Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 95273 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 476(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95273 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 476(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
“And you plan to pay them for that?” I stare him down until he swallows hard and nods.
“Of course, yes. Now, the magic is really going to happen during the golden hour, as the sun begins to set.”
“You want a bunch of cowboys to stick around after dinner?” I raise my eyebrows, but then remember the paycheck from all of this and shrug a shoulder. “Fine.”
He nods and returns to his team, and I let out a breath.
“It’ll go fast,” Abbi assures me. “And Daisy will be excited that she didn’t miss too much when she gets here. She’s coming home from school with Holly and Johnny.”
I have to admit, as the rest of the day wears on, I like the crew they sent. I don’t even mind Designer Suit Guy too much, especially since he took off his jacket and tie and rolled up his sleeves. He’s way more likeable this way.
“I have a question,” I say as he and I are looking over a few of the shots from earlier. “How is it that a guy who works for Rancher Jeans, shows up to a ranch in that suit?”
That seems to stump him for a second, and then he looks at me and starts to laugh. “You know, that’s a good question.”
“I’m just saying, man. You gotta loosen up a bit.” I clap him on the shoulder, and now that the damn sun is starting to go down, we can shoot the last of the shots they want.
Once again, I take Blackjack into the ring and walk him around, then I get in the saddle and ride, kicking up some dust.
As if we’re not already filthy from a long fucking day.
When Designer Suit nods at me, the signal that they got what they wanted, I lead Blackjack into the barn and give him a good wash down and brushing, and they don’t stop filming. I’m aware of them around the whole time, and the rest of my family, including Abbi and Daisy, watch from the sidelines.
Finally, I put my horse in his stall and kiss him, lay my forehead against his, and whisper, “Thank you, buddy. You did good today. Get some rest.”
“Brady!”
I glance over and grin as Daisy, holding Abbi’s hand, hurries to me and then launches herself into my arms and kisses my cheek.
“I’m pretty dirty,” I tell the little girl, but she just giggles and kisses me again.
Abbi takes my free hand and offers up her lips, which I greedily take.
“That was incredible,” Designer Suit says as he joins us to walk out of the barn. “Thank you for today. You have a beautiful home and a welcoming family. Even Ryan Wild, who’s been wheedling more money out of us all day.”
“That’s just what he does,” I say with a laugh as I set Daisy down and then shake the other man’s hand. “I hope you got everything you needed.”
“I’m sure we have that and more. I actually think we might like to do a short film with what we’ve collected today. If we do that, we’d need to have you do some voice-over work for us. Would you be willing to do that?”
“Can I do it from Montana?”
“I don’t see why not.”
“Then I will have my agent ask for more money and be happy to do it.”
He laughs, pats me on the shoulder, and then waves as he joins his crew to pack up and go home.
I was right, Chase did join us a few hours ago. I was glad that the whole family was here throughout the day. Even though I’ve done things like this before, this is the first time we’ve allowed anyone to film at the Wild River Ranch, and I wanted to make sure that it was done respectfully.
So far, I’m happy with how it all went down.
“Good job today,” Ryan says, shaking my hand.
“I should say the same to you.”
That makes him smile. “I didn’t get rich by being dumb, you know. Besides, they can afford it.”
“Maybe you should be my agent.”
“You can’t afford me.” He winks and then walks away when Abbi and Daisy join me again, but Erin walks over, too.
“I’m going to take the kids to the house,” Erin says with a smile to Abbi. “Get them fed and ready for bed. Why doesn’t Daisy just stay with us tonight?”
“Oh, but school tomorrow,” Abbi begins, but Erin smiles.
“She can wear something of Holly’s. Really, it’s fine. Come to the house when you’re ready to eat,” she tells us both and then hurries off with the others.
“Are you going to come with me to the cabin to clean up?” I ask Abbi.
“Duh,” she says. “I told you, Cowboy Brady is hot. And I have some practicing to do.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
ABBI
Brady’s taking the longest shower in the history of showers, but that’s okay. He’s exhausted, filthy, and probably needs a few minutes of quiet after a full day of strangers and work. That man works harder than anyone I’ve ever known in my life, and that’s just one of the reasons that I’m falling in love with him. He loves the animals on this ranch, and he gives it all 100 percent of his attention and energy.