Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 89170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 446(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 446(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
“Who’s we?” Georgie asked.
“Me, Morgan, Blayze, Hunter, Brad, and Rose.”
Georgie raised a brow. “I didn’t think all of you were twenty-one yet.”
Rose added, “The bar is for eighteen and up. You get a stamp on your hand if you’re over twenty-one.”
“Please come,” Morgan begged. “It will be so much fun.”
Georgie smiled then glanced over at me, almost as if seeking my approval. “If you’re tired, I can drop you off at the house,” I said.
“She isn’t tired!” Morgan said. “Are you, Georgiana?”
With a slight chuckle, Georgie shook her head. “I’m not, but I haven’t been out in a long time. Well, I’ve been to parties, but they’re always work related.”
“Well, you better be ready, because the moment you step into The Blue Moose, the guys are going to take notice,” Hunter said with a wide grin. He wasn’t wrong. They would.
“Okay then, I’d love to go.”
Morgan did a happy dance along with Rose and Lily. Hunter and Brad rolled their eyes.
Mom walked into the dining room and smiled. “What’s with all the excitement?”
Morgan spun around. “Georgiana agreed to go to The Blue Moose with us!”
Smiling, my mother walked up to Georgie. “Honey, if you’re tired after traveling and the busy day you’ve had, it’s okay to say no.”
She waved her hand in a dismissive way. “Honestly, a night out sounds kind of fun. I don’t even know when I last went to a bar.”
Mom grinned at her. “Well, then you should go and enjoy yourself.”
Rose walked up to Georgie. “You can ride with us. We’ll meet you guys there!”
Before I could even say anything, the girls whisked Georgie out of the room.
My father clapped me on the back as he came to stand next to me. “Seems like the kids all like Georgiana.”
I nodded. “Seems like it.”
“Are you still upset about the interview?” he asked, turning to face me.
“I’ve made it pretty clear to Georgie I’m not interested in participating.”
Dad nodded and rubbed at the back of his neck. “Folks are curious, Blayze. You were on a clear path toward a successful bull-riding career and then…”
His voice trailed off.
“You know that wasn’t what I wanted. And if she starts asking questions, the whole shit show will come up again. You and I both know that if she tries to write about me, then she’ll start asking questions around town, and she’ll find out what happened. I want it to stay buried. Not that I think it will hurt the family, I just…I want to forget about it.”
Dad sighed. “I know, son. You do not have to participate. But maybe you should tell Georgiana why?”
I let out a harsh laugh. “Hard pass, Dad.”
He shook his head, a look of disappointment on his face. “I don’t want you to take your anger toward Lindsay out on Georgiana.”
I gave my father a hard look. Ignoring that comment, I asked, “You really think she’s here to do a where are they now piece?”
“That’s what her father said, and we’re friends. I trust him.”
“Fine. If that’s what she really wants, I’ll help her navigate around the ranch, talk to who she needs to talk to. But I don’t want anyone knowing my business, Dad. I wasn’t in the spotlight like you, Ty, Dirk, and Tanner. I didn’t ask for any of this.”
He nodded and glanced down at his beer before focusing back on me. “I don’t know if she knows about it or not, Blayze. Her father knows, but I don’t think he’s ever told her.”
“She doesn’t know. How in the hell could she?”
“Lindsay could very well talk.”
“And if she does, I’ll sue her for breach of contract. She signed the NDA.”
He nodded but didn’t seem convinced.
“There’s no way she’ll talk. The last thing she would ever want to admit is that she was left at the altar.”
He let out a humorless laugh. “She is a little vain.”
“A little?” I asked with a mock surprised look on my face.
“Go on, have some fun, Blayze. And think about telling Georgiana about Lindsay.”
I stared down at my beer. Georgie already knew Lindsay was the girl I’d slept with to get back at her. What in the hell would she think if she knew I almost married her—and why.
I finished off my beer and nodded. “Maybe.”
The sound of country music filled the air as I walked into The Blue Moose. A Rascal Flatts song was playing and the dance floor was crowded with people. After a quick glance around, I headed to the side of the bar where I knew everyone would be. I’d called Ryan and Mindy and they had already planned on being here tonight. Saturday was when the younger crowd was at the bar; the rest of the week was for the older bunch.
It wasn’t long before I saw the group of them sitting at a table. Sitting at an adjacent table were Ryan, Mindy, and a few other folks from high school.