The Least Likely Groom

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She nearly jumped out of her skin. Raising her head from the steering wheel, she saw Jett’s brother, Colt, peering in through her window.

“You all right?”

Quickly she rolled down the window, nodding. “Yes, of course.” Like an idiot she was roasting alive in her own car, too caught up in her emotional response to Jett to even realize how hot she was.

Thinking fast, she said, “I was about to check the water in my radiator before I leave. Sometimes my car overheats.”

She pulled on the door handle, waited for Colt to step back and then exited the car.

“I keep a five-gallon container of water in the back just in case.”

Colt raised an eyebrow but didn’t comment on that. “I’ll check it for you.”

Becka watched the tall cowboy pop the hood on her car and go through the motions of examining the water content. He was definitely Jett’s brother, with his dark good looks, but where Jett was flip and carefree, Colt was more serious, having little to say.

While Becka stood by in the Texas heat, Colt added water to the radiator, replaced the cap, then slammed the hood.

Wiping his hands down the sides of his jeans, he turned to where she leaned against the battered fender of her ancient car. “My brother giving you any problem?”

Becka tried not to blush, but the heat rose in her face anyway. “No. Not at all.”

“I want Jett to have the best care, whatever it costs.” Colt studied her. “If he needs you here longer, I’d like you to stay. I’ll pay extra if necessary.”

Becka stiffened. Was he questioning her ability to do a professional job? A twinge of guilt shifted over her. Hadn’t she just questioned that very thing? From the inappropriate way she’d reacted to Jett Garrett, she couldn’t trust herself. Why should anyone else trust her? But she couldn’t admit that to Colt.

“You can rest assured that I will give your brother the best of care, but I have to get back into town before six to pick up my son.”

Colt stepped around her to replace the water container in her back seat. “Doesn’t Kati keep your little boy?”

“Yes. And she’s wonderful with him.”

That made him smile. “Yeah. Kati’s something.”

Those few words coupled with the twinkle in his eye told her that the tough cowboy wasn’t so tough when it came to his wife.

“Even a dedicated woman such as Kati likes to close up shop and come home at the end of a long day.” Becka wrenched open the car door and slid inside, ready to leave. “It would be unfair of me to ask her to keep Dylan any longer.”

“You can bring him out here with you if you’d like. Then you won’t need to hurry off.”

Becka’s pulse set up another drum beat. Great. Just what she didn’t need. An excuse to stay longer in the presence of Jett Garrett when she was already searching for a way out of the entire commitment.

“Actually, it’s such a long way out here, I was thinking this may not work out for me.”

“You tell Jett that?”

“Not yet.”

“Don’t.” He leaned down into the window. “My brother has his heart set on making the NFR this year. I think he’s crazy, but if he wants it, I want him to have it. He’s getting on in years for a bull rider.”