page."
Jordan looked down at the strap in her hand then shoved it inside her jacket before she turned to face Maggie once more. "Are you ready for brunch?"
Maggie smiled broadly. "You bet I am. I'm famished." She looked over Jordan's shoulder. "Would you like to join us, Jan?" she asked.
"No, thanks," Jan replied. "I've had breakfast already."
Maggie linked her arm into the crook of Jordan's elbow. "All right then, let's eat."
* * *
"Hmm, this is wonderful, Jordan. Where did you learn to cook so well?" Maggie asked as she chewed a forkful of French toast.
Jordan chuckled. "Actually, I'm a lousy cook. This just happens to be one of the few things I can make without poisoning myself. My friend Kale taught me how to make it."
"Kale? That's an unusual name. Male, right?"
"Definitely male," Jordan replied. "He's my best friend in the world, and my surrogate little brother. He's such a sweet guy. He's kind and considerate. We actually shared a house together for a couple of years. For the longest time he was convinced he was in love with me, that is, until Andi came along."
"Andi? Pretty androgynous name. Male or female?"
"Andi is all girl. A very beautiful one at that, and smart too. She's a physicist. Andi, Kale and I all worked together at the lab." Jordan smiled wistfully as she thought about her friends.
Maggie touched Jordan's hand. "You haven't seen them in a while, I take it?"
Jordan pushed her food around on the plate as she shook her head. "I didn't realize until now how much I would miss them."
"Well, maybe we can invite them to visit, do you think?"
Jordan looked at Maggie and smiled. "Maybe," she replied.
Maggie took a bite of sausage. "Oh, when I came back from the north pasture, I noticed you found my saddle. Where was it?"
"Actually, Mags, I didn't find it. It was right where you always put it."
"No way! I swear to you, Jordan, it was not there when I went to saddle Shawny this morning."
"Well, for what's it worth, I believe you," Jordan replied.
"So who would have taken it? And who brought it back?" Maggie asked.
"I'm guessing it was Jan," Jordan said. "John is on vacation until after the holidays and she's the only other one around beside you and me."
"What would she want with my saddle?"
"That's just what I was trying to find out when you interrupted us a while ago."
"Jordan, what I interrupted was some type of confrontation. I'm not blind, you know. I could have sworn Jan was dealing okay with the breakup. Wanna tell me what you were discussing?"
Jordan sat back in her chair. "Nothing, really. I was just making sure she and I understood one another."
Maggie narrowed her eyes at Jordan. "Why don't I believe you?"
Jordan stood and collected their dishes, then placed an inviting kiss on Maggie's lips. "Trust me, sweetheart. I'm just looking out for things, especially for you."
"I don't need looking out for, Jordan. I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself."
Jordan carried the coffee pot back to the table and refilled their cups. "I'm sure you can, sweetie, but it never hurts to have help." Jordan returned the coffee pot to the hot plate. "Tell me about your ride this morning. How are the horses?"
"Oh, I stopped at the new barn to check on the foals. They are doing really well…"
Jordan sat down and enjoyed her coffee as Maggie talked excitedly about the foals, the farm and life in general. For Maggie's benefit, she maintained the smile on her face, but inside, she was seething.
Jan, I won't let you screw this up. That is a promise, she thought fervently.
* * *
Maggie sat at the kitchen table studying several official-looking documents. As she read, she jotted notes on a pad of paper nearby. Her attention was suddenly drawn to the sound of stamping feet on the porch just outside the kitchen door.
Jordan pushed the kitchen door open and stepped inside. "Damn, it's colder than a witch's tit out there," she cussed as she bent over to remove her boots.
Maggie chuckled. "And just
Jordan looked down at the strap in her hand then shoved it inside her jacket before she turned to face Maggie once more. "Are you ready for brunch?"
Maggie smiled broadly. "You bet I am. I'm famished." She looked over Jordan's shoulder. "Would you like to join us, Jan?" she asked.
"No, thanks," Jan replied. "I've had breakfast already."
Maggie linked her arm into the crook of Jordan's elbow. "All right then, let's eat."
* * *
"Hmm, this is wonderful, Jordan. Where did you learn to cook so well?" Maggie asked as she chewed a forkful of French toast.
Jordan chuckled. "Actually, I'm a lousy cook. This just happens to be one of the few things I can make without poisoning myself. My friend Kale taught me how to make it."
"Kale? That's an unusual name. Male, right?"
"Definitely male," Jordan replied. "He's my best friend in the world, and my surrogate little brother. He's such a sweet guy. He's kind and considerate. We actually shared a house together for a couple of years. For the longest time he was convinced he was in love with me, that is, until Andi came along."
"Andi? Pretty androgynous name. Male or female?"
"Andi is all girl. A very beautiful one at that, and smart too. She's a physicist. Andi, Kale and I all worked together at the lab." Jordan smiled wistfully as she thought about her friends.
Maggie touched Jordan's hand. "You haven't seen them in a while, I take it?"
Jordan pushed her food around on the plate as she shook her head. "I didn't realize until now how much I would miss them."
"Well, maybe we can invite them to visit, do you think?"
Jordan looked at Maggie and smiled. "Maybe," she replied.
Maggie took a bite of sausage. "Oh, when I came back from the north pasture, I noticed you found my saddle. Where was it?"
"Actually, Mags, I didn't find it. It was right where you always put it."
"No way! I swear to you, Jordan, it was not there when I went to saddle Shawny this morning."
"Well, for what's it worth, I believe you," Jordan replied.
"So who would have taken it? And who brought it back?" Maggie asked.
"I'm guessing it was Jan," Jordan said. "John is on vacation until after the holidays and she's the only other one around beside you and me."
"What would she want with my saddle?"
"That's just what I was trying to find out when you interrupted us a while ago."
"Jordan, what I interrupted was some type of confrontation. I'm not blind, you know. I could have sworn Jan was dealing okay with the breakup. Wanna tell me what you were discussing?"
Jordan sat back in her chair. "Nothing, really. I was just making sure she and I understood one another."
Maggie narrowed her eyes at Jordan. "Why don't I believe you?"
Jordan stood and collected their dishes, then placed an inviting kiss on Maggie's lips. "Trust me, sweetheart. I'm just looking out for things, especially for you."
"I don't need looking out for, Jordan. I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself."
Jordan carried the coffee pot back to the table and refilled their cups. "I'm sure you can, sweetie, but it never hurts to have help." Jordan returned the coffee pot to the hot plate. "Tell me about your ride this morning. How are the horses?"
"Oh, I stopped at the new barn to check on the foals. They are doing really well…"
Jordan sat down and enjoyed her coffee as Maggie talked excitedly about the foals, the farm and life in general. For Maggie's benefit, she maintained the smile on her face, but inside, she was seething.
Jan, I won't let you screw this up. That is a promise, she thought fervently.
* * *
Maggie sat at the kitchen table studying several official-looking documents. As she read, she jotted notes on a pad of paper nearby. Her attention was suddenly drawn to the sound of stamping feet on the porch just outside the kitchen door.
Jordan pushed the kitchen door open and stepped inside. "Damn, it's colder than a witch's tit out there," she cussed as she bent over to remove her boots.
Maggie chuckled. "And just
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