Awakening when he heard keys in the door, he stayed where he was but had his weapon drawn. Only Tom and Ronnie had keys, so please let it be Ronnie, he silently prayed.The lights brightened up the drab jail cell somewhat but not enough for his liking. He needed wide open spaces and fresh air. He wasn't used to sleeping in a room without windows. He wouldn't exactly call what he'd done sleeping, either. More like being on a rotisserie, tossing and turning while holding his eyes closed.Deputy Tom stuck his head in the room, surprise lighting up his face when he saw the sheriff. "Hey, good morning," Tom said. "What happened? You get kicked out of Travis's?""You could say that, I guess?" Mitch sat up and ran his hands across his face; he needed a shave, that was for sure."No, for real? I was just kidding.""For real, Tom, and I'm not proud of it, so if you could keep this to yourself, I'd appreciate it. Did you make coffee yet?""Nope, I'm doing it now." Tom left the room,
Mitch reached the B&B in record time."Sheriff, I'm so glad to see you. How're you doing?" Marie asked when she opened the door."I'm okay. I'd like to talk to Ronnie, if I may," Mitch said, making no attempt to come in the house unless invited."Please, step inside out of the cold. Ronnie's been in her room most of the day, but I'll let her know you're here. I'll be right back."Marie scurried off and returned quickly. "I'm sorry but she must be asleep. She's not answering the door and it's locked. I'll be sure to tell her you stopped by.""Thanks, Marie." Mitch sat on the swing. He'd wait.He thought what he'd be doing if he were home, or rather at the B&B. He should have offered to pay rent. Money was tight, and Ronnie used her paycheck to pay bills. He was paid well through the county and had excellent benefits. Even a car was provided to him. He usually socked away most of his paycheck into a savings account toward a house he wanted to build when he was ready to settle
VOLUME SIX: A COWBOY AND HIS SWEET SPOTCarter's ass bounced on the hard seat of his banged-up pickup truck as he drove across the state line into Wyoming. Man, he was tired, and his butt hurt. Riding fourteen hours on the back of a horse was much more comfortable than six on the worn-out seat in the truck.Mid-November snow was in the air, as well as piled up along buildings and the sides of the road. He was finally heading back to Saddle Creek, Wyoming, the town he'd called home for at least two decades. He'd been twenty-three when he'd left, and he missed his mother every day of the five long, lonely years he'd been gone. There, he'd said it. A twenty-eight-year-old, grown-ass man missed his mommy. As an only child he had a special relationship with her, extremely close, and he'd broken her heart when he moved to Montana to work on a horse ranch. Now he had some making up to do.The phone conversation with her a few weeks ago assured him he'd made the right decision. The owner
She held open the front door until Carter entered then closed it. The warm air from inside hit her face, and she realized it was freezing outside.Lauren stepped from behind the kitchen island and gave them both a smile."Lauren, which room do these go in?" Carter asked "You can put her things in the guest room, the bigger one. Thanks." Lauren hugged Janelle again as Carter headed upstairs. "I want to make sure I'm not dreaming." She laughed."Me, too," Janelle hugged her. "The house smells so good, cinnamon, beef roasting, and baby powder." She glanced around the modern house, very warm and cozy. "Thank you, Jan." "But I need a hug from him, too." She moved toward him sitting in the high chair, "What's for lunch, kiddo?" Cameron giggled, food running down his chin."Actually, we're trying some homemade veggies and fruits today.""Oh, my goodness. I didn't know he was eating real food yet. Is he old enough?" Janelle asked.Lauren laughed. "Of course, he's old enoug
Dinner was casual, with discussions ensuing about ranch issues, horse breeding, and plans for the next day, Sunday."Do you go to church?" Janelle asked.Chase and Lauren glanced at each other and answered simultaneously, "Sometimes.""The church isn't far away, and if you want to go, you're more than welcome to take my car," Lauren said, before stuffing a big bite of bread in her mouth."No, no it's okay. I just wondered. I didn't really bring any dress-up clothes, thinking we'd go shopping for them. After all, it is one of the things we do best, right?"Once Lauren chewed and swallowed, she said, "I have plans to take you downtown, see the sights as well as taking you to all my favorite shops. We can make a day of it.""Perfect. Do you have many chores to do around the house?" Janelle didn't want to take her away from her work. "I'm here to help, not just sit around and take up space.""I'm awake early and get most of it done before the baby gets up. And if I ever need
Lauren chuckled. "You know, you should ask Carter to teach you how to shoot. What if you're out riding, your horse gets spooked, you're thrown to the ground, and a bear is right there? What do you do?" Lauren raised her eyebrows."You're right. I'm sure Carter would do it, too.""And it could be a lot of fun. In a beautiful meadow or pasture, deserted except for the horses, cows, birds, and bees. Taking a break after nailing it, in a secluded hideaway under a big tree with a blanket of fragrant grasses. It could be a very intimate lesson and so romantic." Lauren pushed Janelle's shoulder, and they both fell over in a fit of giggles.Once calmed down, they lay on the bed and talked about their younger years; who touched and what influenced their lives to help them become the women they are now.An hour or so later, Lauren glanced at her watch. "I can't believe how late it is. I have to get in a few hours of sleep. I gotta run, Janelle. If you need anything, just yell." Exhaus
"Carter, Janelle, are you in here?" Lauren called out from the front door of the barn.It took a few seconds to register, since she'd forgotten her surroundings and lost track of time. They leaped away from each other. Janelle answered, "Yes, we're here in the grooming area. Come on back."Lauren and Cameron were dressed warm. "Thanks for starting dinner for me, Jan. I really needed another hour of sleep.""No problem. I'm glad to help." Janelle squeezed Cameron's pudgy cheeks. "And how's my little man today?" Cameron smiled at her, jumping in his mother's arms, and Janelle laughed. "We're running into town for some groceries. Do you want to come along," Lauren asked."Not really. I agreed to groom Pretty Girl, and I just started. You know I can't go back on my word." Janelle ran her hand over the horse's side."That's fine. I won't be gone long. Do you want anything?""I'd like to make some cookies, so I'll need whatever baking supplies you don't have on hand," Janelle
When Janelle turned the corner, Carter was opening a door; with glass of the top half. A large wooden desk sat in the middle of the room with two worn chairs in front and a row of file cabinets along the back wall. An older couch was placed along the other wall."Come on in. Take a seat," Carter said, motioning with his arm to the couch."Thanks." Janelle sat on the end of the sofa and placed the basket on a small table in front. She filled the mugs with steaming coffee and removed the napkins from on top of the rolls. "What do you do in here?""This is where we keep all the breeding records, bloodlines, birth records, like who fathered who. Breeding is a big part of the ranch. Brings in a ton of money. We want strong bloodlines, so we lend out male stud services to someone else's mare to carry on the bloodline at their ranch, for a price of course - usually a big price.""I had no idea it was this involved.""These smell so good, I gotta have one." Carter sat in the middle o