Between Her Cowboys: (Taken by Cowboys: Part 4) A Billionaire Western Romance Read Online Free PDF

thing she had learned working in fashion PR, it was never to let them see you sweat, no matter how much of a mess you were on the inside.
    “Have a seat!” Nate said. “Plenty of room!”
    Caroline glanced at Mike and hesitated. “I don’t want to interrupt your dinner.”
    “You’re not interrupting at all!” Spencer said. “The more the merrier.”
    Jess winced as Spencer turned bright red. Oh, boy. She grabbed the bottle of pinot grigio as stealthily as she could and slid it towards her. If she was going to get through this night, she was going to need some liquid courage.
    “Well, in that case, we’d love to join you for drink,” Caroline said.
    “Sure would. It’d be great to catch up,” Mike said. “Let me grab our drinks from the bar.”
    “Jess was missing those New York steakhouses, so we decided to show her Big Horn’s best,” Nate said as Caroline sat down.
    “I told them they didn’t have to use their precious night out to hush up a complaining city girl,” Jess jumped in after taking a large swig of wine. “But I guess my whining was just insufferable.”
    “There are no lengths that Nate and Spencer won’t go to to make their guests feel at home,” Caroline said with a polite smile.
    Shit. Does she suspect? Jess wondered. “You all do such a great job making us feel welcome at Getaway—you included, Caroline,” she said in an attempt to change the subject. “When I first came, you were right there to show me to my cabin and help me get settled in.”
    Mike returned with the drinks and pulled up a chair next to Caroline. Even though Spencer and Nate had moved slightly away from Jess, it was still an odd arrangement: she sat on one side of the square table with Nate and Spencer on either side, slightly closer to her than was normal at a four-person table, while Caroline and Mike were crowded together on the opposite side. They looked like they were on a slightly imbalanced double date.
    “I was just telling Caroline how welcome she made me feel when I first got to Getaway,” Jess said to him as she cut another piece of prime rib. At least she had her meal to occupy her amid the awkwardness.
    “That’s my Caroline. I always thought the hospitality industry was a natural fit for her,” Mike said.
    “Oh, I don’t do anything except give people their cabin keys and point them towards the dining hall,” Caroline said, waving her hand. “It’s Spencer and Nate that do the real caretaking. Mike, I told you about the time that Spencer drove all the way to Cheyenne just to pick up Mrs. Havermeyer’s luggage after it got lost on her flight.”
    “That woman just about had a heart attack when she found out she’d have to tough it out without thirty pairs of shoes,” Spencer said, shaking his head. “Believe me, it was in my interest as much as it was hers to get her that suitcase, the way she was going on about it.”
    “And I’ll never forget the time that Nate dealt with little Joe Johnson’s bee sting during that camping trip a few summers ago,” Caroline said. “That kid went from hollering bloody murder to walking around like a proud little Ranger Rick in three minutes flat. It was the cutest darn thing you’ve ever seen.”
    Jess grinned and took another sip of wine. She felt her heart swell with pride in spite of herself. Spencer and Nate were such good-hearted, humble men. She liked hearing Caroline talk about them.
    The bottle of wine was almost finished. Nate seemed to notice. “Another bottle?” he asked Jess.
    “Yes, please,” she said.
    They ordered another round of drinks. Nate had gotten Mike into a conversation about the auto shop he owned—it turned out that the men had a love of cars in common.
    Jess tuned out, sipping on another glass of wine. Her head was starting to feel pleasantly muddled. She didn’t usually drink much, so a few glasses was enough to get her tipsy. She felt Caroline looking at her.
    “Did you resolve those matters of the heart,