CHAPTER 67

“No. I borrowed his horse trailer last weekend because we were bringin’ that mare home from Missoula.”

“You know it don’t count if no one saw you with her.”

“Cord saw me with her. He can back me up.”

“Cord.” Carter paused. “As in our brother Cord?”

“You know any other Cord?”

“No, but now I know you’re lyin’. Cord doesn’t go nowhere, especially a dance where there’s wicked women who can lead him into temptation away from his beloved ranch.”

Colt laughed. “True. But Dad sent him with me to get the horse. We stopped for the night, saw a street dance goin’ on and decided we’d have a beer and check it out. A couple hours later me and Mindy—”

“Mindy?”

“Mindy Sue LaRue, Miss Rodeo Montana. She rode me like a Pony Express rider.

Shoot, we rocked the horse trailer so hard we busted an axle.”

Carter snorted.

“We did it two times before she bailed. Cord walked in as she was walkin’ out. Then he asked me if her tits were implants. I was surprised he’d noticed them. Though, I gotta admit they were