“Jinx.” Skylar barely spared him a glance, but where she’d been relaxed a moment ago, now her shoulders hitched with tension.

“How’s that stall working out for you?” Brodie asked, if only to break through the awkwardness.

“It’s good. Got more business than I can handle.” The moment he dropped into a chair, Jinx reached for a chip and dragged it through the guacamole. “I don’t get why they want to stand there and watch me work, though. It’s not like I’m talking to them.”

“I’m over there every day to take pictures,” Skylar said. “And I can tell you, he’s by far the biggest attraction.”

The stark longing on Jinx’s expression made Brodie uncomfortable. “Well, you start with a blank slate, and while they stand there an image comes to life. It’s pretty fascinating, especially for someone like me who doesn’t have an artistic bone in his body.” The attention was making Jinx uncomfortable, so he turned the conversation to Rosie. “Hey, I got a message from our glass blower today. Her mom had a stroke, so she’s got to bail. Instead of leaving her stall empty, I thought we could use it to test our product.”

“That’s such a great idea,” Rosie said. “And that’s not something we need labels for, so we can do it right away. I can’t wait to see what people think.” She clapped her hands together. “Okay, you guys have no idea what we’re talking about. We’ve got this new product.” She held up some mason jars. “One’s a body butter, and the other’s a lotion.” She twisted off the lids and handed them to their guests.

Sky spread some on the back of her hand. “Oh, that’s nice.”

Jinx took a quick sniff and handed it back.

“We’re making a luxury perfume and bath and body products to complement it,” Rosie said. “It’s going to be the signature scent of the hotel, so we’ll be using them for guest toiletries and the spa products. We’re hoping the guests like it enough to buy some in the store before they leave.”

“I love it,” Sky said. “Brilliant.”

“What’s my role in all this?” Jinx bit into another chip loaded with guacamole.

“We’re testing these containers.” Brodie showed them some perfume bottles and plastic jars. “But once we settle on packaging, we’re going to need labels.” He pointed to Jinx. “We need your art.”

“I put together this photo album to give you a feel for what we’re going for.” Rosie pushed the book toward them. “Just some concepts and colors I like.”

Jinx flipped through pages filled with photographs of the ranch’s historic outbuildings and meadows, along with images of the original ghost town. She even had paint chips to give an idea of color scheme. “I’m not a graphic designer.”