She nibbled her bottom lip. “If you want to talk to someone, I have a great psychologist who helped me a lot. And I still have monthly appointments with them.”
Noah cocked his head. “Thank you, Indie. But I don’t need to talk to anyone. And even if I did, I’m too busy with the park. We should be up and running in the next month or so. Did Colt tell you we’re going to have an opening night?”
Was he changing the subject on purpose?
She wanted to push. She didn’t. He’d talk when he was ready. At least, she hoped he would. “He didn’t, but there’s been a lot going on. Is there anything I can do to help?”
“Just show up.” He frowned. “As long as it’s safe, that is.”
Argh, she hated that Gordon was still hanging around. He hadn’t done anything in the last week, but Ben had reported seeing him. “I just wish he’d leave or do something to get himself arrested.”
Noah tensed. “If the latter happens, let’s make sure no one gets hurt in the process.”
Goose bumps crawled over her skin. She wasn’t so much scared for herself—more scared of Colt and his reaction if she or his mother got hurt.
She scooped out a spoonful of batter and rolled it into a ball. “Have you hired anyone for the park?”
“Actually, I interviewed the first person today. The position was only supposed to work the front desk, but she’s done IT courses and could create our website too.”
“That would be handy. But if she was your receptionistandIT person, what would her job title be?”
“I’m thinking Administrative Assistant with Web and IT Responsibilities.”
Indie chuckled. “I think only the first part is an actual job title. Did you like her?”
“Yeah, she’s twenty-two and from Bozeman. She showed me some of the websites she’s designed, and they’re good.”
Did her brother’s voice get warmer when he spoke about her? She rolled another cookie, not looking at Noah when she asked, “Is she pretty?”
“I’m not answering that.”
Her head shot up. “Why not?”
“Because if I hire her, I’d be her boss.”
“And as her boss, you can’t find her pretty?”
“No, I can’t.” He grabbed another chocolate chip.
It was probably true that a boss and a subordinate dating was a bad idea. But the sister in her liked the idea of her brother dating. Although, twenty-twowasa bit young for her thirty-five-year-old brother.
Noah turned and started making coffee. “How are you and Colt doing?”
“Good. Really good, actually.” She used a fork to press the cookie to the tray. “It feels different from a year ago. Which is good. I need different. Although, his mother hasn’t changed one bit. I really thought maybe I’d gotten through to her the other day, but she hasn’t tried to talk to me since. She calls Colt every day though.”
“Does he answer?”
“Sometimes. But they almost always end up arguing and he hangs up. I don’t understand her.” She would’ve thought that if Colt really was as important to Sylvia as she claimed, the woman would at least try to change. But so far, she seemed fixated onthe fact that Colt, as her son, should treat her well without any promises to do better.
“You know what’s happening between them isn’t your fault, right?” Noah said quietly.
“I know. I still feel awful for Colt. He and his mom have been through so much together. I wish she and I could’ve had a better relationship for his sake.”
“You could. But that’s up to her.”
“I know you’re right. It just kind of sucks.”
He stepped closer. “You realize that it wouldn’t have matteredwhohe brought home. No one would have been welcomed into her life.”
