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“—but I need to fill you in on some details you aren’t aware of.”
By the time he finished explaining to them, Tracy, Sue, and their loyal group of followers were ready to lynch whoever had pulled that stunt on Veronica. Many of them were moved to tears and apologetic for giving them such a surprise while others wanted to know if it was possible to trace the asshole that had posted the invitation in the group and then disappeared, tricking them into falling for the ploy.
“We thought we were in on something really special,” one of the ladies, a sweet-looking lady in her late forties, said.
Travis grinned and took out his phone. “Well, ladies, it just so happens you are. What one evil person intended to be a bad thing bad is going to turn out good, for those of you who came, and for anyone else who shows up. As we’re speaking, plans are being put into place for the day. If you can be patient a little longer, Veronica is getting herself ready and making a quick phone call or two to marshal the forces, and we’ll have some fun put together in no time.”
Jack nudged him and he turned to his old friend while the ladies talked amongst themselves, and he noticed that Ethan, Adam, and Joaquin Martinez had also arrived.
Ethan said, “Rudy and O’Reilley’s are sending lunch, and Rudy is sending two of his nephews to help serve and clean up. Grace is calling the girls to ask if they’d participate in a talk about ménage relationships. She’s also arranging for other amenities with Divine Rentals. She’s got to stay upstairs though, because there are too many pictures of her from conventions on the Internet. She’s concerned those ladies would recognize her. She wants Veronica to have the limelight so she’s going to communicate with her via the phone. I’ve already contacted Ace and he’s looking into that bullshit invitation and working on tracing the shithead who’s doing this to her. Shit just got real serious when people show up on her damned doorstep.”
“Yeah, I’m grateful at least that it was these ladies and not some individual bent on harming her. I’m sure the two group admins will give them access to the site.”
Jack whispered, “Trav, it’s probably not safe for her to stay here anymore.”
“I mentioned that to her and she agreed, but she wants to deal with that later, after this is over with.”
Right then, Veronica came out of the house and Travis was spellbound. As he glanced around, all the guys were, too. Whoever had planted that invitation had intended to humiliate her, to scare her, and to make her feel unsafe. She didn’t project any of those emotions at all. She fucking owned that potential disaster and he got to watch her do it.
She was dressed in cowboy boots, artfully ripped jeans, a sexy top, and had twirled her hair up into a disarrayed knot that looked like she’d spent an hour at the beauty shop to have done, and she graciously greeted and hugged the admins.
She pulled up a chair to seat an elderly lady who’d been standing on the porch without complaint and explained what had happened. She never betrayed the shock or fear that he knew she’d felt earlier at having such a surprise sprung on her.
“Veronica, we’re so sorry this happened,” Tracy said. “We’ll be happy to do whatever we can to make sure something like this never happens to you ever again. Whoever did this needs their ass kicked six ways to Sunday.”
The elderly lady, who looked like a librarian piped up. “Damned sons of bitches. They give online reader chat rooms a bad name.” All of the ladies agreed with her.
Veronica launched into a brief question-and-answer session, putting together an afternoon and evening filled with events that had the ladies crowing with happiness. They were all shocked that she was willing to take time out of her day for them with no notice.
Tracy Farmer raised her hands and hollered, “Ladies, listen to me. We’re going to call an impromptu face-to-face chat right now, amongst ourselves, to give Veronica and these other really…hot…scrumptious-looking cowboys time to get things pulled together. Please, no one post anything online until we agree how to handle this bullshit—I mean—this situation.”
