Logan snatched the pen from the driver’s hand and scribbled his signature. “I hope you’re not latenexttime.”
“You can’t always predict road conditions in the winter,” Hank said as he strolled up. “You’ll have to forgive my brother, he’s in a moodtoday.”
The driver chuckled. “Womanproblems?”
“No,” Logansnapped.
“It’s woman problems,” Hank said withagrin.
“Best not to get hitched up to one. All’s I need is my rig and a cold one. Good enough for me. I best get going. Storm’s coming in from thenorth.”
Hank said, “You might want to hole up in West Yellowstone and leave after they clear the roads in themorning.”
“Nah, I’ve been driving thirty years. Unless it’s a blizzard, I’ll be fine. Oh, I forgot to mention, that cow’s been bellyachin’ a good long while. You boys might want to tendtoher.”
“Will do,”Hanksaid.
As the driver hopped into the rig, Logan turned to Hank. “I’m not in abadmood.”
“The hell you aren’t. Ever since you got back from old man Wrangler’s place, you’ve been in a foul mood. What happened over there? Horse kick you intheass?”
“Kate’sback.”
“I heard. Too bad about heroldman.”
“Yeah.”
“How’s shedoing?”
“Pissy as a mare in heat,”Logansaid.
“What didyoudo?”
“Me? I didn’t do a damn thing. She’s pissed at me for some reason. Thinks I’m an asshole,”Logansaid.
“You did tease the hell out of her when wewerekids.”
“We were kids. We’re not kids anymore. That woman can sure hold onto agrudge.”
“Do you blame her? You used to chase her around the schoolyard calling her ‘beanpole.’”
“She was skinny as a rail. I wasn’t wrong about that,”Logansaid.
“She still thatskinny?”
“No. Not by a long shot.” His groin stirred. His damn body had reacted to her like she’d been traipsing around naked. And he hadn’t seen more than a hint of skin at her throat. It was that ass—curvy and firm—she’d filled out in all the rightplaces.
“Fat then?” Hankasked.
“Nope. Curvy. Hippy even, but in a good way. The kind of hips that can drive a mancrazy.”
Hank glanced at him. “Crazy, hmm? I might have to go get a lookather.”
“You might want to wait. She wasn’t too friendlywithme.”
Logan’s bear growled. At first, he couldn’t figure out why, but then he sensed a hint of jealousy. Really? Jealous of what? If Hank wanted to go sniffing around her, why not? Logan sure as heck didn’t have any claimoverher.
“Is she staying a while?” Hankasked.
