It was just under a two-hour drive to the first cabin, which was high on the mountain. It was beautiful now, but she could see how treacherous it would be in a storm.  She got out of the truck and studied the large rustic-looking cabin. They had climbed high to get there, but the mountains still loomed over them.

Josiah led her into the cabin, which was clean but dusty and stale. She took her time looking around and saw only possibilities. When she opened the back door and stepped onto the low covered porch, she caught her breath at the beauty before her.

The ground had plateaued out, and there was a deep-looking pond about fifty yards away from the cabin. Tall grass surrounded the pond that waved in the wind, and the majestic mountains in the background with snow-covered peaks instantly made her fall in love with Wyoming.

There was no reason this cabin shouldn't be sold out with a waiting list.

Tessa pulled out her phone and started taking photos. She would create a campaign around these cabins, and with a little fixing up, they could rent for a premium price. She had so many questions and started making notes on her phone.

Josiah came to stand next to her, looking at the view. "Nice, isn't it?" he asked.

Tessa turned and looked at him, her eyes wide at his lack of awe over the beauty before them, but then he had grown up with it.

"It's gorgeous!" she exclaimed. "Who owns all this land?"

"Levi." Josiah turned toward her, noticing the look of awe as she scanned the view once more. She was so immersed in the view that she missed his careful study of her profile.

"Do the cabins rent through him as vacation rentals or the hotel?" Her mind was going a mile a minute.

"Through a vacation company, but I think he is toying with the idea of making them part of the hotel. It would be more convenient." Josiah looked at the view, trying to see it through her eyes.

"Give them to me. I can make them turn a big profit." Tessa nodded, liking the challenge.

"You want to take the world on, don't you?" Josiah turned and walked into the cabin.

"Not the whole world, only the parts I can make better." Tessa followed him, closing the door behind her and locking it.

"And you can make this better?" he asked, looking around.

Tessa handed him her phone so he could look at the photo she had taken. "Yes, I can."

Josiah studied it and frowned. "It looks different."

"No, you're only seeing it differently, like when you look at something in a mirror and it's reflected backwards." She took her phone back and put it in her pocket.

"How long do you rent these in a year?"

"About five months."

Tessa nodded. "And what's your booking average?"

"I have no clue. That's a Levi question."

"How many cabins? You said eight?" Tessa was doing some quick calculations in her head.

"Yes, they're all different sizes." Josiah watched her with an amused expression that turned to a heated one as she bit her bottom lip in thought.

But Tessa missed it all as she thought about the challenge before her.

"Eight cabins with views like this, for 150 available nights a year or about twenty-two weeks at four thousand a week...That's about seven hundred thousand gross."

"Four thousand a week!" He shook his head.

Tessa walked up to him and grabbed his arms, giving him a little shake in excitement. "The beauty of this spot is what people will pay for, not the cabins. However, looking at this one, they will need some work."

The feel of his massive biceps killed her buzz a little and brought her back to earth with a thump as she quickly let him go.

"Now, what do you need from me today?" Tessa asked, looking around the very basic cabin.

"I'll check the building and turn on the utilities, but it would be helpful if you made a list of basic supplies like toilet paper, towels, and such. We don't have bedding; it's a sleeping bag cot situation." Josiah stepped toward the door.

"I didn't bring a sleeping bag." Tessa frowned.

"I brought one for you," Josiah smiled, but Tessa realized for the first time that day that it didn't have its usual good humor behind it.

Tessa nodded and watched him leave, wondering if she had overreached with her ideas once again. She really should learn to control her excitement about new opportunities.

*******

Josiah closed the door behind him and moved to his truck to get the tools he needed to open the cabin. He shouldn't have brought Tessa with him. Rita's concern had been justified.

He had hired Tessa, thinking she wouldn't make waves or create any drama, but here he was about to create a lot of drama.

How could he think her plain? How could he think she lacked sex appeal?

He was entranced when her eyes glowed excitedly and her cheeks reddened with passion. She was small but curvy in all the right places, not like her sister, who was tall and skinny.

When Tessa's sister started flirting with him, which he believed she had done on purpose to get at Tessa, he was amused, but when Gloria had made the comment about him being in the perfect position, it wasn't her he had instantly imagined taking advantage of him.

It had been Tessa with all of her delicious curves. He had been so overwhelmed with the image that he had to pause what he was doing and think about the calf he had helped birth earlier that morning. 

Today she was wearing a pair of tight blue jeans and a baggy sweatshirt. It was an innocuous outfit, but something about those blue jeans hugging her curves was doing something to his gut.

When he added her brain and drive to her perfect curves, he couldn't help but develop a new opinion of Tessa Baker. It was one that he shouldn't develop any further for the sake of their working relationship.

Her family's loss was his gain, but he wondered how long he could keep her. It would either be her family pulling her back home, or his inability to control his desire that messed everything up and drove her away.

*******

They worked for a few hours in each cabin, and when they finished at the last one of the day it was sundown, and the temperature had started to drop quickly. The view from the fourth cabin wasn't as spectacular as the first, but it was still beautiful. Tessa stood on the porch until the last light faded, then entered the cabin and closed the door behind her.

Josiah had lit a fire and was cooking something on the stove, and he looked up at her as she entered with a smile. "Did you get your fill of the view?"

"No, but it's dark now and the clouds are rolling in, so the stars weren't visible." Tessa stood before the fireplace and rubbed her hands together as she listened to the clanking of dishes.

After a few moments, she took a quick look at him from the corner of her eye and had to control a sigh of longing.

He was beautiful. He had rolled up his sleeves, and his muscular forearms flexed as she cut some vegetables. His profile was strong as he focused all his attention on his actions.

"It smells good. Do you need any help?" Tessa asked from across the room.

"No, I got it."

"You're pretty handy to have around for a Harvard man," Tessa teased as she reached for her bag, which held her laptop, and moved to the small dining table.

He smiled but didn't look up. "I know a little about a lot," he agreed.

"Who picked out the names for these cabins?" Tessa asked as she sat down and started to write up her notes.

"You mean cabins one, two, three, and four?" This time, he did look up at her with a grin.

"Yes," she agreed quickly, looking away. When they arrived, she noted that there was only one bedroom in the cabin full of cots, which meant they would have to share a room. She tried to convince herself that it was a little like camping out but was having a hard time.

She had thought she would have her own room, so she hadn't brought proper night attire; she had a weakness for lovely night clothes, which were inappropriate for the current situation.

Pushing all that aside, she started to rename the cabins while Josiah cooked.

He served up some delicious-looking omelets with fresh fruit, and Tessa, who was starving, dug in with a word of thanks as she continued to work.

"What are you doing?" Josiah asked after a few minutes.

"I'm typing up lists of supplies and ideas for each cabin. Was there anything you wanted me to add?" she looked up at him with a smile.

"Sure," he pulled a slip of paper from his back pocket with a few easy-to-read notes and handed them to her.

Tessa nodded and added them to the list. "What do you think of On Golden Pond?"

"The movie?" he asked with a frown, leaning back in his seat.

"No, for the name of a cabin," Tessa was busily typing.

"If we're going for a movie theme, what about Final Destination?" He sipped his coffee as he watched her less-than-pleased reaction to his input.

"You're off name duty." She made a slashing motion with her hand.

"Fair enough," he said and started to clear the dishes.

"I'll wash up," Tessa offered distractedly.

"That's alright, you keep doing what you're doing. It'll mean less work for me when we get back."

Josiah went to bed first, and Tessa thought she had given him enough time to fall asleep. She had decided that the best course of action was to remove her sweatshirt and sleep in her jeans and t-shirt, and she was climbing into her sleeping bag when Josiah's voice came out of the darkness.

"Aren't you going to change out of your dirty clothes?"

Tessa swallowed hard. She knew she looked like a prude and she really wasn't. She was only shy.

"Umm, no." She mumbled.

"You won't be comfortable," he insisted.

"I'll be fine," Tessa insisted.

"What's up, Tessa?"

"Fine!" she turned to face him. "I thought I would have my own room, so my night clothes are inappropriate for co-sleeping," she hissed.

There was a long, heavy silence, and she wished she knew what he was thinking.

"Can't you sleep in your t-shirt?' he asked.

"It stops at my waist, so no!"

Josiah turned on the light by his head and threw back the sleeping bag cover, then moved across the room to his bag on a chair.

Tessa's knees gave out at the sight of him shirtless, wearing only pajama bottoms, and she fell onto the bed with a bounce. He was all muscle with a light dusting of hair on his chest.

He dug around and found a button-down flannel shirt. "Here, wear this. I suppose it's my fault for not telling you that we might have to share a room."

Tessa took the shirt and marched off to the bathroom to change. When she returned a few minutes later, Josiah was looking at something on his phone.

"Better?" he asked, looking up at her and giving her a forced smile. She had to look silly in his oversized shirt that hung to mid-thigh. She had the option of either buttoning it to the neck or leaving the first button undone, which made the opening dangerously low.

"Yes, thank you," she agreed, then climbed into the sleeping bag.

"Goodnight," Josiah said before turning off the light and rolling over.

"Goodnight," Tessa responded, turning in the opposite direction. For some reason her heart was racing, and her palms were sweaty. If she was her sister, she would join him in his sleeping bag without a second thought.

Tessa pushed the thought away. He was her boss, and she wanted to keep her job more than she wanted to be in his bed. However, that little voice in the back of her head was saying a night in his bed, might be worth the price of any career. Then common sense reasserted itself and she remembered she wasn't his type, and he would probably laugh at her if she tried.

It would be a long night for both of them.