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bed?”
     
    “I woke this morning feeling energetic. Thankfully when I called
Robbie,” she affectionately patted the guy's arm, “he was already awake too.”
Her lips gave way to a smile. Drew knew enough of Megan by now, to know her
smile was an indication something bad was coming, and he braced himself.
     
    “It was your idea really,” she said.
     
    “What was my idea?”
     
    “Moving the toilet to a better place….adding on,” her hands done a
sweep of the room, “Remember? I just took your brilliant idea and ran with it.
And as for everybody sleeping, you’re the only one still in bed.”
     
    “I wasn’t in bed. I was on the couch.”
     
    “Yeah, well, do you know you snore?” She and Robbie exchanged a
snicker. “It’s awful. I tried pinching your nostrils closed a few times, but
the quiet never lasted. You really do need to go see a doctor. I think you may
suffer from sleep apnea. My mother used to snore really bad too. Her doctor
gave her one of those machines that blows air into your nose while you sleep.
Helped her tremendously! I know I’d appreciate it if you done something about
it.”
     
    “Can I talk to you a minute?” He motioned for her to follow. When
she made no movement, he tacked on, “Alone, in the den?”
     
    She sighed pulling off the protective glasses muttering to Robbie.
“Do you mind? I think someone woke up on the wrong side of the couch.”
     
    “Nah,” Robbie smiled.”
     
    “Of course he doesn’t mind! The man was probably waiting for
someone to come rescue him.”
     
    Megan tilted her chin. She wasn’t going to let Drew provoke her
this morning. He could sense her holding back. Her hand went to his shoulder as
shoved him out of the way for her to pass. In the den, he took several deep
breaths raking a hand through his hair. He favored his sore foot. She stood
with her hands firmly planted on her hips. Dust swirled in the sunlight coming
in through the nearby window. The grandfather clock in the corner of the room
clicked off minutes in the brief moments of silence from the sound of the
hammer.
     
    “Well, go ahead. Say what you have to say,” she urged.
     
    He spoke quietly at first, “I’m trying to think of the nicest way
to put this, but there’s no easy way to ay this…” then his temper flared,
“you’re making my life a living hell! You want to put the ranch up for
sale…fine. Put a damn sign up in the front yard….any potential buyers call and
I will personally give them a grand tour. There’s really no need for you to
stay here.”
     
    “I’m sorry you feel that way, but Paul trusted me with this place
for a reason. I think it’s a test.”
     
    “What… to see how much of his damn money you can waste on your
stupid lil renovations?”
     
    “We’ll get back every cent once the ranch sells. You know what I
was thinking the other day, right before I signed the papers?”
     
    “I have a feeling you’re going to tell me.”
     
    “I was thinking how I’ve been given the perfect opportunity to
prove myself. I do have a brain, Drew. I actually consider myself pretty
intelligent. That may make me sound like a conceited bitch to you, but I don’t
care. This place offers six bedrooms….any serious buyer is going to expect at
least two baths. And after enjoying the pleasantries of last night’s meal….I
think a separate dining room wouldn’t hurt. I’m sure if you asked Birdie she’d
agree. Robbie assured me the added square footage will bring at least ten
thousand more an offer.”
     
    He exhaled. Fighting with her was useless, besides he hated the
way it made him feel. It gave him an overwhelming sense to do something, he
just couldn’t figure out what that something was. No, he was well aware, but
refused to admit that what he really wanted to do was shut her the hell up,
even if he had to use his mouth to do it. He said the first rational thought
that popped in his head. “Where are we supposed to go piss in the mean