Cowboy Fever by Kennedy Joanne

Author:Kennedy, Joanne [Kennedy, Joanne]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc.
Published: 2011-04-04T16:00:00+00:00

Jodi washed her hands, then slammed three glass tumblers down on the counter and clinked a handful of ice into each, almost enjoying the cruel bite of the cubes on her hands. She muttered a few curse words as she pulled a pitcher of iced tea and a lemon out of the refrigerator, then scanned the lit interior.

Man, she was hungry. She hadn’t had breakfast, and it was practically lunchtime. But if she made herself lunch, she’d have to invite Courtney to eat, and Teague too. Glancing over her shoulder, she fished a piece of ham out of a deli bag, rolled it up, and ate it in three quick bites. That helped, but she needed something more.

Pickles. Belle Arnold had brought her a big jar of homemade baby dills as a housewarming present. Hauling it out of the fridge, she grabbed a fork and speared one, then stood at the counter, crunching it happily. Ham and pickles. That was a balanced meal, right? Protein and a vegetable.

The floor creaked behind her and she whirled to see Teague walking in the door. She quickly dropped the fork, pickle and all, in the sink and tried to look casual.

“So did you ease Courtney’s worried mind?”

“Yeah. It was nothing,” he said. “She just likes to stir up trouble.”

“No kidding.” She poured the tea, almost sloshing it over the edge of the glasses, then slapped the lemon onto the cutting board beside the stove and got a knife out of the drawer below. She turned to face Teague and he backed away, his hands palms out at chest level as if warding her off.

“Easy, there,” he said. “Watch the knife.”

“Sorry.” She sighed and he lowered his hands as she turned and sliced the lemon into wedges. “I just hate to see you getting involved with somebody who doesn’t understand Troy. I mean, you heard her. Talking about making him ‘mind.’”

“I told you, I’m not involved with her.”

Jodi tossed him a disbelieving glare.

“Why? You jealous?” He was giving her that sneaky grin again—the one that said he’d caught her looking at him, or thinking about him, or being jealous. But he was wrong this time. She gave the lemon a final whack and he flinched.

“There’s no reason to even be civil to someone who talks about Troy like that.”

Teague leaned against the counter. “I know how you feel. But you might as well get used to it, since half the population doesn’t get who Troy is. You have to give people a chance to learn.”

“It wasn’t just that she didn’t understand,” Jodi said. “It was that she didn’t want to. She was so upset at the notion she might have to take orders from him that she was about ready to quit. I wish she had.”

“Yeah, I know. But it’s our job to help people understand.”

Jodi sighed. “Whatever.” She arranged the wedges of lemon on a plate, then set the plate and the three glasses on a wooden tray with a burned-in design of a cowboy riding a bucking horse.

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