“Fuck,” he grumbled as he listened to the angry sound of rushing water, “I wanted to get more of the cane in, not to mention wanting to check ou... the next field over. After all this rain, there’s no telling how long it will be before I can use the ford to get across the stream. Oh, well, I have enough cane to make several jugs of syrup. And that’s something else that I’ve been putting off. I need to cook up what cane I have before the stalks dry out too much. Maybe I’ll get a chance to get more. Monday morning, when I got to the office, I was the first one there. When I heard Vanessa come in, I called her on the intercom to come in my office. She walked in and my jaw just about hit the floor. She was wearing a short black skirt, a white button up blouse and a lacy bra underneath. Her hair was put up, and she was drop dead gorgeous. I was speechless for a second and then I got the words out, “Damn girl, you are fucking sexy! Shut the door.” She replied while shutting the door, “Thank. As Diana walked over, she joined in with a short cycle of chain-speak to prove their comments."Sit," Diana said, motioning to the table area."But we came in to help," Denise objected."You're guests. Guests don't have to cook," she said as they seated themselves. "Besides, there is a more than a sufficient number of women to finish our meal without taking advantage of our guests." But..." Connie started."The rest are family, and I expect you will be soon, now that we know your man is an Alpha.". Her room number’s 43.”“She has her own room but she’s a manne…”“I know. I know, but no time to explain. Go.”I took the stairs and reached her room. Upon opening it, there was a red carpet and drapes covering the windows. Strawberries and whip cream in small bowls on the table. Red was everywhere. Rose petals all over the red sheets. At the vanity, there was a single paper lying there. I locked the door.I placed her on the bed and read the paper. “Hi. Thank you for bringing me to my room. If you.