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to risk mining activity.”
    â€œGold is valuable too, bro. Lash Creek is part of my land. I get a say in how it’s used.”
    â€œWhen you’re thirty-one and meet the stipulations in JD’s will, yes,” Jay said. “I had to do the same.”
    â€œHey, I’m trying to do this the nice way. I could sue.”
    â€œBarty!” Liza’s voice was more distant. “I’m leaving!”
    Both men ignored her.
    â€œYou’d lose,” Jay said. “Liza already tried to have the land divided during the divorce. The judge didn’t buy it then and won’t buy it now. JD’s will is clear. You have to be thirty-one to have any say in how the ranch is run.”
    â€œBARTY!” Liza screamed above the wind.
    Sara felt like hiding in her borrowed coat. Her family was poor, but they had too much pride to make a public scene.
    â€œFine,” Barton snarled. “Be like JD. Leave money on the table wherever you play. Millions hanging on the walls, millions in untapped mining rights, and nothing in the bank for the rest of us.”
    With that, he stalked off after his mother.
    Wind gusted again, making trees whip and groan. The smell of snow was stronger now, but the sky was nearly clear.
    â€œSorry that you had to witness that,” Jay said, watching Barton’s retreat.
    â€œNo need to apologize,” Sara said. “Nothing argues like families.”
    â€œThe least I can do is take you back to your room. Where are you staying?”
    The thought of her room put a hitch in her stride. “I was at the Lariat. I have to find another room.”
    â€œBad service?”
    â€œA break-in. My coat and computer were stolen. The sheriff holds out little hope that the thieves will be found.”
    Or another room, for that matter.
    Jay’s arm came around her shoulders. “You’ve had quite a morning, haven’t you?” He led her toward a big silver pickup truck. “With the Norwegians in town, you won’t find a decent place left to stay.”
    â€œI’ll—”
    â€œCome to the ranch,” he suggested. “We have five bedrooms and only one of them is being used. Some of the Custers are there, and there are a lot more up at Fish Camp.”
    â€œYou’re tempting me.”
    He gave her a smile that warmed her as much as his coat.
    â€œNo temptation, just common sense,” he said, opening the passenger side of the truck. “You need a room and the Custers. I need to know more about you than a sexy voice talking to me while I make dinner and sneak bites.”
    She laughed, remembering doing the same thing while listening to him on the phone. “You, too? Eating alone can suck.”
    Navy blue eyes met hers. “Henry lives at the ranch, so we’ll have a chaperone, if that concerns you.”
    â€œGood.” She was too attracted to Jay for her own comfort. Having sex with a client was bad business.
    Stupid, too.
    â€œAs long as you understand that Beck’s sales pitch about the Custers being worth millions is a great wad of baloney, I’ll come,” she said.
    Jay smiled and squeezed her arm. “Never did like baloney, even when I was young enough to eat it.”
    â€œAnd Sheriff Cooke said for me to say hello to you,” she rememberedas she climbed up into the passenger seat before Jay could blink.
    â€œSo you figure I’m safe,” he said.
    Safe wasn’t a word she would have applied to Jay Vermilion, but she nodded. “Besides, I’ve traveled in places where staying with strangers and hitchhiking were the only way to see the country. You learn to trust your instincts.” Plus a few really nasty moves my brothers taught me.
    Jay laughed softly. “I thought so.”
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œYou’re the adventurous sort.”
    Sara smiled faintly. She was hoping that handling the sale of the Custers would get her out of the adventure travel