Free The Boston Debutante (The Debutante Series Book 1) by William Roach

had closed off one corner with sheets so Megan could have some privacy when she came along. She stuck an extra cot in there for Macy.
    There was a wood burning stove setting in one end of the one room shack and a table and chairs in the center of the room. All the way around the walls was lined with cots for the men.
    There were windows that shutters covered when no one was there but there was no glass in them. The open windows allowed a breeze to blow through the shack when the wind was blowing keeping it a little cooler in the summer.
    A picture pump was just outside the door for drinking water.
    Out the back door was an outhouse. They only used it in the daytime. At night they all kept cans under their bunks. 
    The beds were all army surplus cots Turk had bought at an auction.
    Once every one got settled in Buck started fixing lunch. He usually did all the cooking out on the range. 
    He threw some steaks and potatoes on the stove and started making a big pot of coffee. The smell of steak sizzling soon filled the room.
    Megan and Macy felt their stomach start to growl with the anticipation of sinking their teeth into some delicious steak. 
    The wood-burning stove soon heated up the cabin running everyone outside to cool off. The afternoon sun was beating down on the cabin adding to the heat.
    Turk went around and opened all the windows and doors to let some of the heat out.
    Megan and Macy went out and sat under a tree next to the shack where a cool breeze could blow on them. 
    Megan ask Macy, “Macy what do you think of Turk now that you two are on speaking terms?”
    “Well I think he is a big good looking guy for sure but he is self-centered and demanding. He is also arrogant and obnoxious at times but deep down I think he might be pretty good man. Those deep steel blue eyes seem to look right through me and that makes me uncomfortable.”
    Megan laughed, “In other words you kind of like him a little better now?”
    “Only if he quits being hateful to me. I think I like him well enough as a cousin or at least a relative. Why do you want me to like him so much?”
    “I just think things will go better if you two get along. I know it would make Mom happy.”
    “If you are thinking anything romantic you can forget it. Turk is not my kind of man. I want a man that has a future not a cowboy that smells like a horse most of the time.”
    “Macy Turk has a good future ahead of him and once you get used to smelling horses on men it kind of becomes a n aphrodisiac.”
    After everyone had finished their lunch they lay around and rested while they talked the rest of the afternoon.
    Turk spent all afternoon with Megan and Macy. He wanted to be as close to Macy and Megan as he could without drawing too much attention from the other men. The more he looked at Macy the more he liked her and wanted to be near her. She felt so good and so soft when he held her against him.
    As long as Megan was there with them he just looked like he was talking to his sister.
    He noticed that Macy’s legs were a little red from being in the sun all day long in shorts. 
    He mentioned it to her and said, “Tomorrow you had better wear long pants or you are going to get burned.” 
    Macy lifted one leg at a time up and looked at it, “Yes I did get a little red today. I should have brought some sun block with me.”
    He looked at her legs again and said, “I wouldn’t want anything to happen to those legs. You have the prettiest legs I think I have ever seen.”
    Macy felt a twang of embarrassment in her face. She had no idea of where that came from or why she reacted like she did but men had looked at her legs before. The only difference was they kept their comments to themselves. Turk didn’t do that. He said what he thought.
    Megan grinned at Turk and then watched for Macy’s reaction. She could see a little tint come to her cheeks.
    “Ok Turk, don’t start that kind of talk. I don’t know what it is about you but you are to