Page 22 of Country Mist


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“Glad we’ll be doing business together, my boy.” Henry chuckled. “Not that I had a doubt.”

Tyson tossed his pen on the desktop and didn’t bother to try to correct Henry’s assumption again. “I’ll call you when I get some numbers back.”

The older man signed off, and Tyson pulled up the contacts app on his phone and found his lawyer’s information. He got lucky, and she could take his call, even though it was late. He went over everything he needed to know about Dutchman’s Gold that he could think of. More questions were bound to pop up.

Zoey, his other border collie, rested her head on her paws and looked at him with soulful eyes from where she lay by the fireplace.

“Not quite dinnertime yet,” he told his girls. “Got one more thing to do.”

Now that his calls to Goldman and his attorney were taken care of, he turned his thoughts to Haylee. She’d been so damned beautiful Saturday night. Hell, she was always gorgeous, but something about her that evening set his world on fire.

He wanted her so badly that his jaw ached from clenching his teeth hard enough to break a tooth. Her body would be supple and soft beneath his, but she would be wild in his arms. He didn’t want to tame her, but he did want her to know that one day, she would be his. Yeah, he’d made up his mind—Haylee was the woman for him, and he wouldn’t let her go. He’d have to be careful he didn’t go “caveman” on her, or that would push her away.

Last night, he hadn’t called her—he didn’t want to call too often, just enough for her to know how interested he was in her.

But one night without talking with her was enough. He located her number, which he considered putting on speed dial. They’d barely started dating, and he wanted to put her as number one on the list. Damn, but he had it bad.

Like he told her—he knew something special when he saw it.

He pressed her number, put the phone on speaker, and listened to the ringtone.

“Hi, Tyson.” The way she said his name made him want her all the more. She sounded breathless.

He leaned back in his office chair. “Are you in the middle of something, hon?”

“Just got home from meeting with a client in Phoenix.” She sounded happy to hear from him. “I’m yours now.”

He imagined the pretty flush in her cheeks as she added in a hurry, “I mean—well, you know what I mean.”

“Do I?” The words came out in a low rumble as he teased her. “I’ll take you any day.”

“I’m looking forward to Saturday.” She had clearly changed the subject to avoid more embarrassment. “I bought all the ingredients for the enchiladas.”

“I can’t wait for them.” He smiled to himself. Her being close again was what he couldn’t wait for, but he’d take the meal along with her. “I’ll have the ice cream waiting.”

“You spoke the magic words.” She gave a pleased sigh.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” And he would—anything to please his woman.

There he went again—was he going caveman? How he felt about Haylee was worse than Goldman being so sure Tyson would buy his company. Not that he could compare the two.

But he was positive about Haylee—was he setting himself up for disappointment?

No, not at all.

He leaned back in his chair and put his boots on his desk. “How was your day?”

“Not bad.” She groaned. “I did a lunchtime event for a women’s organization, and my feet are aching. I could use another foot massage.”

“I’d be happy to oblige.” Tyson smiled. “Would you like me to come over?”

“That would be wooooonderful.” She laughed. “But I’m sure you’ve had a long day, too. I think I’ll go to bed early—tomorrow, I have another busy day on my calendar.” She paused only long enough to take a breath. “How about you? Anything interesting come up?”

“Not much different than a normal day,” he said. “Had to free a steer from barbed wire in the north pasture, then repair the fence line and the usual ranch duties and chores. Nothing out of the norm.”

“Do you have dogs?” she asked. “Any other pets?”

“Two border collies, Zoey and Freya.” He glanced down. “Freya’s asleep under my desk, and Zoey is sacked out in front of the fireplace. I don’t have a fire here, but it’s her favorite spot.”

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