Page 136 of The Brothers at Horseshoe Ranch

“Stop it.”

“And your brown eyes shoot golden daggers at me.”

“You’re looking at me too much if you know that.”

“I love looking at you.” His lips brushed mine. “I love doing all sorts of things to you.”

“You’re so inappropriate.” I swallowed hard. Why did the room feel like it was closing in on me? Why did I enjoy this flirtatious banter knowing this was going absolutely nowhere?

“But you love it.”

“Olivia loves what?” Sadie said behind us, and I jumped. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to sneak up on you. Or eavesdrop.”

“Did you guys finish your game?” I asked her, changing the subject.

“We did, and Wyatt won.” She made a face.

“I always win.” Wyatt looked proud of himself as he stood behind her. “Maybe one day you’ll win.”

“Maybe one day I’ll be hanging out with my boyfriend, and I won’t care if I win or lose.” She stuck her tongue out at Wyatt like she was a little kid, and he rolled his eyes.

“There’s more to life than men, Sadie. Try and think about things other than guys with six-packs.”

“Whatever. Jerkface.” She turned around and poked him in the stomach. “Oops, not feeling any abs there.”

“Oh, yeah?” He pulled up his shirt and showed off a perfect six-pack. “Might not feel it, but you can definitely see it.”

“Wyatt, put your shirt down.” Beau sounded exasperated. He jumped up off the couch, his eyes laughing, and hit his brother in the shoulder. “These ladies don’t want to see your scrawny body.”

“My body is anything but scrawny, thank you very much.” Wyatt grinned. “I have a black book of numbers belonging to ladies who would agree.”

“You’re such a pig.” Sadie glared at him and sat down next to me. “How can my best friend be such an egotistical jerk?”

“Because he’s a man.” I laughed and glanced at Beau. “They all have big heads.”

“That we do.” Beau winked at me, and I could feel the heat rising in my entire body. Why did he have the ability to make everything an innuendo? “Wyatt, come on and let’s see what’s going on in the kitchen. I do want to watch the end of this episode sometime tonight.”

Once they both left, Sadie poked me in the side, her blue eyes curious. “What is going on with you and Beau?”

I put on my best blank expression. “What are you talking about?”

“Don’t play coy with me.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “I might be a country girl, but I’m not dumb.”

“I never—”

“I saw Beau kissing your nose.” She raised her eyebrows. “And I saw him talking to you with his lips pressed against yours. I know these Hamilton men are rough, but they’re not stupid. Men don’t kiss your nose or your lips for no reason.” She winked at me. “So, Olivia, I’m asking you again, what’s going on with you and Beau?”

I groaned and buried my face in my hands before looking back up at her. “I can’t believe it’s so obvious.”

“Well, you were sitting in the living room canoodling.”

How was she so observant about me and Beau flirting but so clueless about her relationship with Wyatt? Why was it that people could never figure their own crap out, yet they were always in other people’s business?

“In all honesty, Sadie, I don’t really have much to say. Nothing is going on.”

“So you’re trying to say that you two weren’t flirting and that he just kissed your nose because you had an owie or something?” She gave me a look. “Come on, Olivia. I wasn’t born yesterday.”

“Okay, obviously there’s a flirtation between us, but it doesn’t mean anything. Men and women flirt all the time. And I guess maybe it’s been a while since he’s had someone to flirt with.”

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