Roxy POV
There were so many people here, many I did not even know, here to wish me luck, shake my hand, and promise to catch up to work together in some way possible. I know some wanted to have me meet the son, hoping for a union, but I made sure Vincent stayed right by my side and played bodyguard to keep the vultures away.
Grandpa steered some away.
'Give the girl a break.' he had argued when a man hoping to get some business from the ranch pushed and pushed until Vincent was ready to punch him in the nose.
The well-wishes became more of a drunken sing-along as the night wore on. The vultures had had their say and were now relaxing and networking with the crowd. I was no longer their sole attention. I had lost track of how many drinks I had had and what little I had eaten.
Vincent
