No worries, a little mud doesn’t scare me. Heck, I breathe in worse toxins in some of those old train stations in the city.
The real downer of my day ahead? Which boots to wear. The cute ankle boots I brought from New York?
Or the ones Wilder’s dad bought me.
I groan.Idon’tsupposebarefootisanoptiontoday?
“You going somewhere?” His voice is rough and sexy.
“Morning. I’m going to work. But you take your time. Need that beauty rest, Superman with a cowboy hat.” I wink.
He sits up, confused. “Rose, it’s Sunday. Get back in here.”
“You forget? Randy’s picking me up in a few minutes. He’s supposed to supervise me picking rocks from the pastures or something.”
He glares at me as if this weren’t his idea. “Like hell you are.”
“Wilder.”
“Rose, the fields are wet and muddy. No goddamn way you’re doing any of that now.”
I cross my arms. “Are you lifting the punishment from everyone?”
“Fuck no. Rules were broken and you all went against—” His jaw clenches.
I put my hand on my hips and cock my head at him.
He exhales, keeping his anger in check. “But Iwillif that’s what it takes.”
“You can’t do that. It would be out of character for you, and they’ll put two and two together.”
When the doorbell rings, he hurries out of bed and throws on his jeans.
“That’s Randy.”
“Rose, you’re not going anywhere with him. The guy’s an ass, and I don’t trust him around you. I don’t trust him period.”
“You ordered him to have me do this today.”
He reaches for his phone. “Well, I’m calling it off.”
“Will you stop?”
“Rose, he threw you under the bus when he talked to your brother.”
I take a deep breath. He’s not letting me out of this because we slept together. I don’t want the special treatment.
And .?.?. I might have a thing for getting him all riled up when it comes to me.
But mostly, I don’t want Wilder thinking I can’t handle myself out there.
I’m kind of curious if I can.
I reach up and kiss his lips. “Thank you for this weekend. And for looking out for me. But I’ve got this.”
He’s about to argue, but I shush him. “Quiet down. He’ll hear you.”
He growls in frustration and scans me head to toe. I decided on my burgundy boots from home. “You can’t go like that. You’ll get dirty.”
