Home for Good. Jessica Keller

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      “I promise. What is it?”

      “I told Jericho that I like Samantha.”

      Ali’s heart started beating again. “Oh, honey, you told me that months ago.”

      “That’s not the secret.”

      “What is, then?”

      “Jericho said you were pretty.”

      Ali rolled her eyes. “Secret’s out. He told me that, too.”

      “But then I told him if he thinks that, he should marry you.”

      “You didn’t!”

      Chance gave two nods. “He said he liked that marrying part.”

      She popped a hand on her hip. “And where is Mr. Jericho right now?”

      “He had to clean up, so I told him to use the hose out back and not to go in the house because I knew you’d yell at him. Remember when Drover and I played in the puddle and then we went in the kitchen and you were so mad you turned red? I told Jericho about that, and he said he’d better take his chances with the cold hose.”

      “He did, did he? Hey, can you do me a huge favor and find Rider for me? Let him know I need to talk to him about the fences.”

      The ranch—and maybe Chance—were in danger. If Jericho wanted to keep them safe, he needed to leave them alone. That thought propelled her forward. Drover trotted beside her, banging into her leg as Ali rounded the back of the house.

      * * *

      Jericho crouched. With the hose pressed between his arm and side, water splashed out in front of him. He rubbed his grease-covered hands together under the stream.

      The Silvers’ dog, Drover, pounced forward, snapping at the fountain. “Crazy dog. You’re going to get all wet.” Jericho laughed and backed up, right into someone. He peeked over his shoulder and spotted Ali, her eyes wide as the moon in surprise. Looking all cute and startled.