Page 40 of Her Wild Cowboy Billionaire

“What kind of juice do you have?” asked Mindy.

Mindy seemed oblivious to the tension in the room. Thank goodness.

“We have white grape today.”

“I’d like some juice, please,” said Mindy.

My ten-year-old daughter has better manners than this full-grown woman.

“I’ll have coffee black.” Willow did her best to keep her voice and her tongue civil.

“A glass of champagne for me, Jennifer,” said Travis.

“Of course. Please have a seat. If you’ll excuse me, I’ll get your drinks.”

They all sat in the Queen Anne chairs. The chairs were all richly upholstered in a pink brocade material with gold threads running through it. Small tables were between each grouping of two chairs. Travis and Willow were sitting in one grouping, and Mindy in the other.

Jennifer came back with their drinks and then left again.

Kelly came into the room a few minutes later and started laughing. She was even prettier than in her pictures in the fashion magazines. She had long dark hair that she’d pulled up into a long ponytail. Her eyes were a dark coffee brown, just like her brother’s. The dark pants and a peach-colored blouse that looked like they were made of silk.

Travis set his drink down and walked over to greet his sister. He hugged her tightly, lifting her off the ground. “What’s so funny?”

“I was told my brother was here with a homeless woman and her daughter.”

Willow, utterly embarrassed at being called homeless, stood and looked over at Travis. “I told you I needed to change.”

Mindy joined her mother.

Kelly waved a hand and then walked over. She held out her hand. “Not at all. You must be Willow. I’m very pleased to meet the woman who could tame my wild brother.”

Willow took her hand. Kelly’s hand was soft. She wore one ring and had an elaborate manicure on her long nails. Willow envied her. Nurses weren’t allowed to wear nail polish or to let their nails grow long. And God forbid they get a set of acrylic nails. Something might fall off in a patient during surgery or scratch one while they were being bathed, even though she always wore gloves.

Kelly covered their clasped hands with her left hand. “Travis has talked about nothing else but you.” She looked at Mindy. “And you must be Mindy. Travis says you’re quite the horsewoman.” She released Willow’s hand and clasped Mindy’s.

Mindy blushed and grinned, then looked at Travis. “I am. I love horses.”

Kelly released Mindy’s hand. “That’s what he said, and he has lots of horses, you know. Here, in Montana, in Texas...anywhere he’s got a home has horses.”

Mindy’s eyes widened, and she looked over at Travis. “How many homes does he have?”

Willow realized that Mindy didn’t know how rich Travis was, so hearing he had all those houses and with horses no less surprised her. She should have explained about Travis’s wealth before now.

He crossed his arms over his chest, but the smile remained on his face.

Kelly grinned at her brother and placed her hands in her pants pockets. “I don’t really know. Grace is probably the only one who knows them all. Heck, Travis probably doesn’t even know.”

Travis placed his arm around Willow’s shoulders. “Hey, I’ll have you know that...you’re right. I don’t. Many of them are just investments and Grace keeps track of those. Never tell her, but I don’t know what I’d do without Grace.”

Mindy furrowed her brows. “Who is Grace?”

Travis laughed. “Grace is the old dragon who keeps my businesses running while I’m off on the rodeo circuit.”

Kelly laughed. “Grace is not an old dragon.”

Willow smiled and looked at her daughter. “She is a very nice lady. She’s who I interviewed with for the position that took us to Montana in the first place.”

“Oh.” Mindy grinned. “I don’t care who she is, whether she’s nice or a dragon. She sent us to Montana and so I’m thinking she’s a really smart lady, too.”