Texas Fandango: Texas Montgomery Mavericks, Book 3 Read Free

apparently she was honing her skills today.
    Drake’s grin was broad enough to be obnoxious. “I know. Isn’t she the best?”
    “Well, I’ll just let you two be alone.” KC moved to slide off the stool.
    “Stay,” Drake said as he stood. “We’ll grab a booth.” He snagged his beer off the counter. “Good to see you, KC.”
    “You too, Drake. Nice to meet you, Magda,” she lied.
    She drained her beer as the man she’d been fantasizing about walked off with another woman.
    “Leo,” she called. She held up her empty beer stein. “Diet Coke in a frozen mug, please.”
    In a minute, Leo set a frosty mug of ice cold Diet Coke in front of her. “Looks like Doc’s date isn’t going too well.”
    “Really?” Her eyebrows rose with the question. “I can’t turn around. It’d be too obvious. What’s happening?”
    “Hold on.” Leo walked back to the shelves of liquor built over a wall-sized mirror. He moved three bottles to an upper shelf, leaving a gap on the lower two shelves and giving her a perfect view of Drake and Magda.
    Magda sat across from him, her arms stretched across the table holding Drake’s hands. His face was drawn, a deep frown knitted his eyebrows. Magda was doing all the talking, not that KC could hear a word being said.
    “That better?” Leo asked as he wiped as a nonexistent spot on the bar.
    “Oh yeah. What do you think is going on?”
    “I don’t think, I know. I’ve watched enough break-ups in here to know he’s getting the boot. You know the lady?”
    “Just met her, actually. Name’s Magda Hobbs. Works for Mitch Landry.”
    “Interesting lady,” Leo mused. “Doesn’t look like Doc’s kind of woman.”
    She studied the couple in the mirror. Leo might be right. The scene being played out in the reflection definitely did look like a guy getting the boot.
    Drake’s face had certainly lost that sunny glow. His shoulders slumped. His posture sagged. Every time he opened his mouth to say something, it appeared Magda spoke over him. After about fifteen minutes, Magda slid from the booth, gave him a kiss on the cheek and walked away.
    “Give me a beer for Drake,” KC said.
    Leo passed over another icy beer mug. KC poked her fingers through the handles of both mugs and headed for the booth where Drake slouched. His head rested against the high back of the booth. His eyes were shut but opened as she neared his booth. She slipped into the side Magda had just vacated.
    “You look like you need this,” she said, sliding the beer across the table.
    He didn’t say anything but wrapped his hand around the mug.
    “She seemed lovely,” KC ventured.
    “Don’t,” he snapped. “Just don’t.” He guzzled the beer.
    “Want to tell me what happened?”
    “No.”
    She pursed her lips and nodded. “Okay, then.” She lifted her soft drink to her mouth and took a sip, sucking in a piece of floating frozen Diet Coke.
    They sat in silence for a couple of minutes before Drake said, “Fuck.”
    “Well,” KC said, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “I’ve had better propositions, but…”
    He smiled and blew out a loud sigh. “She dumped me.”
    “Yeah, I gathered that much. She flew up here just to do that? Why? Has she totally lost her mind?”
    His chuckle was music to her ears. “She has some friends in the area she wanted to visit and I guess she thought she could kill two birds with one stone, so to speak.” After exhaling a long breath, he continued. “She said we were just too different, that I was too old for her. Said I was a nice guy…” He winced at that comment. “Basically, she liked me but we just didn’t have the right chemistry.” He drained his beer and lifted his glass toward Leo at the bar. “This sucks. Dumped twice within a couple of months.” He shook his head. “At least she did it in person and not by email or text.”
    KC’s heart ached for him. On the other hand, maybe this was the opening she needed.
    “Maybe they were the wrong