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“See? I’m way behind. Even my sister has someone. My muchyoungersister.” He sighed.
Jerry shoved off from the doorjamb. “I’m telling you, it will happen. I have to get to work. I’ll see you later.”
“Sure.” Liam picked up another saddle and sat down again.
At six that evening, he pulled up to Brett’s house. It was a nice place. Liam liked Brett. As long as he treated JoJo well, Liam had no problem with him.
With a deep sigh, he opened the door, walked up the steps, knocked, and entered when Brett opened the door to him.
Chapter Two
Siobhan sighed as she poured another beer, turned, set it on the bar, and got another one. It seemed like that’s all she did. She barely had time to breathe, but she loved it. Another Saturday night and packed wall to wall.
She set a beer on the bar, and the young cowboy grinned.
“Hi, darlin’,” he said.
“Hi, yourself there, cowboy. Do you need anything else?”
“Not yet. Thanks, sweetheart.” He touched the brim of his hat.
Was there a man with more manners than a cowboy? Their mamas raised them right.
As she turned to help someone else, she saw him.Liam. He was here. Oh, my.
She was heading for him when she saw a woman with blonde hair talking to him. What the hell? How would she ever let him know she was interested if other women kept coming on to him? But who could blame them? He was tall, dark, and mouthwatering.
Taking a deep breath, she walked to where he sat. He looked at her, and her heart slammed into her ribs.
“What can I get you?”
“Callahan and Coke, please.”
Siobhan looked at the woman, but she didn’t seem upset that he didn’t buy her a drink unless the one he ordered was for her.
“On the rocks?” Her hope deflated when he looked at the blonde, and she shook her head.
“Neat.” She smiled at Siobhan, but she couldn’t bring herself to smile back. The woman had the man she wanted.
“Anything for you, cowboy?”
When his dark eyes shifted to her, she couldn’t breathe.
“No, thanks,” he said, then turned on the stool to talk to the blonde.
She huffed, moved away to make the drink, then set it on the bar. He stood, removed his wallet, paid her, and waved away the change.
“Thank you,” she said.
“Hey,” the blonde said.
“Yes?” Siobhan raised her eyebrow.
“How do you pronounce your name?” The blonde pointed at her nametag.
“Siobhan,” Liam said, pronouncing it correctly as Shiv-awn.
“I’m impressed,” she said, almost falling over when he grinned.
