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“What are you thinking?” Scarlett asked her as she put the mugs in the sink.
“That maybe I don’t appeal to him.”
“Why wouldn’t you? You’re beautiful with your dark red hair and those green eyes.”
“He must be into brunettes.”
“Well, he’s definitely going to beintothat one.” Scarlett laughed.
Siobhan looked to see the brunette beside him at the bar. She must have visited the little girl’s room. Siobhan didn’t like her. She didn’t even know her. She shook her head.Jealousy does not become you.
As she wiped up the bar, she saw him wave Laura over to settle his tab, then walk out with the brunette. And it ruined her night.
With a heavy sigh, she put the rag beside the sink, walked around the bar, and cleaned the empty tables. She was so disappointed.
At two-thirty, Laura, Scarlett, and Siobhan walked outside into the cool evening air. Scarlett put her arm around her shoulder.
“You’re so down.”
“I am. It’s silly. I don’t know him, but he really grabbed my attention.”
“We know how you feel. I was attracted to Dominic when I was married to Jeb. I knew it was wrong, but after Jeb cheated on me and I divorced him, Dominic and I got together, and I have never been happier. He’s my soulmate.”
“Like Noah is mine. Siobhan, you’ll find someone again. Maybe it won’t be Liam, but you never know.”
Siobhan came to a halt. “I wanthim. I honestly cannot get over how much I want him.” She shook her head. “I’ll never see him again.”
“Yes, you will. He doesn’t come into the bar often, but he does once in a while.”
“When he’s horny?”
Scarlett and Laura laughed.
“That could be.” Scarlett shook her head.
“In case he hasn’t noticed, I’m horny too. I can’t remember the last time I had sex. I need to find an apartment so I can take a man home.”
“Hey, talk to Connie.”
“Connie at the diner? Why?”
“There’s an apartment above the diner that she has rented.”
“Really? I’ll get with her.”
The women walked to their vehicles, bid each other goodnight, climbed into them, and drove off.
****
Liam got out of bed, pulled on his jeans and T-shirt, and tugged on his boots. Standing, he strode from the room to the kitchen with Rebel on his heels. It was still dark out, but he had to get busy. The ranch didn’t run itself.
The Flynn Ranch was one of the largest cattle ranches, with the Moore Cattle Ranch following closely, then by the Mitchell Cattle Ranch. However, they all followed behind the Triple C. It was the biggest in Clifton, at one hundred thousand acres. Warren and Weston Coleman, Calder Moore, and Preston Mitchell were his friends, so it wasn’t a competition. Most ranches didn’t compete. They each had companies they supplied to.
He entered the kitchen, strode to the laundry room, and removed the flap on the pet door. Rebel barked and ran outside to the fenced-in yard. After a cup of coffee, he pulled his flannel shirt on, settled his hat on his head, opened the door, and stepped onto the porch. The morning air was crisp, but the weather was supposed to be warm today.
He entered the barn, strode down the aisle, and entered the tack room. He picked up a saddle, sat on a stool, and cleaned it. He didn’t mind doing it. Everyone rotated on chores, and today was his day for the tack. He ran the ranch, but he worked with his men, and they respected him for it.
The ranch hands were heading to the north and west pastures to round up some cattle. A hauler was due later today to get them.
