Page 5 of Cowboy Superstar

She spun in her seat, her thick blonde hair swinging. “This is your boss?” she asked Eph.

Bo grinned as Eph replied, “Yes, ma’am. Going on seven years now. Ain’t that about right, Boss?”

“Seven years this fall.” He wondered if she’d noticed his absence from Hollywood.

“This is your ranch?” Windsor blinked several times. “We’re filming here?”

“Yeah. Worked out a sweet deal with the studio. We have plenty of room for the cast and crew, and you won’t find better scenery in Montana. We even have an old ranch house we’ve rehabbed, but kept as original as possible.”

“This is where you’ve been?” Her surprise was impossible to miss.

So, maybe she has noticed I bailed on LA.

“Yeah. Took a minute to get out here full-time. Been here for almost five years now.”

“I can see why,” she said. “It’s incredible. And clearly, it suits you.” Her vivid blue eyes made a quick sweep down his yellow-and-brown flannel shirt, black canvas pants, and alligator skin boots. “Damn, Bo. You look straight out of central casting.” The appreciative gleam in her eye did not go unnoticed.

“Once upon a time. Now this is just life.”

“It looks good on you.”

He held out a hand as he smiled. “You look great too, Win. City girl does country.”

Her jeans and tall black boots were exposed under her long camel-colored coat.

“Lyric said it would still be cold, even though it’s spring, and I honestly didn’t know what to expect. I’ve never been to Montana before.”

She took his hand and let him help her down from the lifted truck. “To be honest, I get why I never see you anywhere in LA anymore. I’d vanish, too, if I had this place.”

She definitely noticed. A surge of satisfaction shot through him.

“There’s still snow on the mountains. It could be cold through June.”

“You’re kidding?”

“Nope. You’re not in LA anymore, Win.”

He led her up the ranch house steps with a hand at the small of her back. He was finally living a surreal moment he had visualized more than once.

“Wow.” Her gaze lifted to the soaring beams and acres of glass and wood.

“I’ll have your trunks brought up to your room. And I’ll make sure you get some lunch and sparkling water as soon as possible.”

Bo looked down at the petite brunette near the tailgate of the truck and couldn’t miss his foreman’s attention locked on her. “Lyric, isn’t it?”

“Yes, sir, Mr. Bohannon.”

“You go on ahead and let Eph get you settled in. I’ll take care of Ms. Reed.” He lifted a chin at Ephraim. “Have Ian bring the luggage up to the master suite while I give Ms. Reed a tour of the house.”

“Yes, Boss.”

Win’s head swung toward him. “Master suite? Isn’t that yours?”

“Not while you’re here. Like I could sleep at night without giving you the best room in the house. Not a chance.”

Her stare was curious, but all she said was, “Thank you. That’s very thoughtful.”

He pushed open one massive glass and wood door. “Come on in. Let me show you around.”