"You're just in time, CiCi," Isabella called with a wave. CiCi held a tray of beers over her head, carefully picking her way down the grandstand to where she, Catalina, and Jeanine sat waiting.
CiCi passed a cup to Jeanine. "Here's your Rodeo Raspberry. And your Prairie Pilsner, Iz. And for you, Cat," she said with a wink, "Bulldogger Brown. I wanna see this steer wrestler who Jeanine thinks is perfect for you."
Catalina blushed to her roots. "I'm too busy for romance" she mumbled.
"Oh pish," scoffed CiCi, wedging herself between Isabella and Jeanine. "Love always finds a way." She turned to Isabella and arched a brow. "Doesn't it, Iz? Which explains an early morning visitor in your room?"
Isabella choked on her beer. Of course, Jeanine had blabbed to CiCi. They were best friends after
