CHAPTER 112

Then again, morning wouldn’t come earlier whether he stayed home or if he checked out the action at the Golden Boot.

Cord slipped on his going-to-town boots and dress hat, grabbed his keys and his wallet and made the trek into town, knowing in his present mood a run-in with either Colt or AJ spelled trouble.

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“I’m thinking of hiring a stripper for my bachelorette party.”

AJ spun the bar stool with an arch look. “Male?”

“Well, duh.”

“Where are you gonna find a male stripper in this town?”

Liza smirked. “I have my sources.”

“Come on, Liza, spill it.”

“Rumor has it a couple of the male strippers who travel to the venues between Cheyenne, Billings and Rapid City have been killing time in the area.”

“Killing time with who? And how come you didn’t tell me this before now?”

“Because I just found out last night and you haven’t been hanging out with me. A sad, sad fact, because I’m about to become an old married lady.”

AJ waved down the bartender for another draft beer.

“Whatcha been doi