Cowboy Baby Daddy

“Don't let him fool you. He purposely went and changed his clothes before you got here. He has been out in the yard all day,” Mimi ratted on him.

“You would think the woman who holds my heart would also not tell my secrets.” He grinned up at me.

“You aren't supposed to be doing that stuff,” I scolded.

“There is no sense in me paying someone to do it when I am home most days. I have a riding lawnmower. It really isn't that much work.”

“Just go easy, okay?” I walked over and plopped on the couch.

“You get a lot done today?” he asked.

“Yeah, we should be caught up on a few jobs by end of this week and can send the crews over to finish the big job at Salston. Then, we’ll have a clean slate for July.”

“Wonderful.” He winked at me. “I knew you were a keeper.”

We sat on the couch watching Wheel of Fortune. I always got a good laugh at them fussing over the puzzles. When the yawns began, I stood and made my way to my room.

“Love you. I probably won't be back tomorrow. I am going to head home after work,” I told them.

“Okay, we love you too. You drive safe tomorrow,” Mimi said as I pulled the door closed behind me.

I settling into bed when my phone dinged.

You up?

Luke

I hit his contact and called him.

“Hey, there.” His rich deep voice came through the line.

“Hi.” I snuggled into bed, happy to hear his voice.

“Busy day?”

“Yeah, I got a lot of paperwork done and several jobs lined up for the end of June and July.”

“That's great. I got the chairs done for Mr. Simpson. I just have to load them up and drive them over.”

“Send me a picture when you get a minute. I would love to see them. The design on the backs was amazing.” I smiled thinking about him and his large hands wrapped around the tiny instruments he used to shave away the wood into the curling design.

“I have one right here, hang on.” I heard some rustling as he moved around.

“You in bed? It's awful early, or do you save your two am working hours for when I'm there?”

“Only for you baby,” he joked.

My heart clenched at his word of endearment. My phone vibrated when his text came through. I pushed on the text message and saw the beautiful chairs.

“Wow.” It was all I could say. “Those are absolutely breathtaking. I'm going to need a few of these chairs. Can I get rushed delivery since I know people who know people?”

His deep laugh made me flush.

“You can get whatever you want. All you have to do is ask.”

“I want four of those chairs and a table made out of the stump in the meadow,” I said matter of factly.

“Consider it done.”