Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 65585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 328(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 219(@300wpm)
“This is my main man and second in charge, Lorenzo. You can call him Enzo. If you can’t find me, you can ask him anything.”
I stare at Enzo. Well, hello. He has the same olive skin, dark hair and beard as Rhett. Only his hair is longer, sitting around his shoulders, curling slightly at the ends. He’s covered in tattoos, all down his arms, and he’s tall, muscled and fucking gorgeous. He has a scar running through his eyebrow and one on his top lip. It only makes him look more dangerous. He has a beard also, but his is cropped shorter, more like a weeks’ worth of growth. It suits him. At first glance, he looks like the roughest of the group.
“Ladies.” Enzo grins, winking at Kara. “Welcome.”
“Oh, my,” Kara whispers to me. “He’s gorgeous.”
“Then we have Elias, Dante, Lake, and Madden.”
Oh boy.
Elias looks like a real playboy with his messy, short, sandy-blond hair, long beard, sparkling blue eyes and tattooed skin. He boasts a lip ring that suits him in a way that should be illegal and neck tattoos that suit him so damned much. Dante is standing back, just watching us with a brooding expression. He has short, light-brown hair, a heck of a beard, and dark blue eyes. He’s kind of scary, actually. He’s the biggest of the group, which I didn’t think was possible. He has arms the size of my damned legs. He’s scarily attractive.
Lake is absolutely one of the best looking in the group, and it’s a hard choice, believe me. He’s got this long, thick, messy, sun-kissed blond hair, beautiful bronzed skin, the greenest eyes I’ve ever seen that somehow manage to have yellow mixed in them, and is the only one with a clean shaven face. He looks playful and fun and is grinning like a Cheshire cat.
Madden is the last of the group, he has short messy dark hair, beautiful emerald-green eyes, a beard that would make a woman swoon, and a grin that tells me he is trouble with a capital T. He’s big, burly, and covered in tattoos also.
These guys are going to make a killing with this place, there’s no doubt about it. There is no possible way you can look like they do and not get business. Women will come far and wide to spend a month here. If I’m being honest, I’m pretty certain I’m going to enjoy my month here, too. That’s for damned sure.
“Now you’ve met the guys, know that you can call on any of them if you need anything,” Rhett tells us, as they all head out the door to make their way to whatever work it is they’re about to do.
Kara looks sad that they’re leaving and watches them go. “Tell me they’re going to be involved in our activities?”
Rhett chuckles. “Yeah, they are.”
“Oh, thank the sweet, sweet lord.”
I laugh and reach out for the stack of papers Rhett hands me. “I’ve done the best I can, but if there are any changes, make them tonight and hand them to me. Breakfast is at seven, and then we get to it for the day, finishing up at four. You’re all welcome to do as much or as little as you please, it is your time after all. No pressure here.”
“Thanks, I’ll have a look over them and let you know in the morning.”
“Dinner will be at five tonight in the outdoor kitchen. See you all there.” He winks at me then turns and leaves.
I watch him go, and then look to Kara.
“Oh,” she says, “this is the best month of my life, I just know it.”
I grin at her.
I think she just might be right.
“THIS IS DELICIOUS.”
I look up at my mentor and friend, Emily. She has been the conductor for as long as we have been part of the orchestra. She started it, she’s the boss, and she has spent a good long time in the music business. We all trust her and know that she always has the best intentions when it comes to us. She makes sure we have everything we need and is always fair. She’s in her early forties, but she can party as hard as the best of us. She looks the same age as us with her sweeping long blond hair, flawless skin, murky blue eyes, and curvy body.
She’s a great time. No doubt about it.
“Men can cook as well as run a ranch, I’m marrying one of them,” Kara whispers with a grin.
I laugh. “I think they kind of have to know how to cook to run a place like this.”
“If you don’t marry one, I will,” Emily says, nodding as she sweeps her eyes over the group of men.
I shake my head at the both of them, but it’s with a grin. They’re here for fun, and why the hell not enjoy the sight before us. These men are spectacular and if we get to spend a month staring at them and admiring their good looks, why the hell wouldn’t we?