Page 126 of The Cowboy's Unshakeable Love

“Okay. I can make that work. I think you’re right; we should keep it to a quick hello and then be on our way.”

“I’m sorry. Jamie shouldn’t have called you.”

“You’re right, she shouldn’t. But you’re not responsible for her actions. And I don’t want to disappoint the girls. It’s sweet of them.”

“I don’t think you realize how much you mean to them and how much they’re going to miss you.”

“What time do you think you’ll be there? And where exactly did you mean?”

“There’s a restaurant called The Riverside; do you know it?”

“I do.”

“I think we can get there right around noon. Does that work for you?”

“It does. I’ll ask Travis to bring me.”

“Travis?” Marty sounded surprised, but she didn’t feel any need to explain herself to him.

“That’s right. Give me a call if the time changes, but other than that, I’ll see you there at noon on Wednesday.”

“Thank you. It’ll mean a lot to the girls. We’ll see you then. Bye.”

She ended the call and made a face at her phone as she put it down. It’d be nice to see the girls, but she’d be glad when this whole thing was behind her. After Wednesday, there’d be no reason for her to ever have to deal with Jamie, or Marty again. She hadn’t given much thought to Mrs. Simmons’ concerns when she’d called to say that she’d seen Jamie driving by the house. She’d put that down to the older woman wanting to call Travis – she’d even joked about it with her since she’d admitted that she had called Travis first.

She blew out a sigh. She didn’t need to waste time thinking about any of it. She’d meet them and say a quick hello on Wednesday, and then it’d be over with.

She leaned forward to look out the window when she heard a vehicle approaching. She loved that even though she was outhere in the middle of nowhere, there weren’t many days that went by without someone stopping in to see her.

Libby sometimes came to eat lunch if she wasn’t too busy with her horses. Shayna loved to hang out and ask a million questions about decorating. Lately, she’d started asking about cooking as well. It seemed that she didn’t have much of a clue, and she wanted to learn. When she was back on her feet properly, Retta was planning to teach her how to make at least some easy recipes. Ty was a chef, and he did most of their cooking, but Shay wanted to be able to cook for him sometimes – and Retta was more than willing to help her learn.

It wasn’t Libby or Shayna who was pulling up outside. She didn’t recognize the little SUV. It had to be a visitor – maybe a lost tourist. The SUV was too clean, shiny and new looking to belong to a local. She liked it, it was a pretty, light-blue color. She liked the color so much that she added it to her list of things she wanted when she bought herself a new vehicle. In fact, she peered at the badge on the front, she might even have to ask whoever was out there what model of Chevy it was. It looked perfect for her – not too big, but it looked rugged enough that it’d survive on the gravel roads and in the snow.

She frowned as she waited, wondering who it could be. It seemed strange that anyone would know that she was here in the cabin – she didn’t have a car outside. She started to feel a little nervous, even though she knew it was silly – what did she have to be afraid of?

She laughed when Travis got out and put his phone in his pocket. He hadn’t seen her through the window; he must have been sitting there to finish a call.

“Hey, darlin’,” he greeted her with a big grin as he came inside.

“Hey yourself. Where’s your truck?”

His smile faded and he looked out through the window. “You saw?”

“I did. I was trying to figure out who it might be.”

“It’s me.”

She laughed. “I can see that now.”

He came to her and squatted down in front of the sofa. He leaned in to kiss her and then sat back on his heels.

“Do you like it?”

She frowned.

“Your little SUV.”

“Mine?”

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