Having the Cowboy's Baby

Skyler lifted her narrowed gaze to her friend, who was teasing her yet again about her preference for being places on time, or better yet, early. “I don’t know why I’m friends with you.”

Elissa smiled. “Because I’m so lovable.”

“That’s debatable.”

“You let her get you every time,” India said.

“One of these days maybe I’ll figure out what she finds so funny about my punctuality.”

“You call it punctuality, I call it inability to go with the flow,” Elissa said.

“I can go with the flow.” It made her twitchy, but she could do it. “I’m not as big of a stick in the mud as you seem to think.”

“Oh, really? When was the last time you really let go and didn’t plan your day out to within an inch of its life?”

Skyler opened her mouth but then couldn’t think of an answer that wouldn’t prove Elissa’s point. “I have a lot of responsibilities, people depending on me.”

“And we don’t?”

“Hey, I’m not that different from India.” At least India before Liam Parrish strode into town with his cowboy boots, a Stetson and two very long legs. India’s well-ordered life had gone topsy-turvy in two seconds flat. Not that Skyler blamed her. Liam wasn’t just good-looking. He also was a really good guy and would become the closest thing Skyler had to a brother when he and India got married in a few weeks.

Skyler grabbed a nacho and scraped most of the toppings off of it back onto the platter.

“You’re getting rid of all the good stuff,” Elissa said.

“A little goes a long way. Now I’ll actually be able to taste the chip.”

Elissa rolled her eyes. “Can’t even eat a nacho without overthinking it.”

“I’ll remind you of that when your arteries get clogged with cheese.”

Elissa just smiled, stuffed another nacho in her mouth and mmmed her taste buds’ appreciation.

Skyler didn’t know whether she wanted to throw something at Elissa or give in and eat a heaping nacho herself.

After the waitress took their orders, Skyler turned her attention to India before Elissa had the chance to start bugging the living daylights out of her again.

“So how are the final plans for the wedding going? Is there anything else you need me to do?”

India’s eyes lit up at the mention of her upcoming nuptials, causing Skyler’s heart to warm. After everything she’d been through, India deserved to be happy.

“I don’t think so. You’ve done so much already, both of you.”

“It’s not every day your best friend gets married to the hottest guy in town,” Elissa said.

On that point, Elissa and Skyler could agree.

“I wish it was tomorrow,” India said.

Skyler smiled. “That anxious to make an honest man out of Liam?”

India laughed. “If there was more to do between now and then, I’d be fine. But the waiting might kill me. You know what would really help?”

“What?”

“Another project.”

India and Elissa exchanged a look that made Skyler nervous. “Why do I feel like I’ve missed something really important?”

“Your thirtieth birthday is two days away and we haven’t planned what we’re going to do,” India said. “That would keep my mind occupied.”

“It doesn’t take that long to look up movie times in Austin,” Skyler said.

India raised an eyebrow. “I think the occasion calls for more than a movie.”

“I happen to quite like watching Jeremy Renner and his awesome arms.”

“Well, I can’t argue with you there,” Elissa said. “But India’s right. We can do a movie anytime. I was thinking of something more exciting.”

“Of course you were.”

Elissa sighed and leaned back in her chair. She glanced at India. “I told you she wouldn’t be up for anything interesting.”

The sudden overwhelming urge to prove her friend wrong rose up in Skyler. “Fine. You know what? You all can plan whatever you want, and I’ll do it.”

Elissa barked out a disbelieving laugh. “Yeah, right.”

“Really. I’ll let you plan the whole thing.” The moment the words were out of her mouth, she wanted to call them back and pretend they were never uttered. But if she backed out now, she would never, ever hear the end of it. Blast Elissa for causing her emotions to override her common sense.

The smile that spread across Elissa’s face told Skyler she’d just made perhaps the biggest mistake of her life.

“Is it Christmas?” Elissa asked. “Because it feels like Christmas.”

“Don’t gloat,” India said, but she looked like she was having a hard time keeping from smiling, too.

Skyler really knew she was in trouble when their food arrived and Elissa didn’t immediately attack her quesadillas. Instead, she was scrolling through something on her phone.

Skyler picked up her fork and stirred the contents of her taco salad. “You know it’s rude to have your face buried in your phone when you’re with other people, right?”

“This is important business.”

“A mulch emergency?”

“I’ll have you know I’m doing research, with a little help from Verona.”

Skyler stopped with her fork halfway to her mouth, warning bells clanging in her head. “Verona?”

“Yes, you know, my aunt.”