dark haired doll face! He went for a swim after the call, feeling somewhat more relaxed. Yet, more upset than he cared to admit that she has not bothered to phone him. Rosa called him thirty minutes later for dinner and he got out of the pool. They had dinner on the porch next to the pool. He did not talk much and even Rosa gave up trying to keep a one sided discussion on the go. “Are ya goin’ bar hoppin’ with Noah again tonight?” “No … it has been a lon’ week. I am goin’ to bed early. We have to start breedin’ those mares tomorrow and I might have to go into Houston later in the day.” “Ya can’t be bustin’ nuts between the ranch and Houston every day. It’s not good for you. You’ve been firin’ on all cylinders for weeks now.” He rubbed his hand over his eyes. It was not work that was getting to him. It was his absent doll face! “How’s the old man doin’? Have you seen him this week?” “Yes, they’ve been here every day, but missed you every time. Maybe we should invite them to grub up with us tomorrow.” “That is a good idea. Let me help you with the dishes quickly, then I want to go to bed.” An hour later he sank down on his bed, fresh from the shower. He pulled his laptop closer to read his emails before he went to bed. There was a mail from Harold confirming that the offers have been made and accepted. As soon as all the contracts were signed, they would be on their way to Houston. He frowned when he read the next mail. He definitely did not need such complications in his life. Not now. He had no enemies that he knew off. Threats to his personal email, posed serious concern. His address was not made public and only certain people had access to it. He forwarded the mail to Reed at the FBI and asked him to look into it. His phone rang and he answered it absentmindedly. There was silence on the other end and he frowned, waiting. “Hi Jay.” His heart stopped beating and he had to swallow a few times before he could get a word out. He was aware that his voice sounded deep and raspy. “Doll face, this is the best surprise I’ve had this whole year. What took you so lon’ to phone?” “I was busy.” “Really? A phone call that takes a few minutes?” “I could say the same thing.” “Yeah, but then I am a modern man. I wanted to know if you needed to talk to me too.” “That is why you stopped calling?” “What did you think, doll face?” “Well … Noah told me you are quite the ladies’ man. I assumed you have been … playing the field as he called it. You never denied indulging in other activities the night you went drinking with Noah.” I am goin’ to strangle Noah … slowly! “Doll face … you could hardly walk for a few days. I promise you I did not fare much better. I most definitely did not have the energy or the desire to indulge.” “Only … then?” He smiled, his heart beating a mile a minute. “Well … at the moment I have a lot of build-up energy … serious energy for that matter. You’re headin’ this way by chance, honey?” Shannon shimmered with anger. He was not admitting anything, but he sure as the devil did not deny it either. Damn you Cowboy! “Now why would I be doing that, Muscle Man? There is nothing for me in Brady. I am a city slicker. Small towns and I … we don’t get on well. Anyway, I just wanted to say hi. Sleep tight, Cowboy.” Before he could utter another word, she ended the call. Hmm, interestin’. My doll face did not like the possibility that I might have indulged with another woman!
Chapter Seven Shannon has been at Perfecto Architects for a full week. She was highly annoyed. Jarrod Parker was adamant she get there the moment she accepted the offer on her house. He even arranged his private jet to fly her to Houston. Yet, she still had to meet him. She has been given her own office.