“Yeah, well, you were there for me, too,” Millie replied.
Stacy knew that Millie was talking about Stewart. What an abusive asshole he turned out to be.
“Well, don’t toss the whole multiple-partner idea out the window yet. If the Cantrells are interested in you, then they would be willing to share you.”
“What! Are you insane? I couldn’t handle five minutes speaking to one of them, never mind two of them, and there was no sex involved. You’re crazy, Millie.”
“Did your body get all warm and tingly? Did you think about them while you were taking a shower and touch yourself?”
“Millie!”
“Just what I thought. Do me a favor and keep an open mind. You never know what might happen. Now what was this talk about chili?”
Stacy began to explain about the contest and there being the same winner every year.
“Betsy Whinston, that bitch! She thinks she is God’s gift to men. She’s been after a Cantrell for years. I didn’t know you knew how to make chili. I mean, I know you can cook and bake, but chili is like a specialty. Either you can make it or you can’t.”
“I can make it, but it sounds like I may need some advice from Anna. I was planning on calling her next to give her an earful.”
Millie laughed. “Good luck with that, and keep me posted on the Cantrell men. I want all the details.”
“There won’t be any. Men are off limits, I’m here to find myself.”
“A sexual fling could be just the right medicine.”
“How do you figure?”
“Maybe all you need is a good orgasm. You have never had one, so that’s a start.”
Stacy gasped at Millie’s brazen comment.
“I’ve had a good orgasm before,” Stacy replied.
“Dildos do not give a woman a really good orgasm, honey,” Millie stated.
“Good-bye, Millie!” Stacy replied, absolutely shocked at Millie’s statement, and then she disconnected the call. Her second call was to Anna as she reprimanded her, thanked her then begged Anna for advice to enhance Stacy’s chili recipe.
* * * *
“These are a lot of decisions to make in one night. I agree that Gutry has to go. He’s costing us money and ruining our reputation,” Charlie complained as he shook his head and covered a yawn.
“You’re telling me. He isn’t going to take this lightly,” Ben replied.
“That’s why Max and I are going to handle it. As the law in town and part owners of the Triple C, it is our obligation and right. Plus, he may be less likely to lash out at us,” Wyatt suggested.
Mumbles of agreement went through the room.
“I swear I don’t know where we are going to find a good cook to replace Tex,” Eric stated.
“There are plenty of people looking for work. Lots of women who might be good,” Ben suggested.
“There might be someone we can ask,” Max added, and his brother and cousins looked at him.
“There’s this young woman staying at Marie Lemorte’s place. She supposedly knows how to cook,” Max said.
“You mean Stacy?” Eric asked as he and Max stared at one another.
“Oh shit. Looks like a brothers’ quarrel is about to take place,” Charlie added with a chuckle.