Chapter Twenty
A few weeks later, Cody and Colton were leaned up against the barn door, waiting for Ty when he walked up from the foreman’s cabin. His stomach dropped only slightly. To be honest, he was surprised it had taken them this long to pay him a visit. But at the moment, he was too damned happy to be bothered with their overprotective ire.
“Gentlemen,” Ty tipped his hat, grateful he’d offered to come saddle the horses before Maybelle walked up from the foreman’s house. “I assume this ain’t a social call?”
“Not so much,” said Cody with a nod.
Colt stepped forward. “For starters, you can stay away from Maybelle.”
“No can do, but thanks for your concern,” he answered lightly, holding his ground.
“I second what Colt said,” added Cody.
Ty fisted his hands on his hips with a low c
