Pandora Tyler knew Levi was watching her from the window. He kind of stuck out around here. Taller than many of the men crowding onto the ranch now, stronger, broader, less polished—Levi would stand out wherever he was. He might have thought that he was hidden, but he wasn't. She could have told him that.

If she wasn't getting such a kick out of upsetting him, she would have.

Levi, the biggest player in Masterson County, deserved everything he got.

She’d finally figured him out.

The entire reason he’d hired her as his housekeeper wasn’t because she had worked her tail off to build a cleaning business in Masterson like she had originally thought. Taken pride in.

It wasn’t that at all.

Nope; that jerk wanted her at his place where he could seduce her. Levi had planned it out, plotted all of it. Schemed from the very beginning. Gotten her right where he wanted her.

Except for one thing.

Tylers were not easily seduced. Every choice they made was because they believed in it. Even her older sisters Pip and Phoebe—who had fallen for two of the nicer Masterson brothers—had done so out of choice.

If Levi thought Pan was an easy mark simply because she was a Tyler and young and living on his ranch, well he had another thought coming. Someone called her name and Pan spun, the gossamer dress she wore shimmering out behind her.

She had to admit she was having a blast playing a fairy in a Rowland Bowles’ movie. A Rowland Bowles’ movie, of all things. Six months ago, she never would've imagined it. But she, all three of her sisters, and all four of her brothers had parts. As did all four of her female cousins. She and Nikki even had major roles. Well, semi-major roles. The biggest supporting roles had gone to the twins. They played royal fairy twins who had been separated at birth to protect them. Pip was Gretta. It was perfectly suited for her painfully quiet and shy sister. Perci played the fiery new fairy queen who was in search of her missing sister.

But it was little Parker who had surprised them all with how well he had taken to acting. He was doing so well that Rowland Bowles had modified Parker's part to be a larger piece of the entire movie. He had done the same to Pan, though she hadn't wanted him to.

While she was enjoying herself, and she thought most of her siblings were as well, acting was not something Pan ever intended to do again.

The only reason why she'd agreed to do it in the first place was because of the cold hard cash. Rowland Bowles paid very well, and with every one of her siblings in the movie, and their family homestead being used as the location, they were going to make just enough money to be able to finally pay off the massive amount of medical bills that had hovered over their heads since her mother's death almost two-and-a-half years ago. They needed that cash to fix everything.

Pan was in charge of the family finances, and she had spent those last two years sick with worry over where the money was going to come from. The scheming and the worrying and the fear was finally almost over.

And then she’d be able to get on with her life.

Pan wasn’t about to let that life be tied to a man ten years older than she was and rooted in Masterson County, Wyoming.

Not that Pan wanted to leave her hometown. She just wanted to explore all of her options first. Before considering a man like Levi. She had goals. And for the first time in two years, a way to achieve them.

Levi could derail all of that.

She’d scrimped and saved to even take a few business classes online, and if the college hadn’t offered some minimum financial aid she wouldn’t have been able to afford it at all.

She’d finished those classes a few weeks ago. Now it was time to take that knowledge and apply it. Somehow.

Not that it was all that easy to use business skills scrubbing Levi Masterson’s kitchen floor and folding his underwear.

That it was now her oldest sister’s floor didn’t really matter in the scheme of things.

Levi had hired her to do a job and she did it to the best of her ability.

But the jerk had also hired her under false, nefarious, male circumstances. She was going to teach him a lesson about that.

As soon as she figured out how.

“Pandora, my sweet sexy little fairy, I need you right here.” The director stepped up behind her. Bowles was a touchy idiot, that was for sure. He put his hands on her hips and moved her into position for the next shot.

Good thing Pan was flexible. But it was close. The guy expected too much; she wasn’t a contortionist.

Nor was there anything sexual in his hands on her hips. The instant she’d signed the contract with his company—and her siblings had done the same—he turned into a ruthless professional.

The man was good at what he did, and that was entertaining the masses.

Pan would never forget this experience.

She said her lines and knew she nailed it when Rowland crowed his pleasure. Then it was Parker’s turn and her smallest brother, dressed in a fairy archer’s costume, ran across the scene with panic in his movements. Just like he should have. Just like they’d rehearsed.

“They are coming! You must run!” he said, frantically. “You must go. Take this.” He thrust the prop into her hand, then turned. The camera focused on her then, and Parker hurried out of the way, another camera capturing his movements.

He was enjoying himself, and wasn’t quite old enough to feel all the nerves that Pan was feeling. She was enjoying this gig, but it wasn’t easy.

The money was good. And that mattered.

And that money was going to buy her family’s freedom. Get her brothers a better chance at a future than she and her three sisters had had.

That was Pan’s ultimate goal. To see to it that her little brothers were free to achieve their dreams.

The way she, Perci, Phoebe, and Pip hadn’t been able to.