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“I have no idea what that means.” Siobhan laughed.
JoJo laughed. “I take it you didn’t grow up on a ranch?”
“I didn’t.” She tilted her head. “Liam has dark hair. I never would have picked you for his sister.”
“He probably wouldn’t either.” JoJo laughed. “My grandmother was blonde. The rest of my family has dark hair like Liam.”
Siobhan grinned. “He’s so handsome.”
JoJo laughed. “He’s a good man. Very hard working.”
“Sounds like it. Well, I’d better get going. I need to buy a bed. It was so nice meeting you, JoJo. If you see Liam, tell him I said hi.” She picked up the white bag with Sweet Nothings, scrolled in pink, smiled, and walked outside.
“Tell him I said hi? God, Siobhan, could you sound any more desperate?” she muttered as she crossed Main Street to head for the furniture store.
Chapter Three
Liam strode through the barn to his truck, climbed in, and drove home. It was past eight, and he hadn’t eaten all day. He needed a shower before anything. He stopped the vehicle at the back door, stepped out, walked up the steps, entered the house to see Rebel waiting for him, and rubbed her ears.
After hanging up his hat, he sat on the bench, took off his boots, and tried to get the energy to stand. With a heavy sigh, he got to his feet, walked to his bedroom, and entered the bathroom to shower.
Once he finished, he walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge to find something, but nothing appealed. He was so damn tired.
With a deep sigh, he shoved the door closed, walked to his bedroom, stripped off his T-shirt and sweatpants, and crawled between the sheets. The bed dipped when Rebel jumped on it. She made several circles and then lay down with a heavy sigh.
“Yeah, I know how you feel, girl,” he murmured as he touched her head, and she nudged him with her nose.
The following day, he entered the barn and had the men round up the calves for branding. They were around three months old and needed the Flynn brand, especially since the fence had been down. Nothing happened since they made the repairs, so maybe an animal ran into it.
Rustling happened daily, and ranchers and farmers had to pay attention to their livestock. Liam knew he’d call MDOL again if he had to.
“Hey, Liam,” Jerry said as he walked toward him.
“Jerry. The men are rounding up the calves. Once they get them here, we’ll get them in the chutes.”
“Sounds good, boss. The pens and chutes are ready.”
“All right. I’m going to ride up to check that fence.”
“Okay. Let me know if you need the men to fix it.”
Liam saluted. “Will do.”
Walking to the tack room, he knew Jerry was following him, so he turned to look at him.
“Something wrong?”
“You look tired, Liam.”
Liam grinned. “It’s because I am.”
“You’re doing too much. This ranch runs perfectly, but you still run yourself ragged.”
“It’s a never-ending job, Jerry. You know that.”
“I do, but don’t get so tired that you can’t do anything.”
“I’ll try. I’m going to relax this evening at Dewey’s. I met a woman there.”
