said.
“Rumor has it that’s none of your business, little sis.”
Zach smiled. “Give the man a break, darlin’. You know men don’t kiss and tell.”
“This isn’t a man. He’s my brother,” Dusty said. “Now spill it.”
“There’s nothing to spill,” Sam said. “I gave her a ride home.”
“Now I know darn well you and Chad hooked up with Syd and her friend at the stock show that time. You remember, don’t you, Zach?”
“Dust, you’re gonna have to give your big brother a break here. He clearly doesn’t want to discuss this.”
“There’s nothing to discuss, and that’s final.” Truer words had never been spoken. He and Sydney were over. Heck, they’d never begun. Sam took a long drink of the coffee. Good and strong, just as he liked it. “Case closed.”
Dusty sighed. “Fine. I understand.”
“In that case, Dust and I have something we need to talk to you about,” Zach said.
Sam took another sip. “Yeah? What is it?”
“Well, our ranch foreman is retiring, goin’ down to Arizona with his family.”
“Sorry to hear that.”
“We need a new foreman, and Dust and I think you might be the perfect man for the job.”
Sam perked up. “I’m listening.”
“You wouldn’t have to sell the Double D, Sam,” Dusty said. “You could have your foreman run it. It’s a small operation, and you’ll be making more than enough here to keep it running. I know you don’t want to sell it. It has sentimental value to both of us.”
He set his mug on the table. “I’m not sure it’s a good idea to do business with family.”
“Which is why I’m offerin’ you a cut,” Zach said. “That way, you’d be an owner of sorts. Dust and I have discussed this at length with Dallas and Chad and their wives. We all agree you’re who we want.”
“Plus, it’d be great to have you here, Sam,” Dusty added.
A new place. A new job. New challenges. New people to meet, and family to spend time with. It might be just the cure for a life that had grown stale.
Sounded like a gift dropped from heaven.
“I’ll definitely give it some thought.”
“Please consider it,” Dusty said, refilling his coffee. “Zach and I would love to have you here.”
“And make no mistake,” Zach added, “this ain’t nepotism or anything. This was actually my idea, not Dusty’s. You are the best man for this job. I don’t offer just anyone a share in my ranch, not even my wife’s brother. I offer it to you because I know you’ll earn it.”
Sam opened his mouth to speak, but the doorbell interrupted him.
“Stay put,” Dusty said to Zach. “I’ll get it.”
A few minutes later, Dusty returned with Sydney Buchanan at her side.
Sam’s heart leaped.
Then dropped to his belly.
He stood. “I need to get going. Thanks for the coffee.”
“Can’t you stay for a few more minutes?” Dusty asked.
“Wish I could, Sis, but I’ve got stuff that can’t wait.” He grabbed his hat and nodded to Sydney. “Nice to see you again, ma’am.”
He walked out the door without looking back.
Too bad his heart was still in the room.
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“ S it on down ,” Dusty said to Sydney, “and I’ll get you a cup of coffee. You want some coffee cake? Seraphina left a nice one. She took Seanie out for the day.”
“Oh, no, thank you.” The cake looked delicious but it would taste like sawdust. She couldn’t eat right now.
Sam had run from her like an ant from a grasshopper. Not that she blamed him.
She hadn’t thought it would cut into her heart like this, though. Crap. Of course she had. That was a big ol’ lie.
Zach rose. “I’ll leave you ladies to your girl talk. Got work to do.” He gave Dusty a quick kiss. “See you later, darlin’. And nice to see you, Sydney.”
“You too.” Sydney sat down and took a sip of the coffee Dusty had given her. “I hope I’m not intruding.”
“Not at all. I’m glad to have the company.”
“I was hoping we could talk.”
“Of course. What’s
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