A Very Maverick Christmas. Rachel Lee

thing looks like a monster to me.”

      He laughed quietly. “It’s not. I’ll make sure it’s safe then show you how to light a fire. Have you got any wood out there?”

      “Some, alongside the cabin.”

      “I guess you couldn’t tell me how much.”

      Surprisingly, she felt herself smile then laugh. “What I know about wood you can put on the head of a pin. There’s a stack. I have no idea how much or how long it would last.”

      “A very good reason to take advantage of a willing neighbor. Me.”

      Take advantage of him? She hoped he had absolutely no idea the visions that wording brought to her head. “Well,” she said, “if you’re going to do that for me, I ought to stop by the grocery before it closes and pick up what I need to feed you a late meal. Unless you’ve already eaten.”