Charles was still in the outer office. "I thought you were upset with her. I kind of reamed her out for letting the goat run wild in the office. She said she wasn't cut out for the job and left.""It wasn't her fault, and it was kinda funny," Wes replied with a snort as he jacked up the dosage on the medicine in the drip to wake the goat up."Well, instead of talking, she decided to leave. I need to find her and let her know you're not mad at her. She can't afford to lose this job."And Wes couldn't afford to lose another assistant, as incompetent as she was, she was a body to help him in the office. And what a body she had.He was angry at Leigh Ann, but after he cooled off earlier he recognized it for what it was, pure jealousy. An ugly emotion he was more than familiar with after dealing with his ex-wife. Leigh Ann had spent the damned weekend with another man, and thinking about it burned a hole in his stomach. But it was his own damned fault, because he had pushed her away, told her that mind blowing kiss was not going to have a repeat performance. Basically told her he didn't want her. She didn't owe him a goddamned thing, so she could spend her time with whoever she pleased, unless Wes had the balls to step up to the plate and trust her."Call off the appointments we have this afternoon. Tell them we have a farm call emergency, then try and call your sister. See if she'll meet us somewhere to talk...or come back here."The goat opened his eyes, blinked a few times then began wiggling on the table. Wes lifted him down to the ground and clipped on his leash. Baby took one wobbly step then another, before he yanked on the leash, trying to make a beeline for Mr.
