“It’s a dick and balls,” Diesel tells me. “Well…kinda. It’s a little slanted because dumbass over here”—he throws a thumb in Riley’s direction—“messed it up.”

“And I’m guessing these brown squiggles are pubes?” I point.

“You betcha.” Riley grins. “It’s Funfetti.”

“Wow, I’m speechless.” I cackle. “Thanks, guys.”

I set the pan next to the sandwiches and chips. After I offer them each a beer, more people show up. Cooper comes, and I introduce him to the others. Ethan and Grayson arrive wearing grins, then soon we’re all standing around with bottles and paper plates full of food.

Thirty minutes later, we go outside and play horseshoes in teams. Of course, I’m kicking all their asses, which isn’t hard considering how much they suck.

When I purposely lose so others can play, I head into the house for more beer and to catch up with Grayson, who’s standing in the kitchen.

“Hey, man,” I say. “Need another?”

“Sure.”

“How are things going? Anything new with Kenzie since she’s been home?”

“Pfft.” He grunts as I hand him a bottle. “She’s a complicated egg I’ll never crack. These damn Bishop women are confusing as hell. Maize and Elle are nice to me, but Kenzie? She’d murder me if given the option.”

“Dude, you must’ve done somethin’ to her.” I lean against the counter and take a sip of my beer.

“Wish I knew. I’d apologize if she’d just tell me already, but instead, she insists on busting my balls every chance she gets.” He groans.

“You like her,” I say. “Or it wouldn’t bother you so much.”

Grayson shrugs casually. “I do. From the moment I met her, I thought she was beautiful and wanted to get to know her, but it’s never been reciprocated. So instead of pursuing anything, I’ve just pushed her buttons since she won’t tell me what the fuck her problem is.”

I chuckle, having seen their back-and-forth banter firsthand. It’s comical.

“What about Maize? Figure out why she hates your guts?” he asks.

“Which time?” I sigh, frustrated as hell. “Honestly, we do have a history.”

He snaps his fingers and grins. “I fuckin’ knew it!”

“We had a one-night stand a couple of weeks before I got hired, and on my first day of work, she acted like she didn’t know me. She introduced herself like normal, and for months, she pretended she didn’t remember me. Drove me crazy until she finally admitted it on New Year’s Eve. But she doesn’t date men who work on the ranch because she’s been burned. Then at the rodeo, something happened, and we hooked up again.”

Grayson’s jaw nearly smacks the floor as his eyes bug out. “Dude. I should’ve known. I could always tell there was something between you two.”