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We’re just about to walk inside the coffee shop when I hear someone call out my name.
“Rem!”
I look behind us and see Brooks striding our way.“Hey, Brooks.How’s it going?”
“I’m well,” he says and shakes my hand.“Surprised to see you in town.How are you guys?”
Brooks grins at the kids and ruffles Johnny’s hair.
“We’re going to see Erin at work to invite her to dinner,” Holly says with a grin.“Do you want to go to dinner?”
Brooks grins.“Not today, but I’ll take a rain check.Thanks for asking me.”
“You kind of look like my daddy,” Holly adds with a shy smile.
Brooks and I share a glance, and I shrug.“She’s a kid.”
“She’s an adorable kid.Anyway, I have a guy on my staff who should be onyourstaff.”
I raise an eyebrow.“Why?”
“All he talks about is horses and ranching.He’s nineteen, and he’s a good kid.Horrible with an engine, but he has a strong work ethic, and I think he’d thrive out at Wild River Ranch.”
“Give him my number.I need more help for the summer, and we’ll take it from there.”
“Thanks.”Brooks nods.“Have a fun dinner, you guys.See you later.”
After a wave in Brooks’s direction, I push through the door of the coffee shop and blink in surprise.
At the counter, Holden Lexington is grinning at my sister.
And she has her arms crossed over her chest, trying not to smile back.
“Where’s Erin?”Johnny demands as we approach.
“Oh, she just had to run and check on Roger real quick.She should be back soon.”Millie turns back to Holden.“Do you need anything else?”
“This coffee is delicious,” Holden says idly, as if he has all day to lean on the counter and ponder over his coffee.He looks over at me and nods.“Rem.”
“Holden.”I nod back.“Have you met my kids?”
“Sure, but I haven’t seen them in a long time.Jenny and Cameron, right?”
Johnny and Holly laugh.
“No,” Holly says.“I’m Holly, and he’s my brother, Johnny.”
“That’s right.”Holden glances back up at me with a wink and then turns back to Millie.“Thanks for your time, Miss Wild.”
“You’re not welcome,” she mutters, making Holden smile more as he takes his coffee and walks out of the shop.“He’s a moron.”
“He’s not as bad as his father,” I reply.
“You hate him,” she reminds me.“And you wereniceto him.”
I remember what Erin said to me when we were by the mine.
“Bygones,” I reply with a shrug.“You said Erin went to check on Roger?”
