Though he’d given in, the very last thing he wanted to do was deal with them.
Even if he loved me unconditionally.
“Bye, girls!” I called out and headed to my car.
It wasn’t until I was there that I realized that I’d forgotten to change out of my rubber boots that sported cute little chickens on them from Tractor Supply.
“Shit,” I said as I looked down at the stained and dirty boots.
I looked up at the dealership and knew that Todd Tracker, the owner, wouldn’t care one bit what I was wearing.
And honestly, the boots were rather comfortable.
I just had a feeling I would never hear the end of it from Blakely.
But with nothing I could do about it now, I got out of the car and prayed today would be the day that Todd saw how bitchy Blakely was and fired her.
My luck hadn’t been that great lately.
There’d only been one day that I hadn’t worked with her over the time that I’d been hired on, and that day I’d sold four trucks.
The next day, when Blakely had arrived and found out, she’d been furious.
Mostly because ‘if she’d been there’ I would’ve likely sold ‘none.’
What the fuck ever.
I was walking past the newest cars in the parking lot, some bright and shiny Corvettes that sounded so good they made my spine tingle, when a little old lady walked up to Blakely and stopped her from walking inside.
She was about my grandmother’s age, and she had the cutest little curls pinned to her head with a scarf holding them in place. She said something to Blakely, who completely blew her off and pointed at me walking up behind them.
“She’ll help you.” Blakely rolled her eyes.
I hesitated next to the elderly woman and smiled as Blakely left with a huff.
“Ugh.” I rolled my eyes back, unable to help myself. “So rude.” I turned to the woman. “How can I help you, ma’am?”
The old lady’s eyes were shrewd as she said, “You can give me that chick’s boss’s name so I can tell him what a bitch she was. Then you can help me buy one of those.” She pointed to the Corvettes. “I want one in black and one in that viper red. My husband and I want matching ones. Other than the colors. Though, if you made mine faster, then that would be okay.”
I started to giggle, then said, “Let me go put my bag in my office, then I’ll grab a set of keys to each of the cars. You can choose which black one, and which red one, you want.”
And that was how I sold two Corvettes and pissed Blakely off for the third time.
My crazy meter was red lining it every time I walked within four feet of her for the rest of the day.
CHAPTER 2
I can’t talk right now. I’m doin’ hot dad shit.
-Text from Haggard to Clem
HAGGARD
“Thief!”
I sighed as I paid more attention to my sister on the other end of the line. “Cannel, please repeat that. I’m dealing with some shit at work, and I didn’t hear you.”
I loved my baby sister.
I loved even more that she was back to what she was before she’d been hurt.
“I was saying that I saw your daughter leaving town. As in, she was at the airport about to get on a flight. She looked guilty when I saw her,” she answered.
“Wait.” I paused. “Why are you at the airport?”
She was leaving town?
Cannel started to laugh.
“Will and I are going on a trip to Vegas for the long weekend. We needed a bit of alone time,” she answered. “Your daughter is on the same flight, only in coach.”
I thought about that for a few seconds.
“My daughter is an adult,” I decided, upset that Clem wouldn’t have at least informed me that she was leaving the state first before she did it. “As much as I hate that she didn’t tell me where she was going, it’s not a requirement anymore.”
Clem and I had a weird relationship now that her mother and I split.
Trista played on Clem’s heartstrings, and I allowed Clem to make up her own opinions. I wasn’t going to defend myself from Trista’s words because it was exhausting.
After Trista threw the divorce card at me, I’d leaped on it like a dying dog looking for any scrap of life.
Trista, having thrown it out there as a means to get what she wanted, hadn’t seen the move coming.
I was divorced from her within a month.
I wouldn’t have done it had she not presented me with the prime opportunity.
But since she had… well, sucks to suck.
“I guess I’ll just have to follow her instead of enjoying my own vacation.” Cannel sighed. “I can’t have her alone in a city without…”
My stomach clenched. “I have an app on her phone, and she’s wearing that locket.” I paused. “She also knows how to take care of herself.”