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He remembered last night with the brunette and frowned as he tried to remember her name.
“Not cool, man,” he muttered.
He clarified at Dewey’s that he wasn’t looking for more than a one-night stand, and she agreed. But when she asked if he’d call her, he wasn’t sure what he could say he hadn’t said earlier. He didn’t like hurting anyone because he knew how it felt.
When Monica started on him about not spending time with her, they got into a huge argument, and she gave him an ultimatum. Her or the ranch…
“You expect me to just up and leave a ranch that has been in my family forgenerationsbecause I don’t spend enough time with you?” he growled.
“You could make time, Liam. You just don’t want to.”
“What I want and have to do are two different things, Monica. For God’s sake, how do you think I make money? I run the family ranch,” he shouted.
“And what should I do while you’re out working?”
“The same thing any woman does when her man is working.Wait for him to come home and not bitch about him working to make a better life for her,” he snarled.
“Bullshit, Liam! You have ranch hands.”
“Who do their part as I do mine. I don’t expect them to do anything I wouldn’t do myself. You knew this! You knew how busy I’d be and said you were fine with it. I don’t work a nine-to-five job, and if you can’t see that, we should end this now.”
“Fine. Leave. Goodbye, Liam.” She walked to the door, opened it, and motioned for him to leave.
It hurt him. He was sure she was the one. Before that, it was Crystal, but she liked other men too much. She loved Liam’s money, but always sought a man with more. Then he dated Melody, but it didn’t work for the same reason as Monica.
Many of his friends were happily married, but he’d be alone unless a woman came along who would stand beside him on the ranch. He knew he could walk into Dewey’s and go home with just about any woman in the bar, but he wanted something more meaningful.
“Last night didn’t mean a thing,” he muttered.
“Talking to yourself, boss?”
“Hey, Jerry. Just giving myself a talk.” Liam smirked.
Jerry leaned against the doorjamb of the tack room.
“Do you need a talk?”
“Probably.”
“I noticed you went out last night.”
“I went to Dewey’s.”
“Did you get laid? Cause, man, you needed to.”
Liam laughed. “Have I been that bad?”
Jerry chuckled. “Well, put it this way, when you had a woman, you were always in a good mood.”
Liam hung the saddle on a rail.
“I’ve been trying to figure out why I love women so much. They’re stubborn, hardheaded, moody, and God help you when they cry.” He shook his head. “I wish I could find one who doesn’t mind how much I work.”
“You will. You’re a young man yet.”
“I’m thirty-four, Jerry. How old were you when you got married?”
“Twenty.”
