“She texted us.” Clover gestured to Savannah, herself, and Misty. “We wives have our own thread, remember?”
Wilder blinked at his fiancée. “You’re on the wives thread?”
She grinned at him. “Oh, did I forget to tell you that?”
Rock laughed right out loud, and he linked his arm through Clover’s. “Come on, you. We’ve stirred up enough trouble for oneday.”
“Yeah,we’rethe ones causing trouble,” Clover said dryly, and that made Wilder grin all the wider.
“I didn’t know Lenore was pregnant,” Link said.
“Me either,” Wilder said.
“I did,” Finn said, sidling up to them and taking Rock’s spot. “Edith told me last night.” He lifted a can of Diet Coke to his lips, took a sip, and then grimaced. “Ew, that’s warm.”
“You had to bring in your soda pop?” Wilder teased. “They’re going to serve dinner in less than an hour, buddy.”
Finn grinned at him, shook his head, and turned. He found a garbage can a few steps away, and tossed the can into it. “Hey, when you have children, you’ll learn you’ll do anything to get them in the car so you can get somewhere on time.”
Link laughed and said, “Yeah, you sure will.”
“What are you lot doin’ over here?” Dawson Rhinehart came their way, first stepping into Link and hugging him hard. “Thank you so much for coming to help with that mudslide. My word. I don’t know what we’d have done without your excavator.”
“Yeah, no problem,” Link said, and Wilder basked in the camaraderie and brotherhood that seemed to beam off Dawson and Link. They’d been friends for a long time, and they’d been through a lot together as they both worked neighboring ranches.
“Did y’all see who Ty Greene just walked in with?” Finn asked. He nodded toward the door, where Ty, wearing black from head to toe—boots, belt, cowboy hat included—stood with a gorgeous brunette wearing a bright red pantsuit with white zebra print zigzagging everywhere.
“Well, they’re not trying to hide, are they?” Link murmured.
“He is,” Wilder said, his smile only growing.
“Anyone know who she is?” Dawson asked.
“That’s Winona Landry.” Wilder nodded at Conrad Walker as he joined them. “Ty’s out with Winnie.”
“Yeah, we walked in with them,” Conrad said. “But Sari had to goto the bathroom, though we made her go before we left.” He sighed. “She is not adjusting to the new baby as well as I’d hoped.”
“It gets better,” Link said.
“She asked if we could take him to Grandma’s and leave him there.” Conrad shook his head, and he did look tired. “I mean, I get it. He cries a lot, and I swear he throws up everything he eats.”
“Does he?” Savannah asked, and Wilder flinched. He’d forgotten she stood nearby, as more and more cowboys had been crowding around him. “Has Glory Rose taken him to the doctor?”
“Yeah, he’s got some reflux thing,” Conrad said. “We’ve switched his formula now, and he’s doing a little better.” He smiled at Savannah. “Also, those llamas you sent me? You’re going to be so mad you didn’t get them.”
“They’re amazing, aren’t they?” Savannah didn’t happy about it, though.
“Incredible.”
“Dang it.” She shot Wilder a look. “I knew I should’ve snatched them up.”
“It’ll be good for the guardian llama report,” he said. “And when our place is done, you can get as many llamas as you want.”
“Oh-ho-boy,” Finn said as he laughed. “That’s a big promise, cowboy.”
“What are we promising?” JJ arrived, and he carried his darling baby girl in his arms. Jade was as dark as midnight, just like her daddy, and she had big, soulful eyes like her momma.
“He said I can get as many llamas as I want,” Savannah said with a smile.
