afternoon when Ross parked in front of the feed store. He needed to grab some more wire from Peteâs, but found himself heading toward the real-estate office instead, despite his determination to stay away. No matter how many times he went over it in his head, he still felt like he owed Sugar some sort of explanation for his abrupt behavior on Wednesday morning.
He wasnât at all sure what kind of welcome to expect as he opened the door and stepped inside.
âHey, cowboy!â
Her greeting both startled him and made him wary at the same time. âHey yourself,â he said, moving cautiously into the room.
âYouâre just the man I was hoping would walk through those doors today.â
âI am?â He was immediately suspicious.
âOh yeah. Howâs my building doing? You know Iâm holding auditions tonight?â Her eyes were sparkling. âIâve been monitoring the visitors Iâve run into over the last couple of days, and Iâm feeling more optimistic by the carload. Thereâs been a real eclectic mix of folks. College girls looking for cowboys, weekend browsers shopping at Ashbyâs dress store, and even older couples just hanging out. Iâve been polling everyone about why they came to town. Most of them say itâs a pleasant day trip. These kinds of people will make a perfect audience when I put my show on in your lovely barn.â She was beaming at him when she finally finished.
He wasnât sure whether to be irritated that she hadnât given up on his barn, or amused. âAbout thatâI thought Iâd come in here and try to explain myself a little better. There was no excuse for me to turn you down so callously.â It was true, heâd concluded. He could have turned her down without being so abrupt.
She waved off his apology. âIâm sure you had your reasons. As Iâm also sure that, now youâve had time to think it over, youâve come to your senses and decided to go into partnership with me on my show.â Grinning, she rested her chin on her palm and studied him.
He laughed at her blatant tactics. âYouâre persistent, Iâll give you that.â
âNope. I only want you to give me the use of your barn.â She batted her eyes at him. âJust say yes. Itâs easy.â
He was in danger here.
âI promise you,â she continued, âpeople will come out to see my production. Weâll do a few skits and some singing, and oh yeah, did I tell you I need a hero? Youâd make a great hero.â
Man, she really didnât take no for an answer! He liked that about her and found himself wanting to say yes. But that wouldnât be fair to either of them. Still, she was persuasive. What red-blooded American man wouldnât want a woman to think heâd make a great hero? Too bad they were on two different life paths, he reminded himself.
âIâm not your man,â he said, hating the disappointment that flickered in her eyes. âLook, I just donât believe you understand what it takes to pull off what youâre proposing. There is a lot of work that would have to be done to the barn. It would take time, money, insurance. But most of all, it would take commitment, not just to produce the show, but to keep it running. Youâre leaving as soon as you get some great reviews. Sorry, but I donât see any commitment in that. I know that sounds harsh, but itâs the truth. Thatâs what I came to say.â He tipped his hat and headed toward the door, needing to leave before he weakened. He wasnât expecting her to shoot out of her chair and jump between him and the door.
âYou canât say no.â She placed her hand on his chest, stopping him. âDonât you get it? I need your barn. Itâs the only place that will work.â
The panic in her words matched that on her face, making Ross falter. Those pleading eyes twisted