“You know I’m a girl who likes to follow the rules. And the cowboy rule is one of my favorites.”
“You want to ride the cowboy, baby?”
“It’s the rule, right?”
He moved so fast that he caught me off guard as he tossed me over his shoulder. He started jogging toward the house as loud laughter escaped my lips and I held the hat on my head.
Yeah, it was a damn good life.
epilogue
. . .
Axel
Archer
I let Mrs. Dowden go today.
Rafe
We should declare this a national holiday.
Easton
What made you finally do it?
Bridger
Was it because she never got off the damn chair?
Or maybe because Melody had become her caregiver?
Clark
Or the fact that she was charging you for the hours she was sleeping?
Rafe
I mean, she hit me up for foot rubs every time I stopped by. It’s shocking that that wasn’t reason enough.
Archer
You can all eat a bag a dicks.
Archer
But no to all of the above. The reason I let her go is because Melody told me that Mrs. Dowden told her that she was too tired to be her nanny, but she didn’t know how to tell me.
Bridger
For fuck’s sake. The five-year-old pulled the rip cord?
Archer
Sure, if you want to look at it that way. Melody loves the woman, and she’s been with her for a long time. And I knew Mrs. Dowden relied on that income. But apparently, she’s fine financially and she looked relieved when we spoke.
Proud of you, brother.
