She held out her hand and he took it, mesmerized. “I’m Anna. I’m visiting here for a few weeks.”
“Anna, it’s nice to meet you. Has anyone ever told you how much you look like that country singer?” He closed his eyes, brows furrowed. “What’s her name? Oh yeah, Hadley Rivers,” he said, opening his eyes wide.
She shrugged. “I hear that from time to time, but I don’t compare to her.”
“On the contrary, you’re much prettier. So what are you doing with this dumb ass? If you’re looking for a true cowboy, I know where to find one,” he said, waggling his brows.
I rolled my eyes while Hadley laughed. “She’s visiting me from North Carolina,” I informed him. “And she’s not here to ride the short train.”
Mitch grabbed his chest. “Ouch, that hurt. I can see when I’m not wanted.”
Chuckling, I clapped him on the shoulder. “Actually, you are. I want you to show Anna around the shop. You’re much better at explaining everything in here.”
His eyes lit up. “It’ll be my pleasure.” He held his arm out to Hadley and she took it excitedly. “Let’s go,” he said.
They strolled through the store and I watched how her face glowed every time he showed her something new. Whether it was hand-carved furniture, or paintings on the wall, her enthusiasm had me astounded. Maybe she could fit in.
“Hey sexy,” a voice murmured from behind. Her hands settled on my waist and I pushed them off.
“What the fuck do you want?” I growled. When I turned, Rayna stood there with a seductive grin. That shit wasn’t going to work with me.
“I saw you walk in and I could’ve sworn you were with someone else. You haven’t traded me in already, have you?”
“If I had, it’d be none of your business.”
Her eyes narrowed. “You’re not going to let the other night at the bar come between us are you? Trent and I are over.”
“Like I give a shit. We had our fun and it’s done, end of story. What don’t you understand about that?”
Hadley noticed us from the other side of the store and walked over. “Is everything okay?” she asked.
“Everything’s fine,” I assured her.
Fuming, Rayna pointed an angry finger at Hadley. “Who the hell is that?”
“I’m his girlfriend,” Hadley said, snaking her arm around my waist.
Rayna scoffed. “Blake has flings, not girlfriends. Stop thinking you’re special.”
Smirking, I put my arm around Hadley’s shoulders. “Things change, especially when you find the right woman.”
Rayna glared up at me and then to her. “Well, you can have him, honey. He’s a dick anyway.”
Hadley turned my face to hers and winked. “That may be true, but he’s one hell of a lover.” She lifted up on her toes and nipped her teeth at me. I snaked my arms around her waist, pulling her in tight. I was about to kiss her but she jerked away when Rayna stormed out the door. “She’s gone.” She laughed.
Shaking his head, Mitch chortled watching Rayna marched down the street. “Damn, city, you sure do have a way with the women.”
I shrugged. “I try. Unfortunately, it’s not easy to get rid of them.”
“Looks like Jackson Hole has a Don Juan on their hands,” Hadley teased.
Mitch elbowed her in the side and then pointed to me. “Every woman in this city has tried to get a piece of him. It makes the local men jealous. But I guess a congrats is in order. I didn’t know you were a couple.”
“We’re not.” Hadley laughed harder. “I just said that to get Betty Rotten Crotch out of the store.”
Mitch doubled over. “She probably does have a stanky-ass crotch. This one should know,” he said, pointing at me.
Hadley’s smile faded and she averted her gaze.
What the actual fuck? Mitch was going to pay for that. “All right, I think that’s enough for one day.” I put my arm around Hadley’s waist. “You ready?”
She nodded. “Yep.”