From the Boots Up by Marquette Andi

Author:Marquette, Andi [Marquette, Andi]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-03-08T08:00:00+00:00

Six

A full house at the Diamond Rock meant little room to do any kind of fraternizing other than a quick howdy, which was a good thing, Meg decided, because she was too busy to let Gina really distract her. Though all Meg had to do was see her, and she got distracted.

Or thought even more about her.

She needed to be even busier.

Especially since Gina caught both Stan and Meg on Tuesday for a thirty-minute sit-down. Much to Meg’s relief, her crush didn’t show. She hoped. At least Stan seemed pleased after Gina left.

“That’s my girl,” he said to her. “Thanks, hon.”

“I told you it would be all right.” She’d replied, and then she left to work an afternoon trail ride. Before she knew it, the Tuesday bonfire was winding down and guests were straggling to their rooms, Wyoming nightfall as company.

“I’ve got this, Meg. Go on and have some down time.” Jackson gave her a nod as he worked on putting the fire out.

“Thanks.” She left the pit area and walked around the dining hall to the parking area. The lights were off at the office, so her dad was done for the evening, too. She glanced at the second level of the motel, at what she knew was the door to room five. A light was on behind the room’s window. Maybe Gina was writing, and that’s why she’d left the fire early.

She stared at the window a few more seconds, thinking that Gina would be gone come Friday, which definitely put a damper on her birthday. Shit, she’d been so busy, she’d forgotten her birthday until just now. Maybe she could get Gina to stay an extra night and have a piece of cake. Oh, my God. How lame did that sound? How old was she? Ten?

Maybe she could ask for her phone number, since she’d probably do follow-up for her story. No, that might be too obvious. Gina had the ranch phone number, and that’s what she’d call. She didn’t even have a good excuse to get her number.

Why did she keep trying to make a story where there wasn’t one?

She had forgotten to check something at the office and started walking toward it, past the cars lined up in the designated parking area. She recognized the shape of Gina’s Pathfinder, and it made her think about last Wednesday, and about a woman who wasn’t afraid to get her jeans dirty.

She went into the office, flipped the light switch, and found the paper on her dad’s desk that was his list of supplies. She added a couple of things to it and placed it on his keyboard, where he’d be sure to see it in the morning.

Done, she turned the light off and shut the door behind her. She heard the scrape of footsteps in the dirt.

“Hey,” Gina said from the dark. “I thought that was you.”

“Yep. A woman’s work, you know. Never done.” Her voice sounded steady, thankfully. “Did you need to use the phone or something?”

“Nope.

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