wrapped her in a hug.
“You okay?” she heard him whisper. Lyric started to cry again, and buried her
face in his shoulder.
Billy had a reputation out
on the circuit for being self-involved. Guys complained that he kept to
himself, and didn’t form relationships with anyone. What she was
witnessing was the antithesis of what she’d heard about him.
“I guess you talked to Bullet already. So you know what
happened.”
Billy nodded his head.
“He’s worried. You need to reassure him that he’ll have help
when he gets here. Got it?”
Billy smiled. “Got it.”
“Don’t you worry Lyric,” said Jace. “Bullet is one of us. He’s
part of the family, just like you are. We’ll help him the same way we’d help
one another.”
“What’s goin’ on in here?” asked Ben Rice as he walked in the
front door followed by two other men.
“Come here and give me a kiss,” he said to Liv, and then
looked over at Tristan. “Don’t we have a meeting?”
Liv tugged on his sleeve and pointed to Lyric. Ben did the
same thing Billy and Jace had done, going straight to Lyric to offer his
condolences.
Tristan wished her dad was here with her. She’d already
convinced him that partnering with Flying R was the right thing to do, but if
he had any doubts about the kind of men they’d have as partners, this would’ve
eliminated them.
***
In less than two hours they’d be in Crested Butte. He had to
hand it to Grey, he was hanging in pretty good. Bullet made sure to stop at the
first sign he was getting antsy and give him time to run around and play.
Every few hundred miles he’d stop at a store and let Grey pick
out a new toy. Other times he’d try to find a park where he could play. It
wasn’t as easy once they got to Colorado, where snow covered most of the
playgrounds. Grey loved it though. He didn’t need a slide or a swing, he loved
rolling around in the fluffy, white powder. That was another thing he had to
get on one of his stops, snow clothes. The boy didn’t have any to speak of. He
hadn’t needed much in Oklahoma.
He didn’t miss the girls checkin’ him out when they stopped at
the store, or to get something to eat. He figured having Grey with him would
cramp his style a bit, not that he was looking for any company right now.
Instead, Grey seemed to attract more attention.
They’d sit right down at the table without being invited and
ask about his baby. When they asked where his baby’s mama was, Bullet answered
simply. “She ain’t in the picture anymore.”
They’d express disappointment when they heard he was just
passing through. One or two offered to let him and Grey stay the night. Bullet
declined though. It didn’t feel right so soon after Callie’s passing. Plus, he
needed to stay focused, and get them to Colorado.
“Almost there, baby boy,” he said to Grey, who was just about
to doze off. If Bullet was lucky, Grey would sleep the rest of the way.
“Our new life is about to begin.” Bullet hoped he was doing
the right thing, not just for himself, but for his boy too.
***
There were still a few things to nail down, but for all
intents and purposes, the partnership between Lost Cowboy and Flying R Rough
Stock was a go.
Liv helped Tristan get settled in a guest room on the lowest
level of the three-story ranch house.
“There’s a hot tub off this room that you’re welcome to use.”
Liv pointed to the door off the family room. “You’ll have complete privacy.
There’s one on every level,” Liv giggled. “Ben really likes hot tubs.”
There was a sauna too. Staying here was better than any hotel
she’d ever stayed in. Tonight’s dinner was fabulous. Ben grilled steaks, just
like her daddy did. It made her miss him even more, and that much happier when
she saw his name pop up on the screen when her phone rang.
“How’s my baby girl?”
“I’m good Daddy. I miss you.”
“You do?” The surprise she heard in his voice made her feel
terrible.
“How’s