Cowboy (SEAL Team Alpha Book 3) by Zoe Dawson

Author:Zoe Dawson [Dawson, Zoe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780997196757
Publisher: Blue Moon Creative
Published: 2017-08-25T18:30:00+00:00

After the tables were assembled and all the decorations were in place, Kia assembled the props near the door, stacked luggage, and in a big trunk with travel stickers all over it, a goody bag filled with a raffle ticket for a trip to Paris Kia donated to add to the fundraiser coffers for the band and football uniforms, luggage tags with their theme “Oh, The Places I’ve Been,” a travel mug with the school mascot and name and date of the reunion, and an itinerary for the rest of the reunion.

“You did a great job, guys. Thanks,” Kia said after they got back in Wes’s truck. “I need to stop at the bar and see how things are going. I’d already planned to have Sally Jean cover for me for the weekend, but Friday can be really busy.”

“Sure,” Wes said.

“You are quite the little organizer,” Tank said. “That must have been a lot of work for you. The people who were supposed to be on your committee are a bunch of slackers.”

She smiled at Tank. “Thanks, it was a lot of work, but worth it. The tables look amazing.”

Wes parked right outside at the curb. “I can spring for lunch,” Kia said.

“The food is excellent here,” Wes murmured.

Kia led the way inside, and Sally Jean was talking/flirting with the liquor deliveryman. She couldn’t help it. Sally Jean preferred bad boys, rebels, and guys who were out for a good time, and nothing more. She didn’t do long-term commitments or emotional entanglements. As soon as she signed for the shipment, she turned toward them. “Kia!” She ran out from behind the bar and hugged her tight. “I was so worried about you. How are you doing?”

“Much better. We just came from The Barn.”

“I’m sure it looks fantastic. I wish I had been in your high school class.”

“We’ll need menus, oh, and did you do the deposits?”

Sally Jean nodded and then walked across the floor to grab the menus. Kia hadn’t missed the way she had raked her eyes over Tank. Kia glanced at him and he was following the movement of her slim hips encased in tight denim.

Throughout lunch, they kept exchanging glances. Finally, Kia left her bodyguards at the table and walked over to the bar. “Oh, my God. He is gorgeous. Who is he?”

“He’s Wes’s friend.”

“A SEAL?”

“Yes, I stopped to check in. Call me if you need anything.”

“I’ve got you covered, but completely jealous of you getting to hang out with two hotties.”

“I would rather not need bodyguards, Sally Jean.”

“Right, of course.”

Back in the truck, Wes’s cell rang, and he answered it through his truck speakers. “Hello.”

“Mr. McGraw, this is Sarah Ferguson from Jasper Realty. I’m having a difficult time discovering who owns Sweetwater Ranch. I’ve even visited with the foreman who told me it’s a corporation, Summit Enterprises, but I can’t get anyone to phone me back. Do you have any additional information?”

“No. I don’t.”

“All right. I’ll keep trying. I’ll be in touch. Bye.”

He disconnected the call, frowning.

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