    Elise beckoned Colt with a wave of her hand. “Come look at this.”
    He moved around the desk and stood behind the chair, looking at the computer screen. “It’s the Lonestar’s website,” he stated the obvious.
    Elise laughed as his stoic manner. “Well, give the cowboy a star! No, here’s what I wanted to show you.” She proceeded to pull up other rodeo ranches’ websites, pointing out differences in them.
    Colt put his hand on the desk and leaned forward as she pointed to the idea others had used of selling tickets to the rodeos right over the Internet. “Why doesn’t the Lonestar do that?” She turned her face to look up at him.
    “We have a person contracted to run our website,” he replied. “To be honest, it wasn’t something I thought much about.”
    “Well, you should,” she admonished in a light tone and turned back to the computer screen.
    As she clicked into the screen to show him how easy it was to buy a ticket online, he had to admit she was right. It would help to increase ticket sales by making advanced selling easier. He leaned closer. The smell of her shampoo mingled with her own natural scent was an enticing combination. The scent reached in and wrenched him right in the gut, well, in this case, right in the groin as the tightening of his pants could attest to.
    She continued to talk about websites and webmasters and ticket sales and all he could think about was what her eyes would look like as he touched her. Would the green color change when she was aroused? Colt shook his head to clear his lustful thoughts when something she said did get his attention.
    “You could save the outlay of cash to have your website revamped to include selling tickets online.”
    “Really, how can I do that?”
    Elise turned her gaze to him. “Haven’t you been listening to me, Colt? I can do all this for you. I have a degree in computer science. All I did was work with web programming languages.”
    He looked into her sincere eyes. “You really want to do this, don’t you?”
    “If you’re asking if I really want to help, be a part of the Lonestar and carry my weight, then the answer is yes.”
    Colt wondered about his sanity as he answered, “Okay, but only until the website is up and running. There are no other jobs here for you, Elise.”
    Elise glanced up at him. “We’ll see about that,” she said with an enigmatic smile before she turned her attention back to the computer screen and started taking notes on the pad of paper in front of her.

* * * * *
    Elise rolled over in bed and groaned at the incessant ringing of the telephone. Lifting her head from the pillow, she opened her bleary eyes and glanced at the window. Still nighttime. Her head pounded from her late night vigil in Mace’s office the night before as she finished up her notes for the revisions on the website.
    Glaring at the annoying phone, her gaze shot to the alarm clock. 5:30! Who in the world would be calling her at 5:30 in the morning?
    Leaning over, she picked up the phone from her nightstand. “Hello?”
    “Elise?” It was Colt. “Get up and get a move on, woman.”
    “What?” she mumbled, her voice sounding raspy.
    “As part owner of the Lonestar, you have responsibilities to attend to. I’ll meet you at the ranch in half an hour.” With that said, he hung up the phone.
    Elise set the receiver in its cradle and clenched her teeth at his presumption. Counting