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Nash swung himself into the seat next to her. “Sorry about that. I tend to wander.”
“And not look at signs that say keep out?”
“I always assume the signs don’t apply to me.” He gave her that smile again.
Yeah, she was definitely immune to his charms. When he saw that it wasn’t working, Nash cleared his throat and said, “I’m just trying to figure out how to put in a better showing.”
Now that she could understand. “Yeah, Dolly tells me your scores have been pretty dismal.”
He perked up a little bit at that, which was surprising. Normally, bull riders didn’t like to be reminded when they sucked. “Dolly mentioned me?”
“Yeah,” Reba said.
So that was why he was so happy. She looked at him again. He and Dolly would make a good couple. Nash looked like he was more of a fashion model than a bull rider anyway.
“You know, you should seek her out. Her specialty is getting an internet buzz for the riders. It won’t help you ride any better, but the more fans you have cheering for you in the crowd, the more encouraging it is. At least, that’s what my sister LeAnn says.”
“Yeah,” he said, taking off his hat and staring into it. “I don’t really like social media all that much.”
So much for being perfect for Dolly. “Dolly lives for it,” Reba said as she drove them back out to the main area. “But if you’re looking to get better at bull riding, you should go to Trent Campbell. He’s got a bull-riding school in Last Stand, Texas.”
“I heard good things about him. Maybe I’ll do that.”
She pulled the golf cart to a stop. “Keep out of trouble,” Reba said. “Stay out of restricted areas. If I catch you again back there, I’m going to have to say something. I don’t want to get you in trouble.”
“I appreciate that, ma’am,” he said, getting out of the golf cart.
Reba thought for a moment about playing matchmaker, but then decided if Dolly couldn’t take on the responsibility of a kitten right now, then she probably couldn’t take on the responsibility of a boyfriend either.
The rest of the day passed uneventfully, and she couldn’t wait to get back to the RV, take a shower and see her kittens. Maybe not in that order. After her shower, Reba sat on the couch and played with the kittens. She called up her sister Loretta, who was back home in Paris, Texas, with their parents.
“Have you given any thought about coming on the road with us?” Reba asked.
“Yeah,” Loretta said. “I’m going to do it next season, if you don’t mind.”
“I don’t mind. There’s more than enough room in the Winnebago for you. How much artwork are you going to bring?”
“It depends on how much I can get done between now and then. But we’ll figure it out. Even if I have to rent a trailer for it all.”
“Whoa,” Reba said. “How much are you planning on painting?”
“I’ve been using it as a stress release lately,” Loretta said, laughing. “How much tonnage can the Winnebago pull?
“If worst comes to worst, we can always hook something up to LeAnn or Dolly’s pickup trucks.”
“I’m looking forward to it.” Loretta lowered her voice. “I really need to get away.”
Reba could definitely relate. “While I got you on the phone…” she said.
“No, we can’t take the kittens. No, Mom and Dad don’t know yet. You better get rid of them before they find out.”
“How are they going to find out?” Reba said testily, not surprised that Loretta already knew about the kittens.
“All it’s going to take is one accident. If Mom smells cat pee, you’re history.”
“I’m trying to find homes for them,” Reba said quietly. “Good homes.”
“Well, it can’t be with any of us. We’re at maximum pet capacity.”
