Wild Ride: BBW Western Romance (Under Open Skies Saga Book 2) Read Online Free

daughter, after all.
    Finally, after she had listened long enough she was able to escape, saying her good byes and putting the phone down. This time was different. It was the first time her mother did n’ t actually cry on the phone.
    Kat exhaled a long breath and leaned against her chair. She had taken in too much, and she did n’ t even know where to begin. Most days were just whirlwinds until she could go home, signing papers, and sitting in on meetings. Occasionally she came in to the office just to be told to go home, there was nothing to do that particular day.
    All this responsibility and it seemed like she did n’ t even know what she should be doing.
    She pressed the little button on the intercom.  “ Jenny, would you mind getting me a coffee? I have a feeling it is going to be a rather long day . ”
     
                       
     
    Dusk was n’ t exactly her choice of a hangout. It was set out from town a little ways, just on the corner of a main road and a dirt road, making for the perfect, rural backdrop. Apparently honky-tonks used to litter the rural Ohio-Pennsylvania border, back in the seventies, but as the times changed, so did the landscape. Now, there were redneck bars, sports bars, and any memory of the old honky-tonks were few and far between.
    Except for Dusk. It stood there, proud and tall, still going strong.
    Kat approached the bar that was known for the rusted, old mechanical bull on the roof, complete with a metal cowboy hat attached. She knew before she entered, that it was going to be lacking any class, but then again, why did rodeo cowboys and buckle bunnies need class? The aim was to have a good time and get drunk doing it.
    Dusk certainly advertised that well.
    She climbed the wooden stairs to the old fashioned porch, and then opened the big swinging door into a whole different world from the quiet, serene country night just on the other side of the door.
    It was n’ t like the rodeo party. This was more. A permanent fixture. The decor, the lights, were tailored to the wild cowboy type. Bull horns, deer antlers, and horse shoes decorated the walls, along with the old kind of hardwood that you just did n’ t see in establishments anymore. It smelled of beer and wood and dust. Just like she imagined it would when she first saw it.
    This time she was n’ t paralyzed by the partiers or the dancers. She knew exactly what she was doing. Kat walked up to the bartender.
    “ Can I help you ? ’
    “ You got top shelf whiskey ?” She desperately needed a drink, and she was n’ t going to go for something cheap.
    “ Yeah . ”
    “ Double shot. You know Hunter Daniels ? ”
    “ Who does n’ t ?” He snorted, wiping out a shot glass with his cloth before slamming it down and filling it up with her liquor of choice.
    “ He here ? ”
    “ Over in the corner, sulking. As usual. Alone .” Bartender rolled his eyes, and slapped the bar.
    “ Put it on his tab, I’ m here, meeting him .” She did n’ t expect this to fly, but he just nodded and walked away, leaving her to her thoughts. She downed it and then made her way straight towards him, confidence flooding her for the first time.
    It could n’ t be the Crown, it had n’ t gone into her system yet. This was all her. She was going to rope that bull in, she knew it. He was interested, he wanted to talk to her, and he was damn sure ready to sign.
    Hank had said as much, and now she was going to do something right. Something good. For her fathe r’ s company.
    Her company.
    “ What took you so long ?” he asked, smirking.
    “ Had work. You know, that thing I do ,” she shot back, her tone just a bit unprofessional. He had a way of unnerving her, but not this time. Even if she had to get a little rude.
    She had to let him know who was in charge.
    “ Oh, I am sure you work, sitting there in your air conditioned office, your ass on a leather chair, not bothering to get covered in the dust you make your money on,