Page 31 of Cowboy Superstar

“Lucky guess.”

“How in the world is that possible? They do have wet burritos in Hollywood, don’t they?” Concern permeated Marta’s tone.

“Sure they do. It’s just not on a Hollywood starlet’s menu,” Bo replied.

Marta looked at her with subtle pity as she shook her head. “Just one more reason the good Lord made me a grandma instead. You gonna try one while you’re here? I know he’d make those special for you. Cookie’s a fan too.”

After years of feeling nothing, the warmth radiating from her heart was a welcome change that Windsor was hoping would become permanent too.

“Maybe after filming. I’d like that. I’m looking forward to meeting him.”

“Oh, you will. Have no doubt. But don’t worry; I will take care of all your special meals while you’re here.”

“Thank you, Marta. You’re a gem.”

The older woman smiled. “That’s what Bo says too.”

“I speak the truth.”

“And he’s a good judge of character.”

Bo’s gaze held a happy light. “Sure am.” He pushed his plate away. “Now, time for me to take a walk, check some things, and then get a workout in.” He paused. “You want to come with me?”

“I’d love to,” Windsor said.

“I’ll take care of everything. Just leave your plates right there.”

“Thank you for another excellent breakfast, Marta. See you later,” Bo said.

“My pleasure. See you both soon.”

“Thank you,” Windsor added.

“Of course, dear. I hope it wasn’t too bland.”

Windsor smiled. “Best one I’ve ever had. Truly.”

Marta’s smile stretched her rosy cheeks. “It’s that extra sprinkle of love. Without salt, that’s all I’ve got to work with.”

“It was perfect.”

Bo wanted to hold Windsor’s hand as they walked to the bunkhouse, but he had a feeling she wasn’t quite ready for that. The urge came naturally, but he held back anyway.

Soon, he promised himself.

“I take a walk after every meal, if I can. Best digestion aid I’ve ever found. Makes staying lean and camera-ready easier.”

Windsor glanced at him. “Really? Something that simple?”

“I learned it from a world-famous strongman. He’s way more jacked than I am. He knows his shit.”

“Well, that’s a neat trick.” She looked around at the scenery, taking in the big blue sky that seemed to go on forever. “This is one heck of a place to walk.”

“Way better than LA—that’s for sure. Winter can get a bit long, but that’s what the gym and pool barn are for … along with tropical escapes when you need sun and sand and sea.”

Windsor sighed. “What a life you’re living, Bo.” She glanced at him for a beat. “You’ve got it all figured out.”

“Maybe not everything, but what I do have figured out fits me perfectly.”