Page 158 of On The Rocks

“I know. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. We know Beckett and Lennon have been keeping you busy. Oh, hey, are you okay? I heard about the fire this morning.”

“Both me and Lennon are all right. But I’m calling for another reason.”

“Sorry. The whole orchard is buzzing about it. Anyway, what can I do for you?”

“An old friend of mine is in town. I was wondering if you had any rooms available for him?”

“Oh, sure. Just one?”

“Yes.”

“What’s his name?”

I glanced over at him and quickly hit mute. “Your name or your usual?”

“Mine.”

Surprised, I unmuted the phone. “Baron Ramos.”

“Got it.” I could hear her typing away. “When does he want to check in?”

“Do you have something now? He drove a long way and wants a shower and a bed.”

“Sure. It’s still off-season. We have a few rooms open.”

“Thanks. Take care of him for me.”

“Of course.”

“Thanks.”

I hung up and crossed back to them. “Got you a room. Want me to take you over?”

Baron stood. “Nah, I saw it when I came in. Swanky place.”

I laughed. “Kind of. Lots of weddings are done here and big parties.”

“Never thought I’d see you at a place like this.”

“Wait til you see the stage.”

Baron’s face fell. “I’ve avoided concerts since...well, since that day.”

“Maybe we can change that.”

“I’m not sticking around, G.”

I walked him to the door. “I wish you would. At least for a while.”

He sighed. “I have a life in Montana.”

“Yeah? Last I knew it was you alone out there on that ranch.”

“My ranch has animals. I’m not alone.”

“All right, I understand.” I opened the door.

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