He smiled and left.
Watching him walk away she asked, "What does he do here on the ranch?"
"He's my horse wrangler and many other things."
"I like him." She smiled.
Lance stared at her and a soft smile spread over his face.
The house was beautiful, and newly painted too, she could tell. It had a wide porch that surround the entire front of it. There was a walkway built to the front steps too. When they went inside, they were alone again. She thought a house this big must have servants, but she didn't see any. She glanced around at the rock fireplace, the big cowhide rug, the leather sofa, and a few comfortable looking chairs. He took her down a hallway and opened a door, "This will be your room."
She stepped inside and gasped, it was spacious, decorated in western décor, it had a multi-colored bedspread on the bed, a beautiful bureau, a lovely pitcher and bowl to clean up with, and a closest to put her clothes in. "It's beautiful." Her eyes practically danced around the room. "Isn't this room a bit fancy for a cook?"
"They will know you are my bride, but they won't know that we don't sleep together."
She blushed.
"Glad you like it."
He set her two valise down and he started to leave. She followed him to the door, "Where is your room?"
He smiled, "Right next door here, if you need anything."
"Oh," she nodded. "Well, alright, thanks."
"There's a maid but she's off today as I hadn't figured on being home, of course." He told her. "The only work you will do here is in the kitchen and maybe the garden outside at the back to your right."
"I don't mind feeding the chickens and tending to th
em." She nodded, "Shall I plan something for supper, then?"
He couldn't believe she was ready to go to work the moment she set foot in his house.
"No, I'll be cooking outside tonight, how do you like your steak? And you can feed the chickens if you like, I'll tell Chico, so he won't feed them."
"Medium well," she told him.
"We'll have baked potatoes on the grill and corn on the cob."
"Sounds good." She smiled.
"You can relax, I've got to go check on a few things, I'll be back directly."
She nodded. "Of course."
"Do you want me to call you Priscilla or Trudy?" he asked, pausing in the hallway.
"Well, I'd prefer my own name, but if you don't care to explain that, then Priscilla is fine, I guess."
"I'll just tell them Trudy is your middle name, how's that?"
"That'll work." She nodded. "At least for now."
"Do you need anything?"
"No, I may take a nap, I'm pretty tired, I didn't get much sleep last night."
"I expect not. Neither did I." he told her and walked off.