Her Forever Man. Leanne Banks

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      Felicity glanced uncertainly at Brock. “I—uh—”

      “She’s here for a short visit,” he said. He didn’t want the whole crew to know she was a silent partner. He preferred that the crew not know she existed.

      “She’s silent partner of the Triple L,” Tyler announced.

      Brock fixed a glare on his brother and Tyler plastered an innocent grin on his face.

      “A silent partner,” Chuck echoed in amazement.

      “Very silent. I’m so silent I couldn’t tell the difference between a dairy cow and a steer,” she emphasized as if she sensed Brock’s displeasure. She was intuitive, Brock had to grant her that much. “One of my great-great-grandfathers had a little agreement with one of Mr. Logan’s great-great-grandfathers. The only thing I’m entitled to is a place to sleep when I visit.”

      “A silent partner,” Chuck murmured again, grinning from ear to ear. “A knockout from New York City, no less.”

      So get over it, Brock thought. He cleared his throat. “What do you do in New York?”

      She hesitated. “Not as much as I would like, but I’ve been working on that.”

      “How?” Tyler asked.

      She swallowed a bite and took a sip. “You’ll laugh,” she said to all of them. “Everyone does.”

      Brock took in the little signs of her discomfort, her slight wiggle in her seat, the way she dipped her head. He wondered how she managed to look appealing when she was being evasive. “I won’t laugh,” he said.

      Her expression said she didn’t believe him. She glanced at Chuck and Tyler. “I think that every person has a purpose on this earth and if you find your purpose and perform it, then you will be happy and the world will be a better place.”

      Brock nodded at the philosophy. He agreed. He just would have stated it differently. “A man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do.”

      Felicity’s lips twitched. “In this case, woman.”

      “No argument there,” Chuck murmured.

      “I’m in an unusual position,” Felicity continued. “My family has a history of being fortunate with their investments.”

      “She’s loaded, too?” Chuck asked.

      Tyler muffled a chuckle.

      “Cut it,” Brock said.

      Chuck stuffed a bite of stew in his mouth.

      “Now that my parents are gone, I have to make decisions,” she said, sadness clouding her eyes. “My family has been fairly generous with charitable causes, but I think it’s my purpose to take that charity a step further.”

      “In what way?” Tyler asked, no more curious than Brock was.

      “I want to give away a significant portion of my inheritance,” she said. “I want to give the money to a worthy cause.”

      Silence followed, and all three men stared at Felicity as if she’d spoken in Swahili.

      Brock stifled a sigh. God save him from crazy women with more money than sense.

      She gave a low chuckle. “Well, you didn’t laugh, but you look just like my financial advisors did the first time I told them what I wanted to do. I’m not clinically insane,” she assured them.

      “Why don’t you want to keep it?” Chuck asked.

      Brock watched the world-weariness tug at her wry smile. “Because the only thing the money is doing right now is accumulating. For what? There are better uses for it.”

      “If you need a worthy cause,” Tyler said, “the hospital where I practice needs—”

      “—Tyler,” Brock interrupted before his brother could get too wound up.

      “If she wants to donate it to a worthy cause, we could use—”

      “Miss Chambeau is a guest in our house. We don’t badger guests for money,” he said in the quiet, but rock-hard voice he used when he pulled rank. “Even for good causes.”

      Tyler sighed impatiently, but dug into his stew.

      Chuck shook his head. “I never heard of that one. So your job is to give away your money. Why don’t you want to keep it for your husband and kids?”

      “I don’t have a husband and children,” she said in a crisp voice.

      “Yeah, but some lucky guy’ll get a ring on your finger—”

      Felicity shook her head. “I’m not getting married. Right now, my appeal to men is my inheritance. As soon as I give half of it away, my appeal will disappear.”

      Half of it! Her statement was like another little bomb exploding. Brock stared at her in silence. Surely the woman knew she possessed more attractions than her endless supply of dead presidents.

      Tyler cleared his throat. “You might bump into someone who can change your mind about that,” he said in a mild voice that bordered on flirtatious.

      Felicity appeared to ignore the hint of flattery and firmly shook her head.

      Chuck wrinkled his brow. “I still don’t get what you’re doing down here.”

      “She’s down here so she can get away from the city and think without being questioned half to death,” Brock said, thinking the woman clearly needed a keeper. He was in no way interested in the job, but he wasn’t going to let anyone take advantage of her while she was in his house. The light was beginning to dawn. Her lawyers had probably sent her down here until she cooled on the idea of ditching her fortune. So now she was his problem.

      “Oh,” Chuck said. “Well, after dinner if you’d like a tour around the ranch I’ll be glad to—”

      “We’ve got that heifer ready to drop in the north pasture,” Brock said.

      “I thought you were going to check on that one.”

      “I’m doing the late check tonight. If Miss Chambeau wants to look at the ranch, I’ll take her.” He glanced up at Felicity.

      “That would be nice. I haven’t been out today,” Felicity said, surprise widening her eyes. “Thank you.”

      For the rest of the meal, Tyler took over the conversation and shared a humorous account about one of his young patients. They discussed Bree’s virus. Brock glanced at Felicity. Her breeding showed in her impeccable manners, but there was an empathy in her that he wouldn’t have expected. He noticed she gave the person to whom she was speaking her undivided attention, and lit up the table with her smile. She was no hardship to watch. The men would soon learn that fact. It wouldn’t be long before the whole county knew it. She was going to be one hell of a hardship to keep at the ranch, СКАЧАТЬ