“Do you need to go?”
“No, he’s inside so I have a few minutes.”
“Who is he?”
“My boss. His name is Griz Ford. He’s one of the brothers who runs the Stud Farm.”
“The Stud Farm? Is that the actual name?” Tilly asks. I can hear Ledger grumbling in the background, asking who she’s calling a stud.
“No, I think it’s actually the Ford Farm but everyone in town calls it the Stud Farm,” I tell her.
“Is that because all of the brothers are studs?” she asks. Ledger asks her again who she’s calling a stud.
I laugh at how upset he sounds and listen as she assures him that he’s the only stud for her.
“I’m trying to set Monty up,” she tells him, and I groan.
“Not you too.”
“What does that mean?” Ledger asks, and I realize that I’m on speakerphone now.
“Nothing,” I say.
I don’t think telling my overprotective sister and brother-in-law about our bet is the best idea.
“Do you need anything? How’s the car?” Ledger asks, and I smile at his concern.
“I’m good. Car is great. Thanks again.”
“She got the job,” Tilly tells him.
“That’s too bad. We were hoping that you would come home for a bit,” he says.
“But we’re being supportive,” Tilly stresses to him and he just makes some sound.
“Right. Good for you,” he deadpans.
“Oh my god! Ignore him. We’re happy for you.”
“Thanks guys. Griz is actually coming back out so I’ve got to go but I’ll talk to you soon,” I say with a smile.
“Talk soon! Love you,” Tilly says.
I hang up as Griz climbs back into the truck.
“Who made you smiling so much?” Griz asks when he sees me grinning still.
“Ledger,” I say, still laughing about his less than enthusiastic support.
“Who’s Ledger?” Griz grunts, and I could swear he almost looks angry.
“My brother-in-law. I was talking to him and my sister, Tilly.”
“Oh,” he says, that same easy going, charming smile coming back to his face. “How are they?”
“Good. I told them I got the job.”
He nods, shifting into reverse and backing out of the spot.