Page 42 of Opposites (Never) Attract
Subtly, I swept my hand down the back of my dress to make sure I wasn’t flashing my bare, red ass at anyone, and stepped clear of the desk to go find Harmony and say goodbye.
I should probably say something to my mom too.
Although, just the idea of it was exhausting.
But it’s not like we could postpone this. My mother had never left the state of Wyoming. The one time she almost got on a plane, she had a panic attack and Dad took her home, forgoing the anniversary trip to San Diego he’d planned for her.
She was also the most conflict averse person on the planet. When we were kids, Dad always disciplined us, and Mom would come in afterwards and bring us cookies andgrilled cheese sandwiches and let us rant about how unfair Dad was.
So, it made sense to me why she wouldn’t have come to New York, but why not just send Harmony?
Why send Tag?
I’d have to say goodbye to him, too.
With a big fuck you for bringing me back here to destroy my well-ordered life. But also, thank you for the best orgasm of my life.
Forty-eight hours with the guy, and he was the most complicated relationship I’d ever had with a man.
Did my family know about my pathetic high school crush? Wait, did Tag?
I really needed to get those panties back before I left.
“Whatdoyou know?” Ethan asked me, just as I reached the door.
“What?” I asked, turning around, ready to battle again.
“You said you know fuck all about cattle ranching. Whatdoyou know?”
Not sure where he was going with this, but I took the bait. “I know the stock market. I know a good investment when I see it, and I know how to make my clients money. Lots and lots of money.”
Ethan slowly nodded. “So, if we were a client, and we gave you some money, you could…make a magical pile of cash?”
“Very clever,” I smirked. “The kind of cash you’re talking about, would take years to earn on your return. You don’t have that kind of time.”
“We,” Mac corrected me. “Sorry, sis. You’re in it with us now. You’re half McGraw, which means we live together and we die together.”
He was right. I was mixed up in this, too. Not becausethese three men were my half-brothers, but Ethan was married to Harmony, and it looked like they were staying that way. Which meant Harmony was a McGraw. If they had kids, then my nieces and nephews would be McGraws, too.
And those kids would want a town to grow up in, a school to learn in. If we downsized the ranch, the town might survive, but it wouldn’t thrive. It wouldn’t grow.
My brain started clicking through my clients’ portfolios. My own personal investments. Something that would earn nearly double digit returns in a short amount of time…
“Shit,” I said.
The boys looked at each other.
“It’s a ridiculous idea,” I told them, before I even shared my thoughts. “Super risky. I mean, if I’m wrong, I could put the whole operation in jeopardy.”
“But, if you’re right?” Ethan asked me.
“Then I could save the Swinging D,” I admitted.
EIGHT
TAG
I walkedthrough the front door of the house I shared with my dad. Pop was given this cabin the summer he saved Leroy during a flash flood in Heartbreak Canyon. They’d been rounding up strays, and Pop had only been working for the McGraws for one season, but Leroy was so grateful, he gave him the A frame line cabin on the southwest corner of the land.
