But he knew she wanted him physically, almost as much as he wanted her. And if what they had now was all he could ever have of her, then that was what he’d have to accept.
Ian glanced towards the doorway. “She wears men’s clothing and does a man’s job. No, many men’s jobs.”
“I know. Isn’t she great?” Able to see the length of the corridor from where he sat, Lucky kept a lookout for Mary’s return.
“I will admit to being impressed with what I see thus far.” Ian looked around the room. “Though this place hasn’t changed a bit in all the years I’ve been gone. Except maybe gotten older. The interior of this building could use a coat of paint. Which is leading me to some serious questions about their finances.”
“From what I gather—and I spoke to a few people in the community last year—Watkins
