Chapter Four
Bobbi Jo
The Gentry brothers had stayed until closing time at the bar the night before, and I’d had plenty of time to get to know at least one of them. Cash sat at the bar the whole night talking to me. He was entertaining, to say the least. And I knew I was the envy of all the girls in the bar, as the other ladies’ eyes kept moving to look at the man who seemed to only notice me.
Sitting up in bed, I stretched as the noon hour had me waking up. Betty Sue sat at the vanity, painting on her face for the day. “You finally up, lazy bones?”
I nodded. “I wouldn’t call myself lazy. I didn’t get to sleep until nearly four in the morning. I’ve only slept the normal eight hours.” She had the curling iron on, so I knew she was heading out later. “And where are you off to today?”
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