The Way Home

Chapter Eleven

Tristan heard the knock on the door. He couldn't believe how many weman had showed up trying to get the job as cook. Over half didn't even know how to. He know this was going to be a wast of time. Most just wanted to try and sleep with them. He shuddered at the thought of caked face weman that dressed like teens. Thinking they were attractive. What had happen to weman that respected there self. He waited in the office for Caden to bring the next one in. If she was like the others he would call the hole thing off.

The office door open. Caden came in first. He could see a small woman behind him. Once Caden had move Tristan couldn't believe who was standing in front of him. It was the girl from the cafe. She was so beautiful. Everything a man could won't. From her wild red hair to her kissable lips. She had all the right caves to bring any man to there knees. The one thing that made her stand out the most was how small she was and those piecing green eyes. That told a life of hardship. She was a mistry he couldn't wait to uncover. He could see the excitement in Cadens eyes that she was her in there home and wanted to work for them.

He could feel his self getting hard just from looking at her. He had to reach down and adjust him self be for he caused damage to his dick. He could tell Caden was in the same boat as him.

It had been a long time seance a woman had turn them on with no avert on her part.

Clearing his through. Please have a set. He could hear the huskiness if his own voice and hope she thought nothing of it.

So are you here for the job as cook Tristan asked.

She just nodded her head. He wonton to hear her voice. Just once. Why was she not speaking.

Can you cook? He strides a gain to only receive the same head nod. Maybe she was shy and it would take time for her to talk to them. He looked over to Caden with a nodded of his head.

O.k. you can have the job its three meals a day. You will be cooking for us and the hands. You can also have the room off the kitchen to stay in. After he said that she shuck her head no.She took out a piece of paper and wrote something on it be for handing it to me. I read it.

I have my own place but thank you any ways.

You do know you will have to be here by 4:30 am to be able to cook for everyone. She took the paper back wrote again then past it back.

That is fine with me.

Ok will you can start tomorrow then. After saying good bye. She waved and left.

We had lots to do be for tomorrows. We had to plan how we were going to make her are's. But something was not right. It was something they would have to find out. It was time to find out who Tamar Nolf really was.