The Cowboy's Magic Touch (Naked Cowboys of Smoky Hill Book 1) by Maggie Carpenter

Author:Maggie Carpenter [Carpenter, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Secrets Press LLC
Published: 2024-07-11T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

After sending Gabe and John to scout out the best vantage point to watch Brody’s ranch, Geoff had turned off his phone, placed his Platinum Rolex wristwatch on the nightstand, and settled down for a much-needed nap. After the lumpy, uncomfortable mattress at the hotel the bed in his cabin was a slice of heaven, and he’d quickly drifted off into nothingness.

When he blinked open his eyes he found himself in darkness except for two tiny nightlights on either side of the room. After sleepily switching on the bedside lamp he picked up his watch to check the time. It was just past eight o’clock. Gabe and John had left in the middle of the afternoon. Wondering why he hadn’t heard from them, then remembering he’d turned off his phone and it was in the living room, he reached for the house phone and called their cabin. When he received no response he assumed they were in the restaurant.

“Fuck. I’m hungry too,” he grunted under his breath.

Climbing from the bed he headed into the bathroom for a quick shower. As he stood under the hot water he started to consider how he would punish Annie for causing him so much trouble. Locking her in her bedroom for a week with no phone or television was one option. She’d be furious for the first couple of days, then she’d start crying and saying how sorry she was—just as Patty had done.

The thought brought a dark frown to his forehead.

The stupid, ungrateful cow had no-one but herself to blame for her unfortunate accident.

Pushing away the ugly memory he stepped from the stall, toweled off, combed his hair, then padded into the bedroom and quickly dressed. As he walked through the lounge he picked up his phone, but deciding to check the messages later, he slipped it into his pocket and headed outside.

The night air was cold. Wishing he’d grabbed a jacket, he quickened his pace and hurried the short distance to The Log Cabin. It was the name of the restaurant, and while he thought it lacked imagination it was appropriate. As he stepped inside he found the atmosphere comforting. A large fire and amber lighting invited relaxation—until the hostess approached. Tilting her head to the side, she blatantly stared at him. Wherever he went in Nashville he was recognized, and it occurred to him she knew he was famous and was trying to place him.

“Good evening, sir,” she began, breaking into what he thought looked like a nervous smile. “Are you meeting friends or would you like a table for one?”

“There should be two men already here but I don’t see them,” he muttered, casting his gaze across the diners. “Huh, that’s odd. I’ll have an appetizer at the bar while I’m waiting.”

“Certainly, sir.”

Still thinking there was something strange about her demeanor, he ambled across the room, settled on a stool and asked the bartender for a glass of their finest cognac. The young man smiled and nodded, then suddenly frowned and hurried to the end of the bar.

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