Allen met his eyes. “I don’t work every minute either. And you’re good with the horses. I’m sure we can find some time, if you’d like.” Allen sure as hell knew he would like.
“We’ll figure it out,” promised Bill, riding close to him. He looked around them. “And who knows, I may need to come back out for another job.”
“Well, if you ever want to give up logging, we can always use an extra hand,” said Allen.
“Let’s see how it goes,” said Bill. “I’ve enjoyed your company, but no need to rush. I know how it is with the first time.”
Allen licked his lips and looked back at where they were going.
They reached the ranch house, just as the sun was setting. Roscoe came out to meet them. “Everything is just like you left it, Allen. Nothing to report.”
“Good. You going to stay one more night, or
