“Where’s Steve?” he looked around for the man who as far as he had seen stayed pretty close to the clan leader.
“Down at the barn. He’s making one last check on things for the evening. He’ll be back soon.”
Matt nodded and shoved his hands his pockets, not sure what to do.
“You hungry?” Nick asked.
“Not really. We ate about an hour and a half ago.”
“How about a drink then?”
“I’ll take one of those.”
“Beer, whiskey or something lighter?”
“Beer sounds good to me.”
They went into the kitchen and Nick handed him a beer. “What’d you say to Rebecca? She came tearing in, glared at me, then disappeared into the bedroom.”
“I wouldn’t let her carry anything in.” He shrugged.
Nick chuckled. “That’s about what I figured it was. Doesn’t take much to set her off these days. I was hoping a coup
