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“What can I do to help?” she asked.

Mack kept his gaze focused on the Spanish onion he was peeling, but all he could think of was removing Alex’s clothes layer by layer. Not that she wearing that many. She probably only had a pair of tiny lacy knickers on under that dress...

He gave himself a mental shake. Cool it. She’s not your type.

“Do you like steak?” he asked glancing at her.

Her face fell a little and her teeth sank into her bottom lip in a rather engaging way. “Steak?”

He put the knife down beside the onion, his gaze steady on hers. “Yes, you know, as in red meat.”

She pressed her lips together and gave him a sheepish look. “I don’t eat red meat,” she said. “In fact I don’t eat any meat. I tried to tell you earlier. I’m a vegetarian.”

There, what did I tell you? She’s not your type, Mack thought as he resignedly put the T-bones one of the farmers had brought around earlier back in the fridge.

“Well how about fish?” he asked, as he came back to the work bench. “I’ve got a couple of cans of tuna somewhere. Do you eat that? Some vegetarians do, others don’t.”

She grimaced as if she knew he wasn’t going to like her answer. “I don’t.” “Well then,” he said, scraping a hand through his hair. “That certainly narrows it down a bit.”

She watched as he washed his hands before going back to the salad. “Have you got something against vegetarians?” she asked.

His grey-blue eyes met hers. “No, but you do realize this is cattle country, don’t you?”

A flicker of uncertainty came and went in her eyes. “Um...”

“Apart from mining out at Meekatharra this district is mostly pastoral,” he went on. “You’re going to have a hard time at barbeques turning up with tofu.”

Alex sneaked a ring of cucumber from the bowl and took a tiny bite before she asked, “Do you think I’ll be able to buy tofu out here? I only saw one shop on the way in. It didn’t look tofu-friendly.”

He gave her a grim look. “It’s not. It sells the basics. Fruit and vegetables are brought in twice weekly. Anything exotic you’ll have to order in specially and it might if you’re lucky arrive within a week or so.”

“I’ll manage,” she said with an optimistic smile. “It’s only for six months, right? I’m sure I won’t starve.”

Mack had to drag his eyes away from the temptation of her cleavage. His deep abdominals clenched as he thought about her bare nipples pushed up against the cotton of her dress. She was leaning forwards slightly, her body so close he could have reached out and touched her...