His to Keep (The Rowdy Johnson Brothers #5) Read Online Tory Baker

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary Tags Authors: Series: The Rowdy Johnson Brothers Series by Tory Baker
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Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38075 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
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“Fine, fine. You’re right.” I drain the dregs of my coffee. It went down entirely too well. Maybe I should have opted for the large instead of the medium.

“I know I am. So, back to Trey. Text him if you’re too chicken shit to call him or have an in-person conversation.” Genny swirls her cup of coffee. My eyes are on it the entire time, waiting for it to slosh out of her hands and drop to the ground. Damn, had I done something like that, my shit would be all over the place.

“I’m going to have to. He’s not going away, and neither is my damn love for the fine-as-hell cowboy. I guess I should consider myself lucky he didn’t wear his cowboy hat today. I’d have left a pile of drool in my wake,” I admit. She lets out a snort of laughter.

“Sienna, hate to tell you this, but you’re drooling now talking about him. Now quit being a weenie and text him.” Twice now Genny has called me on my drama.

“I will, later. After I design some pieces.” My thoughts go haywire yet again, thinking about every little thing that could go wrong.

“Absolutely not. Do it right now while I’m watching. I love you, and I also know you won’t do it later. Another excuse will come up, and then it’ll be another day wasted.” She means business—one leg is propped outward, tapping away.

“Fine, drill sergeant, I’ll text him now.” I pull out my phone, unlock the device, pull up the text messages app, and type his name in as the recipient. I haven’t texted him in so long, it would take me days of scrolling to find him.

Me: Hey, do you have a few minutes to talk later tonight?

“Look, it’s done. Can we get to work now?” I give her a quick flash of my lit-up screen. Trey hasn’t responded, and I don’t expect him to right away. Yet, my heart does a little thump that he may not respond at all.

“Yes, let’s get to work.” Genny drops her cup to the table and claps her hands together. An excited little grin crosses her face. I shake my head. At least now we can get to work. One thing is for sure: I’m going to keep my phone far away, or I’ll be tempted to check it every minute of every hour.

SEVEN

TREY

I followed Sienna to a warehouse, hanging back so she wouldn’t know it was me. Once she grabbed the bags, used her hip to shut the door, and scurried her way into the building, I took off. A stop at the grocery store to pick up a laundry list of items for Mom and a few essentials for my place, namely coffee, bacon, and lunch-type shit. The chickens supply the eggs, and breakfast is about the only thing I cook on the weekends. Mom will have dinner on Sundays with the whole family, which leaves Friday and Saturday night where I have to fend for myself. I’ll either grab a bite to eat in town or pick up a pizza and eat it at home. While Mom made sure all of her boys knew how to cook, I don’t see the point in it for one person. Hell, I’ll even go over to Ryland’s, hang with Case, mooch off him, and then head back home. We’re the last two standing out of the six of us. Ryland being a single dad and protective of his boy makes dating near impossible. Those are his words. Any of us would take Case at a drop of a hat if Ry wanted to go out for any reason.

Once I dropped my shit off at the house, I drove up to the main house to bring all of Mom’s groceries into the kitchen. I’m not sure what she has up her sleeve, but there sure were a lot of ingredients she doesn’t normally buy. Which leads me to here, driving down the road, heading back to Amos’ place for the second time today. I’ll be glad when this shit is done and settled, the bison will be where they belong, and we won’t have to do all this back-and-forth bullshit. Not including coming over here. That’s going to be the nature of the beast regardless. Amos has more freed up land, pastures are already fenced in, there are plenty of water sources and for them to eat till their heart's content. All the blood, sweat, and tears will be worth it. Hell, Amos will probably have the magic touch with the National Bison Association. In all honesty, I’m beginning to think they have it out for me or my last name. The only reason holding me back from voicing my opinion is other rumors, which make it sound like it’s like this for everyone. A guy walking into the building while I walked out grumbled about this being his third time coming back and he’s about ready to hire an attorney to deal with them. I’m not sure what’s true and what’s not, but Amos taking this off my hands will make my life a fuck of a lot easier, that’s for damn sure.


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