Page 9 of Her Wild Cowboy Billionaire

He shook his head. “It wasn’t easy, I can tell you. Having you help take it off is a godsend.”

She blinked and remembered the question she’d asked him. “Good. Now, bend forward just a little so I can see the wound.”

He did. “This is not comfortable.”

“I know. If it helps, put your hands on your upper thighs. This stance lets me see the injury better. I’m not as tall as you. Now, let’s see what we’ve got.” She looked down at the huge round wound. It was oozing in some places and crusty in others. It looked awful. “This isn’t good. I can see infection oozing. Haven’t you noticed the odor?”

“Yes, I’ve noticed. I’ve taken to sleeping on a towel to keep the sheets clean.”

She sighed and looked at his supplies. He had everything she needed to clean the wound. As she did, she got a whiff of his cologne. Brut...her favorite. Her late husband had always worn it. “I like your cologne.”

“Aftershave.”

She lifted her brows and widened her eyes. “Oh, since you’re not clean-shaven, I didn’t think you shaved at all.”

He grinned. “This three-day shadow has to be maintained. I have an attachment for my electric razor.”

Willow chuckled but continued cleaning. Finally, after removing all the infection she could see, she covered it with the prescription antibiotic and an extra large gauze pad, she taped it in place. “There. Feel better?”

Travis lowered his arms. “Yes, much. After I put my shirt on, shall I show you the guest rooms, and then we can get your luggage?”

She helped him put on a blue Western-style shirt with white pearl snaps up the front. “You are not carrying any luggage. Mindy and I can get it. Speaking of whom, she’s probably talked Claudia’s ear off by now.”

He slowly shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. Claudia has grown children who have given her seven grandchildren so far. I believe one of her daughters is currently expecting. Soon, if memory serves.”

Willow smiled widely. “How wonderful. I love children.”

“Why don’t you have more?” He frowned. “I’m sorry. That was intrusive of me.”

She waved off his concern. “Not a problem. My husband and I were married for five years before I got pregnant with Mindy. After she was born, they diagnosed him with pancreatic cancer and he died within a month of diagnosis.”

His mouth turned down, and he reached for her hand. “I’m very sorry for your loss.”

She closed her eyes and looked away. “It’s been a long time now. Mindy didn’t know him, but he was a good man. He was so excited when she was born.”

“I imagine I will be with my first child, too. And probably the second and the third. I’ve heard my friends talk about how it’s exciting for both parents.”

She looked back at him and smiled. “Yes, it is. Shall we go see those bedrooms?” I need to get away from this gigantic bed before my hormones take over and I beg him to show it to me up close.

He walked across the hall from his room. “This one is the largest of the two guest rooms and has a walk-in closet and a full bathroom.”

Willow stood next to him, just inside the door. She was close enough to still smell his aftershave. “It’s lovely, as was your room. Whoever decorated them did a wonderful job.”

“I hired a woman from Bozeman. She came highly recommended. I told her some ideas I had for the rooms, and she went from there.”

Willow gazed around again. “Well, she did beautifully.”

Next, he moved to the room beside the one she’d just seen.

“This one is a little smaller and has only a three-quarter bath. No tub. But I think it will suffice for Mindy. What do you think?”

These rooms are nicer than any apartment we’ve stayed in. including my condo. “Both rooms are gorgeous and more than I expected. They will do us quite well. Thank you.”

Travis waved off her gratitude. “You need to be near to me; otherwise, I might have put you in the bunkhouse.”

His mouth twitched as a smile formed.

She laughed. “You would never. Claudia might revolt. I think she took a shine to Mindy. And I bet you can’t cook any better than I can.”