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“Yeah. How ’bout that?” Windsor replied as she leaned against him.

The whole bar sang “Happy Birthday” when Maddie carried out the lit cake that Marta had dropped off earlier in the day.

Lyric’s eyes were wide and shocked as they set it in front of her.

“How?” she asked Windsor.

“You can thank Marta for that.”

“Oh my gosh. You guys …”

“Don’t forget to make a wish,” Sylvia said.

Lyric’s gaze cut to his ranch foreman, whose chair was scooted next to Lyric’s, with his arm hanging over the back of her seat.

Out of the corner of his eye, Bo could feel another malevolent glare coming from Heidi, the woman who had stopped at their table earlier.

It wasn’t the first run-in he’d seen between her and Eph. She’d been trying to get him back for years, but to his credit, the man had learned his lesson well enough the first time.

Gold diggers were everywhere, even in Thompson Falls, Montana. Bo had brushed up against a few himself. Starting with a few weeks after he had moved in, a woman had claimed she would have his babies if she could just do a movie with him first. Maybe she didn’t count as a gold digger exactly—more like a fame chaser—but it had still been awkward. It was like they were blinded to the fact that he could see right through them to their true motives.

It was one thing he didn’t wonder about at all with Windsor. She’d been rich and famous long before he picked up his first script. She understood exactly what it was like for people to want you for reasons that had nothing to do with you and everything to do with what they thought they could get from you.

She didn’t want movie roles or money or to be famous. She just wanted him. And the ranch didn’t hurt either. But he knew that wasn’t her motive. She hadn’t even known the ranch was his when she jumped on the part, even with a fully nude scene, simply because it was opposite him.

And everything that Bo had, he was happy to share with her. She could make herself right at home. He wasn’t going to pretend that hadn’t been in the back of his mind the whole time he’d been putting his stamp on Granite Point. At the time, it might’ve seemed crazy, but part of him had believed it was possible.

And here he was, in a hole-in-the-wall bar that served PB&J and air-fryer food, in Western Montana, with the woman of his dreams next to him. Life didn’t get any better than this.

CHAPTER 26

“I just don’t know how to be a wife, Mae. What if I made a huge mistake, getting on that train? Marrying a man because you answered an ad in the paper seems plumb crazy,” Windsor, in character as Eliza, said to Mae, Sylvia’s character, as she helped her fix her hair for the wedding.

“Oh, don’t you worry none about that. Jesse’s a good man. All you gotta do is keep his belly full and his bed warm, if you know what I mean.”

Eliza’s blush was easy for Windsor to bring to her cheeks on cue. All she had to think about was Bo and the things he’d done to her last night when they got home.

“And cut. Great job, ladies. Stay right there. Cam A, over here for the next shot. Cam B, get Sylvia from across the room. Let’s go again. Just like that, ladies.”

Windsor and Sylvia stayed exactly in position, just waiting for the next shot.

“Belly full and bed warm … ain’t that the truth?” Sylvia whispered. “So, do you think you and Bo … I know it’s early, but … do you see wedding bells in your future?”

Windsor stared at the blurry mirror in front of her. “I swore I never would again.”

“With your douchewad ex, I would have sworn off marriage too. But Bo’s nothing like that. And this place … just wow.”

That was the word Windsor had used most often lately.

“I know. But it’s not just the place. It’s the man that makes it really wow for me.”

“Preach, sister. He’s a good guy. Getting out of Hollywood glowed him up something fierce.”

“Yeah. You really think you guys are leaving the city?”

“I’d be house-hunting right now if we weren’t here. After this, I can’t wait to find our own little spread in the mountains somewhere.”

“Really?” Windsor was amazed. “Just leave it all behind?”