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“I haven’t ventured in yet. But everyone here at the ranch has been great.”
She smiles, taking her own small bite. “Gemma runs a tight ship around here.”
“I’ve had the pleasure of meeting her.”
“You have, have you?”
There’s a tone to her voice. One I’m not sure if I should like.
“She was very welcoming.” I don’t tell her that it involved dumping shit all over me—she doesn’t need to know that.
“Good. She’s a peach, that one.”
Mrs. Phillips’s eyes are sparkling. The last thing I need is her getting any ideas. My time here is about one thing and one thing only. I don’t need any distractions.
“Listen, I should probably get back to work.”
She brushes her hands off on her pant legs. “You make sure you finish that pie.”
“How can I get your dish back to you?”
“Give it to Gemma. She’ll make sure it gets back to me.” She winks at me as she heads out the door.
Great. I haven’t been in town for a week, and this woman is already trying to push Gemma on me.
The last thing I expected when I rolled into town was an old bitty stopping by. I should’ve known.
A town this small would’ve known I’d be arriving. And make a point to welcome me.
Now, instead of focusing on my new show, I have to worry about dodging the old women in Dixon.
And not think about the girl who crashed into me.
No matter how sexy I think she is.
ChapterSix
GEMMA
“Ireally appreciate this, Gem.”
“It’s no big deal, Mason. It’s quiet today.” The lobby is empty except for the one person who I want to see, but also don’t want to see.
“Willow, you’ll be good for Aunt Gemma, right?”
She nods. “Of course, Daddy.”
“Mason. I’m serious. Call Ivy. I know she’s looking for something before her job starts this fall.”
My grump of a big brother shakes his head at me. “I don’t want to inconvenience her.”
“But you’ll inconvenience me?” I cross my arms, mirroring his stern look.
“You said this wasn’t a big deal.”
“It’s not. But you need to find someone to stay with her since you’re taking on more hours at the bar.”
Mason scrubs a hand down his face. Out of all my siblings, I look the most like Mason. Except with fewer frown lines. Same brown hair. Same brown eyes. Just ten years between us.
