I cringed, realizing which fire they were talking about.
“I hate to see you working so hard,” she added. “You need to take a day off and catch up on your sleep.”
I’d noticed the dark circles under his eyes, but had attributed them to late night bar outings I imagined he was accustomed to. But hell, what did I know? I also thought his nose looked a little more crooked than the last time I saw him.
“Today is my day off, and it’s just now getting dark outside.” Cowboy rubbed at the back of his neck, then glanced at his watch. “When the library closes in half an hour, I’ll be heading home and hitting the sack.” Then he grinned at Bobbie Jo. “What are you doing here? Checking up on me?”
“You being in a library is most definitely a newsworthy event, but no, I didn’t come here to make fun of you. That was just a bonus.” She smirked at me as she reached for Austin and pulled him into her arms.
No, Bobbie Jo, don’t say it!
“I stopped by to see Anna. She moved here a few weeks ago.”
Damn. She said it.
Cowboy’s face warped with confusion. “Who’s Anna?”
Bobbie Jo quirked a brow at his question, but gestured to me, anyway. His piercing gaze followed, and I gave him a fake, strained smile. Though he hadn’t recognized me, it still hurt that he hadn’t even remembered my name.
“I didn’t know you were friends with Bobbie Jo.” He glanced back to her and said, “Your friend and I bumped into each other earlier. Could’ve sworn I punctured her voice box or something. She barely said two words to me.” He turned back to me and grinned. “You must not like strangers.”
I chewed on my bottom lip, not sure what to say.
“Strangers?” Bobbie Jo laughed. “What, you don’t recognize her?”
Her comment made Cowboy blink, and me wince. Damn it, Bobbie Jo. I wanted her to stop helping me.
His glittery green eyes scanned up and down my slender body, and I could only imagine the shades of red my face turned. “You know, you do look awfully familiar,” he said easily. “Did we sleep together?”
Oh, good grief.
Bobbie Jo was patting Austin on his back, but froze mid-pat. “Seriously, Cowboy?” She gave him a stern, motherly glare. “You don’t even know if Anna’s someone you’ve had sex with?”
I cringed. Obviously, he thought sex with someone like me would be unmemorable. But did Bobbie Jo have to actually verbalize it?
When he just shrugged, Bobbie Jo shook her head in disgust, then placed the yawning turtle back into his green stroller shell. “After dealing with Jeremy earlier today, I don’t even have the energy to smack you in the back of the head.”
“You’re still dealing with that shit stain?” Cowboy snarled. “Guess I’m gonna have to kick his ass.”
She peered up at him in confusion. “For what?”
“For being a dick.”
“Yes, he is. But he’s also Austin’s father…even if only in the biological sense.” Bobbie Jo finished buckling her son into the stroller and straightened. “Look, I know he’s your long-time rival, but is there ever going to be a time I mention Jeremy’s name that one of Austin’s four godfathers don’t threaten to beat him up?”
Cowboy grinned. “Nope.”
“Fine. But I don’t want you or the other guys to do anything to him. I can handle Jeremy myself.”
Glancing at the clock on the wall, I realized it was almost closing time and noted that the people milling about had greatly dwindled in numbers. I still hadn’t even taken out the sack of garbage I’d left by the back door.
“Excuse me for a moment,” I said quietly. “I need to take the trash out back before I close up.” That would allow me time to settle my nerves.