One Texas Cowboy Too Many (Burnt Boot, Texas) by Carolyn Brown

Author:Carolyn Brown [Brown, Carolyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks Casablanca
Published: 2016-03-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Betsy Gallagher pulled up a stool at the far end of the bar, raised her beer toward Leah, and smiled as if she knew something that Leah didn’t. Leah ignored her and polished off her shot of Jack on the rocks.

“Hey,” Jill yelled above the noise of a line dance on the wooden floor and the jukebox turned up to the max. “You want another one?”

She shook her head. “Not tonight. I can’t stay long.”

Jill moved out from behind the bar and cupped her hand over Leah’s ear. “Rhett won’t be in tonight.”

Leah nodded and mouthed, “He called me already.”

Betsy shot a dirty look her way as Leah left, but she ignored it, a blast of smoke and noise following her as she stepped out into the darkness. The moon and stars were covered by dark clouds.

Half expecting Betsy to come storming out of the bar to argue, she didn’t hurry to her bright red truck sitting at the back of the lot. Instead, she took her time, because if she couldn’t see Rhett, then a good old catfight might be the next best thing. She’d never been in a hair-pulling fight like Mavis and Naomi had gotten into at the store a few days before, but it might be fun to knock Betsy square on her ass.

Why can’t you see, Rhett? Nothing is keeping you from going to the Fiddle Creek bunkhouse to see him.

A broad smile covered her face and suddenly all thoughts of Betsy sitting on her stool and trying to rile her up disappeared. With a little extra bounce in her step, she quickly climbed into her truck. She started the engine and looked up to see a sheet of copy paper taped to her windshield. A big heart, drawn with a red crayon, covered the entire paper. “TG + LB” was written in the middle with a smaller heart drawn around each set of initials. The plus sign was in the middle, where the two hearts connected.

She got out of the truck and tore the paper off, but peeling the tape off was another matter. He must’ve used a steamroller to make sure the wind didn’t blow it away. She gave up trying to remove it and carried the paper over to Tanner’s truck. She ripped it into tiny little pieces and tossed it onto his windshield. The slope carried it down into the valley that kept the wipers out of sight. Hopefully, it would be raining when he came out and they would be smeared into his sight when he flipped on the wipers.

“That is stalking,” she mumbled.

That is doing what Naomi told him, the voice inside her head said loudly. This is a war, a stinky war, Leah. No one is nice, and every trick in the book is fair.

She got back into her truck and drove straight to Fiddle Creek, throwing up a cloud of dust behind her all the way to the bunkhouse. Dammit met her on the steps and walked beside her until she settled into a rocking chair.

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