He’d stepped outside next to her. “I wouldn’t know. I don’t sit out here.”

She turned to him. “Are you serious? Why not?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. When I come upstairs, I go to bed. Not much time to sit out here and watch the stars.”

“Dude. You’re living all wrong. You have to take the time to enjoy life’s beautiful moments.”

He finally cracked a half smile. “Is that a line from a movie?”

“No. Consider it a life lesson. How could you not want to sit out here? Bring a woman up to your bedroom and seduce the hell out of her with a bottle of wine and this view?”

He stared at her, and she stared back.

“Is that a request?” he asked.

“I don’t know. Are you inviting me to your bedroom?”

“No.”

And that was a quick response. “Too bad. I’d like to sit out here by moonlight. And I’m damn good in bed, too, so your loss.”

She walked away and out of his room.

Let Mr. Silent and Moody suck on that one for a while.

LOGAN STAYED ON the deck and pondered what the hell had just happened.

Had Des propositioned him?

And had he really turned her down?

Well . . . yeah. Hell, yes, he’d turned her down. First, she was way too young for him. Second, she was an actress and out of his league. And Colt was likely her boyfriend. And again, she was too young for him.

And gorgeous. And sexy as hell in her short-shorts and boots and, God, those legs. Tanned and long, and he could already imagine them wrapped around him.

And she was trouble. Capital T, capital R, and all the rest of the letters thrown in, too.

Bring a woman up here and seduce her in the moonlight. What the hell kind of woman said shit like that?

He stared out the doorway and into his bedroom, already imagining a tangle of sheets and legs and Des, sprawled naked on his bed, her long dark hair spread across his pillow.

His dick went hard.

Shit. He dragged his fingers through his hair and tried to think about something else besides Des naked.

He liked his sex uncomplicated, and he knew plenty of women who could give him that. Des was going to be spending time on his property. He’d have to see her again and again, and to him, that was a whole lot of complicated.

He walked off the deck and looked for Des, but didn’t see her, so he went downstairs. He found her in the kitchen, bent over the counter while she chatted with Martha and Colt. He tried not to stare at her ass and legs as he walked in.

“Oh, there you are, Logan. Desiree and Colt were telling me about the scenes they’ll be filming while they’re here at the ranch. Apparently, much of the movie takes place on the planet, so they’re going to be here two months.”

Logan reached into the refrigerator for a beer. “Isn’t that great.”

“It is. And I told them they could come over for dinner whenever they’d like.”

Logan popped the top on his can of beer, then perused Martha’s gleeful expression. “I know you’ll enjoy that.” He looked over at Des and Colt. “And so will the two of you. Once you taste Martha’s cooking, you’ll never want takeout or whatever the catering truck makes you again.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of,” Des said.

They moved into the dining room to eat. Ben came in and Martha made the introductions.

“Sorry to be so late,” Ben said. “I was working on the truck.” He looked over at Logan. “I thought it was the starter, but looks like it needs a new alternator. You want me to run into town tomorrow?”

Logan shook his head. “No. We need to work the calves over on forty-two, and we have two extra hands coming in for that. You can handle them. I’ll head into town and pick up a new alternator.”

“Okay,” Ben said.

“Actually, Colt has scenes all day tomorrow. I have an early scene in the morning, then I’m done for the day,” Des said. “If it doesn’t conflict with your schedule, would you mind if I went into town with you?”

Logan looked at her, then shrugged. “That’d be fine. Is there something in particular you want to do?”

“Not really, but I’d like to see Hope, and since I don’t know the town, maybe you can give me a tour.”

“We need more of that medication Emma put Maisie on. Her rash has mostly cleared up, but she’s still scratching,” Martha said. “If you’re going to town, maybe you could also stop by the vet clinic.”

Logan sighed. “I can do that. Make me a list of what else we need for the dogs.”

“Glad you’re going to town and not me,” Ben said with a grin.

Yeah, Logan figured Ben would say that. Ben hated making a lot of stops. Logan didn’t get into Hope all that often, so it wasn’t that big of a deal for him to run errands while he was there.

“You should see what Luke’s up to while you’re there, too,” Martha said. “Maybe you can have lunch.”

“Luke’s likely working and won’t have time.”

Martha gave him a look. “He’s gotta eat, same as you.”

Since arguing with Martha was pointless, he nodded. “I’ll text him.”

“Though Fourth of July is coming up. He and Emma will be coming over for that, and we’ll all get to see them then.” Martha turned to Des and Colt. “Will you two be heading back to L.A. for the holiday?”

Colt shook his head. “No. Since it falls in the middle of the week, we’ll just hang out here.”

“We have a big spread on the Fourth. Tons of food, and family and friends come visit. If you don’t mind the ogling of the locals, we’d love to have you. Logan buys the biggest and best fireworks and we have a blowout.”

“Sounds fun,” Des said, eyeing Logan.

“You’re both welcome to come,” Logan said. “It’s definitely a party.”

“We’d love to,” Colt said. “Thanks.”

“And invite whoever you’d like to, if you have people nearby,” Martha said.

Colt gave Des a look. She smiled back at him. Logan had no idea what that meant.

After they finished eating, they carried their dishes to the sink and Martha tried to shoo them out of the kitchen, despite both Des and Colt’s protests that they wanted to help clean up.