Page 4 of Charming the Cowboy
But, of course, there were concerns.
Although the people who should have the biggest concerns about that were the Hartleys, and given that Cooper had just been in their establishment, that seemed to indicate that they had no real issue.
“I think it would be a great look for you. To be seen as a real participant. A key thread woven into the fabric of Wild Rose Point.”
“You’re getting a little ridiculous now.”
“I am a little ridiculous. Always.”
“Can’t argue with that. What exactly are you aiming to do with this haunted hayride?”
“It’s just going to be a spooky little ride through town. In the evening, when there isn’t a whole lot of traffic anyway. We can circle the block, and then go up toward the state park. We’re bound to see some elk bedding down for the night, and the park rangers have put up some spooky decorations.”
“Can an elk technically be haunted?”
“You have to ask the elk. You don’t know what they’ve seen.”
“Great. I think you might be stretching the truth in advertising there.”
“I’ll tell ghost stories,” she said. “I’ll ride up top on a little haybale, and I’ll be spooky.”
He looked skeptical about that. “You’re going to be spooky?”
“I’ll dust off my witch hat.”
“You have a literal witch hat?”
“I’m a witch,” she said.
His expression went from skeptical to outright disbelieving. “Okay. So what schedule are you thinking?”
“I’m going to have to confirm with the chamber, but I think probably Friday and Saturday nights in October.”
“I want my beer served at some of these drink stations you all have going up for the festive season in town.”
She gave him a look of mock shock. “So you do know about what’s going on in town.”
“Eliana, I’m serious. I want something in return. Not just specious promises that I’m going to curry favor by participating.”
“That’s a lot of ten-dollar words, cowboy.”
“Well, you know me. I’m a cowboy who loves his literature.”
“And yet, you’ve never taken a book that I’ve recommended.”
“Yeah, the Laws of Pagan Attraction isn’t really appealing to me.”
“Your loss.”
He sighed heavily. “All right. You talk to Lenora, and then you text me about whether or not she agrees to have my beer.”
“I’ll be in touch with you tomorrow.”
She didn’t see why it would be an issue.
“Goodbye, Eliana.”
“Goodbye, Cooper.”
