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Bullet raised an eyebrow in her direction.
“It isn’t that I don’t want to tell you specifically. It’s just not something I’m ready to talk to anyone about.”
“So you haven’t told anyone what it is?”
“I didn’t say that. I did tell someone.”
“Who?”
“Liv. And…”
“Who? Come on, just tell me.”
“Your sister. And Dottie knows too.”
“I’m here to work on my dream. Maybe you are too. What’s your dream, Tristan? Just tell me.”
It took her a long time to answer, but finally, she had to admit it wasn’t anything to make a big deal out of. What would it hurt to tell him? “I’m designing a new line of clothing.”
“That doesn’t sound much different than what you’re already doing.”
He was right; clothing was her business. But this was different. This was for her.
“It’s a women’s line. Not necessarily for Lost Cowboy. I mean, maybe. I don’t know.” She looked away from him. “I haven’t had time to discuss it with my father,” she murmured.
“Why not?”
Well, she’d planned to, until he shuffled her off on a plane this morning.
“It’s nothing, really. Just designs at this point. I rarely have time to work on it.”
“Makes sense, then.”
“What does?”
“Maybe you’re here so you have more time to design stuff.”
“But why here? My father could have put me on a plane to just about anywhere.”
“Renie and Jace used to work this ranch. That’s where they met. Liv probably suggested it to your father as a good place to get away.”
That made sense, although she doubted Liv was this manipulative.
“She just wants you to be happy.”
Tristan studied Bullet. “How did you know what I was thinking?”
“I don’t know. I just do.”
“And what am I thinking right now?”
Bullet covered her hand with his. “You’ll make me blush, Miss Tristan, askin’ me to say it out loud.”
Tristan pulled her hand away and crossed her arms. She couldn’t hide her smile, or the heat she felt creeping into her cheeks. That hadn’t been what she was thinking about, but now it was.
They had their own cabins, next door to each other. Bullet unloaded Tristan’s bags for her and waited while the female ranch manager explained the schedule to them.
“You’re both experienced riders, so just call this number when you want to go for a ride.” She handed them each a business card. “I make breakfast and dinner for the ranch workers. It’s served in the dining hall, which you passed on your way in. You’re on your own for lunch, but there’s plenty you can grab and take with you, at breakfast. If there’s anything else you want, just leave me a note, and I’ll get it for you as soon as I can, usually it’s the same day.”
