“I can do it, Mom.”
“I know it. But you and Ryder go talk. I’ll take care of it.”
Wyatt rolled his eyes, but did what she said. “Come on.” He walked me out to the living room. “Everything okay?”
“Yeah, I just wanted to leave this with Sinclair
and let her know that Stark is looking at investing in or buying the Salvation Station.”
“Fucker.”
I nodded.
Wyatt cocked his head. “Why not take this to her at work. It’s closer to you.”
I rolled my shoulders not wanting to give away how bothered I was about Trina. “She’s busy.”
“And Trina is there,” he said arching a brow.
“Right.”
“How about a ride? I need to check on a fence and you can tell me what’s going on.”
I wasn’t sure I wanted to do that and at the same time, maybe an outside perspective could help.
“I can’t remember the last time I rode,” I said. “It might have been in high school. The last time I rode with you.”
He patted me on the back. “It’s like riding a bike. Your ass will hurt tomorrow, but you’ll survive.”
I laughed. “I’ll take your word for it.”
Twenty minutes later I was saddled up and riding a horse next to Wyatt as we made our way out to fix a fence on his cattle ranch.
“So, this bet. You won and yet you look miserable. By the way, remind me to give you the guitar before you go.”
It felt wrong to take the guitar since technically, we didn’t win. We ended it one day short. With that said, I didn’t want to out Trina either.
“Keep it,” I said. “It was just a game.”
He looked at me from under the brim of his cowboy hat. “So why are you miserable?”
I sighed as I looked out over the vast Nebraska cattle land. “Trina. She’s pregnant.”
“Sinclair told me. I want to congratulate you but I’m not sure you’re happy about it.”
“It’s a surprise for sure, but I’m not unhappy about it.”
“So why the long face?”
“Trina thinks I’ll be a terrible father.”
“Terrible?” Wyatt asked.
“She says I’m not ready. My house isn’t ready. But I know what she’s really saying is that I’m not dad material.”
“That’s not what Sinclair says. In fact, based on all you did to help her with Alyssa, I owe you a big thank you. You were there for both of them when I wasn’t.”
I shrugged. “It’s not like it was hard.”