Resisting Pressure (Rhinestone Cowgirls Book 5) by Rhonda Lee Carver

to overhear our private chatter.” Ruby took the platter of steaks and went to the sliding glass door.
    Violet took her glass of wine and followed the group as they made their way outside. She scanned the brawny cowboys scattered across the backyard, looking for one in particular. He wasn’t there.
    Sapphire tugged her elbow. “Looking for someone?”
    Violet gave her a side-glance. “No, just admiring the scenery.”
    “Isn’t it amazing how the Walters men have perfect genes? I’m a little envious that our cousins and sister got to them first. I wonder if they have cousins.” She clicked her tongue.
    “Seriously?”
    “Oh come on, Violet. You mean to tell me you haven’t thought the same? Even a sliver of envy?” Sapphire’s perfectly groomed brows popped up. “Not once?”
    “Maybe, but I haven’t said it aloud.”
    “Until now.”
    “Okay. I’m ninety percent happy for them and ten percent envious. After all, the cowboys are good looking. And let’s not forget Jewels’s husband, Spark. It’s true, men get better with age. He’s a silver fox and only getting better,”
    “If you had to choose one of them, which would it be?”
    Violet blinked. “No, I’m not playing that game. They’re all taken, by family. That’s just weird.” She scrunched her nose.
    “Only weird if you acted upon it,” Sapphire said.
    “I can’t say, but if you forced me…I’d choose DJ, Nash and Jobe, all three. The world would come to a standstill.” She sipped her wine.
    “I can see your point.” Sapphire slipped her gaze over Violet, her brows bunching. “What are you wearing?”
    Violet stepped back and dramatically fluffed the skirt of the dress. “Ruby loaned it to me. Gorgeous, isn’t it?”
    “I asked to wear it once and she told me no.” Sapphire blinked.
    “That’s because she loves me more than you,” Violet teased.
    “You’re too cute.” Her smile fizzled. “It looks great on you because you’re the challenged one.” She winked.
    “Excuse me?”
    “You’re the smallest breasted Stone and the top accentuates what you have—or don’t have.”
    “It’s a give or take world, darlin’. I got the looks and you got the breasts,” Violet chided.
    “Oh…now that’s low.” Sapphire chuckled. “It’s a good thing I love you.”
    From beyond Sapphire, Violet caught a glimpse of a white hat. A second later, a whiskered jaw and the bluest eyes that competed against a Texas sky. Keefer. She almost choked on her wine.
    “What’s wrong with you?” Sapphire started to turn, but Violet caught her by the shoulders, holding her steady.
    “Don’t look,” Violet whispered.
    “Why not?”
    “Because. He’ll think we’re talking about him.”
    “Who? And why are we whispering?”
    “Because we are talking about him.” Violet shot her sister a warning look.
    Keefer was stopped by DJ and they laughed about something.
    “We were talking about all of the men here,” Sapphire moaned.
    “Not this cowboy.”
    “It’s hard to talk about someone when you have no idea who you’re talking about.” She twisted out of Violet’s hold. “Holy mother of all that is love. Who. Is. That?” Sapphire wagged her brows. “I wished for a Walters’s cousin and he appeared. I’m just that good.”
    “You’re just that silly. He’s not related. He is Keefer Lane.” Violet tried hiding behind Sapphire, for the first time ever she was glad that her sister was three inches taller.
    “Oh, him. No wonder you slept with him.”
    Violet’s mouth dropped open but she quickly slammed it shut. “Crystal told you too?”
    Sapphire smiled. “Do you think you’re privileged and the only one who gets to keep secrets in this family is you? Haven’t you learned by now no secret is sacred with the Stones?” Sapphire turned and sighed. “And why would you keep something as juicy as that cowboy a secret?”
    Violet slammed one hand to her hip. “It means nothing.”
    “If it means nothing then why are