Always Enough (Meet Me in Montana #2) - Kelly Elliott Page 0,78

some guy; I had no clue who he was. The brunette stayed at the table. It was me and another bull rider, Mike Warner, by then, and Dirk showed up a little later.

Then I remembered the brunette reaching under the table and rubbing on my dick.

It took me not even two seconds to push her hand away. Why, I had no fucking clue. I needed to be screwed. I needed to have mindless sex with someone to get Kaylee out of my head.

Slowly, I sat up, then scrubbed my hand over my face.

“Yeah, I didn’t hook up with either one of them. Pretty sure Dirk did, though.”

Rich laughed again. “Listen, Bill and I are meeting for breakfast in the restaurant down here in the hotel. You want to join us?”

I didn’t, but that was no way to start off what was possibly going to be a working relationship with these guys. “Sure. Give me a few minutes to get cleaned up, then I’ll be down.”

“Sounds good. See ya in a few,” Rich said.

Once the call ended, I stood and made my way into the bathroom. After a quick shower, I brushed my teeth, then got dressed. I grabbed my wallet and phone and put my black cowboy hat on. I noticed I had a few voice-mail messages. One from my mother, one from Brock, and one from . . .

Kaylee.

My heart wobbled a second in my chest as I held my finger over her message, then hit my mother’s first.

“Good morning, sweetheart. How are things in Billings? We miss you already. One of the neighboring ranches had a cow wander onto Kaylee’s place, and she started laboring in front of her house. The poor thing panicked and called 911. Anyway, give me a call.”

I rolled my eyes but smiled. Only Kaylee would call 911 because a cow was in front of her house having a calf. At least it hadn’t been a fire.

The next message was from Brock. “Give me a call, ASAP.”

That made me take notice. I wanted to listen to Kaylee’s message first, though.

I hit play, and her voice made my breath hitch and my chest tighten. Just that sweet sound made my entire body feel warm. Comforted. And that freaked me out.

She rattled on about the cow, its giving birth, the 911 call, and the reason why Channing was there. I couldn’t help but smile again. Had she been worried what I was thinking when I’d called and that dick had answered? I didn’t want to admit it in the light of day, but that asshole answering her phone had been what had caused me to go and get shit-faced.

Pulling up Brock’s name, I hit call.

“Ty,” he snapped.

“Brock.”

He sighed. “Are you alone?”

Laughing, I asked, “What kind of question is that?” I opened the door to my room—only to find the brunette from last night getting ready to knock on my door.

I stopped in my tracks, and she smiled as she looked me over from head to toe, then licked her ruby-red lips.

“It’s the kind that needs to be answered right away. Kaylee is probably walking into your hotel right now, coming to find you.”

I froze. “Kaylee?”

“No, it’s Mary,” the brunette said.

A strange growling sound came across the phone. “Fucking hell, you asshole! You slept with someone last night?”

“What? No!” I said, then looked back at the girl.

“Yes, silly, that’s my name,” she said with a giggle.

I wanted to roll my eyes at her, but I wasn’t that big of a jerk. “Brock, I’m walking out of my hotel room, and someone was just about to knock on the door—hold on.”

“That better be the case.”

I sighed. “Mary, did you need something? I’m running late for breakfast,” I said, more into the phone than to her.

“Oh, well, I just left your friend Dirk’s room, and I thought maybe you might like to—”

“No, thank you,” I said as I pulled my door shut and walked around her and headed to the elevator. Dick move, but if Kaylee was here, the last thing I wanted was for her to see some woman standing outside my hotel room.

“Brock?” I said into the phone, not even bothering to look back at Mary, or whoever the hell she was.

“Yeah, damn Dirk. One of these days, he’s going to meet a woman who’ll knock him flat on his ass and make him stop all the manwhoring.”

I chuckled. “I don’t know—the guy likes his pussy.”

The elevator doors happened to open just at that moment when I