Chapter 47

As Preston navigated out of the parking lot, he looked sideways at Cam. “Do you really? Because cowboys are hot.”

“I’m sure I could rustle some up, pardner,” Cam drawled. “Not real ones, of course, but props from another studio. After we do the whole reading French in bed thing. Au naturale.”

Preston grinned. “You know, you keep saying you don’t know any French, and then you bust out with these words and phrases at the oddest times that make me think you know more than you think you do.”

“I thought it was nicer than saying buck naked in front of you know who,” Cam pointed out.

Behind them, Abby looked up from the app on Preston’s phone. “What?” 14

It was nice seeing Mel and Jocelyn again, though Preston was nervous to finally meet Greg. He was a tall, bearish man with thick, sandy hair and a heavy beard that Preston hadn’t expected. Whenever he’d thought of Greg, he’d always pictured a clean-cut man in a business suit, trim and fit, with a winning smile and firm handshake.