Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 133878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 669(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 669(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
“I do not. I mean, they seem fit, and I suspect they get a lot of exercise out at the G.”
She bit back a groan. “Max calls them walking STIs and said Doc better have upped his orders for penicillin.”
“Why would he order penicillin? Doxycycline is the recommended antibiotic for most sexually transmitted infections,” Bobby replied.
“I don’t want to know how you know that, do I?”
He grinned, and she wondered if she’d ever been that young. “It was a Jeopardy question. I’m going to be a master one day. But now I understand. You like them.”
“I don’t like them. I don’t know them.” She liked how they looked. She was on the fence about how they made her feel. In one way it was good to have a little bit of a libido again.
It was bad that it was the only thing she could think about. Those men and their big hands and broad shoulders and the way they looked at her like they would eat her alive and she would thank them for it.
“All right. I’ve listened in a bit and I think they used to visit that guesthouse at Stef’s often. I’m not supposed to know about it. My mom says it’s like a reading room or something, but I think it’s probably a weird sex thing. She prays for Stef a lot.”
No one ever said he wasn’t smart. “It’s definitely a weird sex thing. So they go there often?”
Bobby shrugged. “They spend time out at Stef’s, but from what I’ve heard through the grapevine, Bay spends time in the studio working on art stuff and Shane plays Xbox. He even invited me and Will to play with him this weekend because they have time off and Bay wants to work. Stef has weird treats. If he’s there someone brings us a plate of all these meats and fancy cheeses. If Jen’s in charge she tosses us a couple of bags of chips, and once she made us pizza rolls. I like it when Jen’s in charge.”
She would never turn down a nice charcuterie, but she could see how it wouldn’t be the hungry teens favorite since she was sure those cheeses weren’t anything so ordinary as cheddar. Stef would bring out the stinky cheeses. She wondered how Bay and Shane reacted to those. She would bet those cowboys were more chips and meat stick guys. “So there are no rumors about them having a girlfriend?”
“Nope. And Mel certified them alien free when they took the jobs on the G. He gave them the pamphlet about what to look out for if they don’t want to end up as an incubator for an alien species.”
She bet that had gone well. It was something to hold onto. If they were awful to someone as kind as Mel, she could easily shove down her libido. “Did they laugh in his face?”
Bobby’s head shook. “No. They thanked him and promised to be careful. Shane went out to one of Mel’s alien towers because Stef thought the ladder was rusty. Hale did the actual welding part, but Van was working so Shane offered to be an extra set of hands.”
So they weren’t assholes.
It didn’t matter. She wasn’t going to be here for long. She had a meeting with Gemma tomorrow and would have a better handle on what to do, and in a couple of weeks she would hopefully be right back to her old life.
Did she want her old life?
“I like them,” Bobby admitted. “But I do worry they’re in some kind of trouble. Though it seems to have passed.”
“What else do you know?”
Up ahead she could see the lights of the neon sign that pointed customers to Hell on Wheels. It was an odd bar, set in amongst the old pines and aspens. It was a place her brothers had told her she shouldn’t come to because nothing good ever happened at Hell on Wheels after…well, ever. She would bet they didn’t want her coming here because Sawyer’s fry cook wasn’t married to Rachel’s best friend.
“I don’t because they’re not talking, but from what I can tell they left their old jobs at Kingman Ranch quickly, and right about Christmas. That’s when they showed up on Stef’s doorstep, and he got them on at the G. But I happen to know Jamie and Trev weren’t looking for new hands.”
So they needed work, and Stef made it happen. “That’s a big ranch. Kingman, that is. I wonder…” She sighed. Kale Kingman had three lovely daughters. She bet she knew what happened. But she wasn’t about to go into that with Bobby. He was pulling up to the bar. She grabbed her bag. And a packet of peanut butter crackers. She’d tipped well. “Well, thanks so much for the ride. I’ll give you a five-star rating.”