To Tempt a Cowgirl. Jeannie Watt

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      “Are you handy with plumbing tools?”

      There was the briefest hesitation before he said, “I don’t think I have any lying around.”

      “I have the tools. I just need some muscle and know-how.”

      “Be right over.”

      * * *

      WATER WAS FLOWING across the driveway when Gabe drove in.

      “We need to shut off the main,” he said as soon as he got out of his car.

      Dani gave him a frazzled look. “I’d love to do that, but I have no idea where this one is. I turned off the two I know about, but no luck, so I called Allie and she’s calling her ex-husband, and I should have an answer—”

      The phone buzzed in her hand and she turned her back to Gabe as she answered.

      “Thank goodness...yes, I’m sure he was happy you had to call him...” Dani started walking “Right...yeah, I know...he’s where? Well, at least that’s good to know.”

      Gabe followed as she walked around the barn and kicked dirt off a round cover with one foot. He lifted it, revealing a couple of faucets a good arm’s length down the hole.

      “I guess if we turn off both of them, it should handle everything,” Dani said to him, then into the phone she said, “My neighbor. Everyone I know is at work...of course it makes sense.”

      Gabe lowered himself to the ground and shoved his hand into the pipe, gritting his teeth as he worked to turn the stubborn handles with little more than the tips of his fingers.

      “Is there a key?” Dani asked into the phone. “Thanks. I’ll look.” Dani disappeared into the barn and came out with a long metal fork that she bent down to give him. “Use this.”

      Gabe pushed himself to a sitting position, took the fork and shoved it down the hole, using the tines to twist off the faucet. The flow from the closest broken standpipe slowed to a trickle within a matter of seconds.

      “Yes, it worked,” Dani said. “Thanks, Al. I know this wasn’t easy...yeah. I will. Promise. Drive safe.”

      Dani clicked the phone off and dropped it into her pocket. “Thanks. I kind of panicked when I couldn’t find the main and Allie was out of cell range.”

      “Sure thing,” he said, brushing the loose dirt off his side. “Let’s take a look at the problem.”

      The problem was that the two standpipes had been snapped off at ground level.

      “This is strange,” he muttered.

      “Yeah,” Dani agreed.

      “I’ll need a shovel.”

      “You don’t have to fix them,” she said. “I just needed help shutting the damned water off.”

      “And I don’t have a whole lot to do right now.” He gave her a long look and Dani finally nodded.

      “I’ll get a shovel.”

      A few minutes later he’d dug around the pipe to the point that they had something to work with. “Are all your standpipes PVC?” he asked.

      “Only the ones that Kyle, my ex-brother-in-law, put in. He was all about saving a buck.”

      Gabe surveyed the place for a moment, taking in the run-down appearance despite the fact that everything had been recently painted. It also appeared that Kyle wasn’t too deeply into working hard, either. No wonder rumor had it that he’d wanted to sell before Dani’s sister had filed for divorce. It was easier than maintaining the place. Now if he could just convince Dani that the property was better off in other hands...but no. Instead of doing that, he was helping her fix the place.

      Neal would love it if he could see this. Gabe was going to keep this bit of information to himself.

      The pipe hadn’t cracked below the surface as Gabe had feared. It was a somewhat clean break, one that could be sawed off and coupled to the original stand.

      “All you need is an inch-and-a-half coupling, some PVC cement and a hacksaw.”

      “I have a hacksaw and I’m pretty sure the hardware guy can talk me through the rest.”

      And he was pretty certain he was going to do what he could to help her out—if she would let him. But there were things about his situation that bothered him. “I have to ask,” he said, leaning on the shovel, “is this the way your life always goes? Crisis to crisis?”

      “Pretty much,” she said with a faint smile. “I think it’s my personality.”

      “But this doesn’t seem like an accident. Not unless you have some pretty damned big gophers around here.”

      An odd look crossed her face as she tilted up her chin. “It had to be. I mean...what else could it be?”

      “Two snapped standpipes?”

      He stabbed the shovel into the ground and crossed the distance between them, stopping short when her gaze shot up warily. “Maybe you should report this to the authorities. The mare, the standpipes—it just seems odd.”

      “Yeah. Maybe so.”

      “No maybes, Dani. It’s odd.”

      “This isn’t exactly something I want to report to the authorities.”

      “Why not?”

      “Because Kyle is a deputy sheriff.”

      “All the more reason to report it. Especially if you think he might be involved.”

      “He’s on vacation right now.”

      “But where was he when these pipes got snapped? Call.”

      She held his eyes for a moment, her troubled hazel gaze meeting his no-nonsense expression dead-on. Then she said, “You’re right. You want to come in while I look up the number?”

      A break. She trusted him—at least enough to let him in her house.

       CHAPTER FOUR

      GABE FOLLOWED DANI through the front gate and up the walk to the two-story house. It was sturdily built, with classic Victorian lines, and he wondered if it would be possible to move it to a different location on the property. In the rough plans he’d drawn up, the main lodge would stand where the house was now. The fields beyond would become the golf course. The barns, fences and outbuildings would have to go.

      Dani opened the door and then glanced back over her shoulder at him before walking inside. Her footsteps echoed, rousing the big dog enough for him to raise his head.

      “You, uh, seem to be lacking furniture.” There was a recliner with a small folding table at СКАЧАТЬ