Rowan: Ha! You better cross your fingers and toes you aren’t. Unless you want Mr. Brooding Cowboy as your baby daddy ;)

Maize: I hate you so much.

I roll over and bury my face in the pillow. I’ll probably never be able to live this down. Thank God no one else knows about it other than Rowan and Kenzie. As the thought crosses my mind, I get a text from her.

Kenzie: Do you feel okay?

Maize: Yep, I just had to get out of there.

Kenzie: Okay good. Kinda worried me. Sidenote: I can’t believe Gavin’s working for Uncle Jackson. What are the odds?

With a groan, I reply. I was half hoping she’d forgotten that night, but Gavin isn't the forgettable type. Not with his dark hair, blue eyes, and pouty lips. She witnessed us flirting, saw us leave together, and knows I slept with him.

Maize: I don’t know, but I’M NOT HAPPY ABOUT THIS.

Kenzie: Why? He’s hot as hell and was totally into you that night at the bar. I’m ecstatic we have some real-life cowboy man candy to drool over. Might put in a good word to Aunt Kiera and see if she can hire someone more my age, though.

Maize: Ugh. Can we drop this?

Kenzie: I guess, but only because I gotta get back to work!

Then again, I can’t deny how damn sexy he looked in those jeans and boots. I almost ask Kenzie if he’s still there but decide against it. If I close my eyes, I almost remember the smell of his skin against mine. As soon as I think about rolling around naked in the sheets with him, I push it away. Even though my mind is all over the place, I somehow force myself to sleep.

The next morning, I’m in a weird mood. It’s a reminder to keep my ass home regardless of how much Kenzie and Rowan pressure me to go out. Next time, I’m sticking to my guns and watching Netflix like I wanted.

I drink a cup of coffee and leave before Dad like always. While I grab the ingredients for breakfast, I’m distracted. My employees arrive on time, and I’m thankful because when they’re around, I have no time to think about my complicated but nonexistent love life.