and chairs? It’d be cheaper and faster.”
“The place is small and kind of rustic. Bringing in furniture won’t fit with her plans. Which is why I thought of setting up a couple of bench seats against the wall, with two small tables in front, and a chair or two.”
“Good thinking. But that wasn’t part of the quote.”
“Yeah, I know. She wants the counter done first. Mostly I want to make sure the guy isn’t ripping her off. It’ll probably end up that he just builds the counter. As for the rest...you know, since I have some downtime...”
“Wait, wait. What are you saying?”
“I figured I’d take a stab at the benches and tables.”
Chad’s laugh didn’t make Landon feel any better, but there was no time to argue. Kylie was boxing up some cupcakes. “Come on. Help me out here. There’s gotta be a way I can pull this off.”
“What kind of wood?”
“She mentioned oak, so I guess I’d go with that.”
Chad hesitated. “Dude, really? You’re thinking of doing this yourself?”
Landon had no idea what he was thinking. Although what he was considering didn’t seem too complicated. All he cared about was not seeing Kylie disappointed.
“Who did you say this is for?”
“Okay, gotta change the subject,” Landon said when he saw Kylie ring up the order. Chad grunted, prompting Landon to add, “No joke.”
“Ah, this woman isn’t just a friend.”
When he didn’t answer, Chad started laughing. Landon met Kylie’s eyes and stepped back so she could enter the kitchen. “Mom isn’t back yet, huh?”
“Nope. The end of next week.”
“I’ll come for a few days once she’s settled.”
“Figures. We’ve been haying. Could’ve used your help now.”
“With a broken leg?”
Chad barked out a laugh. “You’re looking for sympathy from me?”
“Good point,” Landon said, glad they could finally laugh like this. After his brother’s accident, there hadn’t been much to laugh about for a long time.
“Anyway, hotshot, you could’ve run the baler. Just like I do,” Chad said. “Hey, I’ve been meaning to ask, you’re not still sending checks, are you?”
Damn. Landon had hoped the topic would never come up. “I’ve been laid up. I don’t have money coming in.” It wasn’t a lie, even if it didn’t really answer the question.
“If you’re sending some to Mom so she can go on her trips, that’s something else. But the ranch is doing fine. In fact, we made more money this past year than we have since we lost Dad.”
“Huh.” Apparently his mom hadn’t been stretching the truth. “Glad to hear it.”
“You don’t sound like it.”
“What? No, I am. I just got distracted. Sorry.”
“I figured you might be pouting because Martin and I are doing so well without you.”
“Screw you.” Landon forced a laugh. His brother had struck him where it hurt. He’d also confirmed a suspicion Landon had been harboring for the past six months. Good thing he’d planted the seed that he was considering buying his own ranch. He wasn’t sure the family had believed him.
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