Chapter Seventeen
Damn stubborn woman. Why hadn’t she let him pick her up at the airport? Colt checked his phone again as he paced outside the exhibition hall. She was late. Of course, she was late. She’d insisted on hauling all her gear by herself, and was probably trying to cram it all in the back of a tiny Uber car. He shook his head and continued pacing. He’d already taken a tour inside, found her booth and sized up the competition. Somehow, she’d managed to score a booth directly across from Stetson. Lucky draw. Vanguard Chaps & Leather was just around the corner, and Colt breathed a sigh of relief that Sammy Jo wouldn’t be breathing down Lydia’s neck the whole time.
Unease settled in his gut. Too much could go wrong this week. He and Lydia would have to play the couple in love in o
