her here?” Seth said, before Nikki could answer or he had stopped to think.
Both women gave him strange looks. He was touchy about leaving someone who was drunk on their own. Nikki was a relative newcomer and wouldn’t understand. But Rachel did. His own hang-up aside, it surprised him that she’d abandon her friend.
“Well, yeah, I can’t imagine she’d like driving to a garage. She’ll have more fun here. Even Jamie doesn’t want to go. She’s meeting Cole.”
Hell, it was none of his business. He glanced over and saw a young cowboy hitting on her. Hannah was going to get plenty of that kind of attention. Could be what she wanted.
“I don’t mind taking her,” Nikki said. “But it’ll be late, unless Sadie comes in and closes up.”
“Like I said, I hope to be back by ten. Possibly elevenish.” Rachel paused. “Seth? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” he muttered, dragging his gaze away from Hannah. Nah, he had to say something. “You really think it’s a good idea to leave her here alone?”
“Um, she’s twenty-eight. I’m pretty sure she can take care of herself.”
“But she’s drunk.”
Rachel grinned. “No, she’s not.”
“Hell, I’m not judging.” He glanced at Nikki. “You know I’d be the last one to do that.”
“I get why you think she is,” Rachel said, laughing. “She just can’t sing.”
Seth wasn’t buying it. Nobody in their right mind would get on that stage and do what she did to that song.
“I hope you bring her back in before she leaves,” Nikki said. “That was priceless.”
“I’ll admit, I called in a chit from our college days. She wasn’t all that anxious to get up there. But she’s fearless. I knew she’d do it.”
A blonde waitress walked past them, waving an order ticket.
Seth didn’t recognize her, but then he’d been gone most of the last ten years. She gave him a sassy smile, and he smiled back. But she had to be a local and he didn’t want to go there, so he broke eye contact quickly. Too bad about Hannah being Rachel’s friend.
“Kristen, same thing?” Nikki got a nod and grabbed the tequila from the back shelf. “Yeah, don’t worry. I’ll get Hannah to the Sundance,” Nikki said, and started toward Kristen waiting at the end of the bar.
“Thanks,” Rachel said. “Oh, Seth, how about you? If you’re still around and Nikki has to close, any chance you can give Hannah a ride?”
He heard Nikki laugh, caught a brief glimpse of her giving Rachel an eye-roll. So maybe Hannah being a friend wasn’t a problem at all. “Sure,” he said. “Count on it.”
NOT LONG AFTER Rachel left, Hannah took Seth up on his offer to drive her to the Sundance. She’d resisted at first, not wanting to impose, but it seemed he wasn’t going to leave the bar without her. Once they were outside, he gestured to the right. “My truck’s that way.”
Hannah hesitated. “Tell me the truth,” she said giving it a final try. “Did Rachel twist your arm? Because, honestly, I don’t mind waiting for Nikki.”
“Nah, I figured I’d play hero and rescue you from the masses.”
She still wasn’t sure she believed him, and she would’ve told him just that, if it weren’t for that ridiculously charming smile of his. It was a tad crooked, the corner of his mouth hiking up slightly higher on one side. The adorably boyish look was an amazing contrast to the dark intensity of his eyes. “Those guys had to be pretty drunk to ask me for an encore.”
Seth chuckled. “That’s downtown Saturday night for you. Up ahead is the Full Moon Saloon. Been open almost a year now. Before that, we had only the one bar.”
“Wow. The Watering Hole is kind of small, too.”
“The Full Moon is supposed to be a lot bigger. I heard they have live music some nights and a mechanical bull in the back.”
“You haven’t checked it out yet?”
He shook his head. “I’d been away for a while. I moved back seven months ago but I don’t come to town much.”
Hannah got the feeling he didn’t really want to talk about himself so she held her curiosity at bay. Anyway, she could get all the information she wanted from Rachel. “Well, Montana is beautiful country, so green, and the mountains are breathtaking. I don’t understand how you could’ve left in the first place.”
“It won’t be all that green for much longer. Not with the heat we’ve been having.”
“Well, I’m from Dallas, and it’s been exceptionally hot for a couple years now.”
“Yeah, Rachel mentioned you’re from there.” He was over six feet tall, with long legs that could probably go much faster but he stayed at a nice comfortable pace that better suited her.
“I don’t know if you’ve ever been to Texas, but excuse me for not being sympathetic when you say it won’t be green much longer.”
“I’ve been there,” he said. “I seem to recall some nice areas.”
“Of course there are, mostly in the Hill Country, but overall it’s been so dry and just...brown and ugly.”
“Yep, the drought has hurt a lot of folks—ranchers, farmers and ultimately the consumer.” He gestured to a sign posted in the window of a bakery. “As a matter of fact, there’s going to be a town meeting on the topic.”
Hannah had been too busy looking at the bakery’s name. The Cake Whisperer. Cute. She caught only a quick glimpse of the handwritten sign as they walked past it. “Grazing permits. What does that have to do with the drought?”
“Cattle have to eat,” he said. “If you don’t have enough grass on your own land, you have to find some. It just so happens the government owns a good deal of prime grazing land,” Seth said, with an enigmatic smile that revealed nothing of his political leaning.
Something that Hannah understood. Discussions about politics and religion always made her edgy. “So, the local ranchers can get a permit and let their cows graze on government grass?”
“For a fee, yes. And not just local ranchers, some of whom have been using the land for decades without a permit. Hence, the emergency meeting. It’s a touchy subject around here. That’s why I stay out of it.”
“Huh.” She wondered if her father knew anything about grazing permits or had thought about looking beyond Texas. Depending on shipping costs, leasing land here could solve his problem. Maybe she’d poke around and get some info.
Right now, though, she was more interested in Seth. His language surprised her. With
