Home On The Ranch. Trish Milburn

two seconds.”

      “It’s something I can do easily when I go back to the hotel at night.” It was certainly a better use of his time than staring at the ceiling imagining Ella lying in bed next to him. At that thought he had to shift in the booth to make himself less uncomfortable. Thank goodness the table hid what those kinds of thoughts did to him.

      “I’ll think about it. Thank you for the offer.”

      “That wasn’t meant to say you don’t know how to run your business.”

      She flipped her hand as if to wave away his concern that he’d insulted her.

      “Just a little intimidating. I mean, I’m not exactly running a big corporation here.”

      “Every company starts small.” True enough, but a lot of them failed, too. Ella seemed to believe in her business so much, it’d be a shame if hers failed because of lack of proper planning. Sure, he didn’t understand her business, but all businesses came down to numbers. And numbers and logistics he understood.