break me.â
He could see her hackles rising. âSo, what? Are you saying Iâm a charity case?â
He shook his head. She did have pride by the bucket-load. âHow about this? Iâll help you out at the farm and you can teach me everything you know about raising horses.â
âLike a trade?â
âYeah, like a trade. Then it all comes out even.â
She eyed him suspiciously. âYou would want to learn?â
âSure, why not? I like to learn new things.â
âAnd while weâre at it, Iâll teach you to ride. Since youâre looking a littleââ she gave his backside a meaningful look ââuncomfortable.â
âItâs that obvious, huh?â
âIâm just very observant,â she said, and he could swear there was a suggestive lilt in her tone, in the way she let her eyes wander over him. She was the last woman in the world he would have expected to be a flirt, but here she was doing just that. And doing it well.
âSo weâve got a deal?â he asked.
She considered it a minute, then nodded. âYeah, weâve got a deal. Now, how about some lunch at the Royal Diner. With Jane gone thereâs no one to do the cooking and Iâm starved. If I botch another meal the way I did breakfast, the men are gonna string me up by my toes. They said my cooking is about as appetizing as horse feed.â
Connor let a grin slip through. He was feeling a bit hungry himself. âThe Royal Diner it is.â
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Though some people preferred the fine French cuisine of Claireâs, the Royal Diner would always be Nitaâs favorite. She loved the red vinyl booths and stools, the long counter where you could always find a friendly companion to share lunch with. She breathed in thescent of frying burgers and the mouthwatering tang of Mannyâs famous chili. But most of all, Nita liked it because her sister told her their momma liked to take them there. They would have burgers and milkshakes and their momma always gave them a penny for the gumball machine. Even though Nita didnât remember it, it was one more small connection, one link to the mother she wished she could remember.
âCan I take your order, folks?â
Nita looked up from her menu, expecting Sheila, the regular waitress. Instead she found Valerie Raines, the new, younger addition to the restaurant staff. She was a speck of a thing, skinny and petite, with eyes that made Nita think of shuttered windows. She was friendly enough, but always seemed a bit on the wary side, always on her guard.
âHi, Valerie, Iâll have a cheeseburger, fries and a soda.â
âSounds good,â Connor said. âIâll have the same.â
âAnd Iâll take one of your sweet smiles,â someone said, and all three of them turned to see Gavin OâNeal approaching the booth from the back of the diner. He flashed Valerie a charming grin. The Cattlemen Club men sure were a good-looking bunch, although Valerie looked less than impressed.
âSheriff,â she said, her eyes going from wary to ice-cold, before she turned on her heel and walked away.
âWhoa, talk about the cold shoulder,â Connor said.
âWhat did you do?â Nita teased. âLeave her a lousy tip?â
Gavin shook his head. âI donât get it. I leave her a good tip and Iâm sweet as candy to her but she seems inclined to dislike me. Must be the badge.â
âCare to join us?â Connor asked.
âNo, thanks. I was on my way out. I just wanted to stop and see how your father is doing.â
âBetter,â Nita said. âHe should be home in the next day or two.â
âGlad to hear it. Give him my best,â he said, and turned to Connor. âYour brother mentioned that you have experience reading maps. Is that true?â
âSome, sure.â
âIâd like you to take a look at a copy of the map from the museum.