The Rancher's City Girl. Patricia Johns

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      Eloise nodded and Cory’s boots reverberated on the wooden floor as he headed out, his arms flexed under the weight of the luggage. She caught herself watching his muscular form as he strode back out to the truck. He was strong in a way she didn’t often see. This wasn’t muscle tone from working out at a gym—this was strength from hard, manual labor, and it looked different somehow, more natural. She tore her gaze away, her cheeks heating in embarrassment. Robert didn’t seem to notice, much to her relief.

      It didn’t take long for their items to be stashed in the back of the pickup, and Eloise wheeled Robert out the side door and down the ramp. They settled the old man in the backseat of the four-door truck, his oxygen beside him. Cory then gave Eloise a hand up into the front seat before heading around to the driver’s side.

      “Are you comfortable, Robert?” Eloise asked.

      “It’ll do.”

      Cory hopped up into the driver’s seat, the scent of his aftershave wafting through the cab. She knew he was a tall man, but proximity to him made him seem larger still. His broad hands slid over the steering wheel as he eased away from the curb, and he gave her a smile.

      “I guess we’ll all get to know each other a little bit,” Cory said as he pulled out of the drive and into the street. “I think you’ll like it out there in Blaine County, sir.”

      “You might as well call me Robert, too,” the old man sighed. “All these formal manners are agonizing.”

      “Thanks. Have you always lived in town?” Cory tried again.

      “All my life.”

      “So you must know a lot of people.”

      “I know them. I don’t like them, but I know them.”

      Cory laughed. “You’re direct, I’ll give you that.”

      Mr. Bessler heaved a dry laugh.

      “You said you were an accountant,” Cory tried again.

      “Sure was.”

      “You must like working with numbers then.”

      “I liked a steady paycheck. A married man has to provide.”

      “So you didn’t like your job?”

      “It was okay. I didn’t hate it. Can’t say I was passionate about taxes or anything, though.”

      “So what did you like?” Cory glanced into the rearview mirror. “There must have been something.”

      “I had a horse,” the old man said quietly. “I liked the horse.”

      They fell into silence, and Eloise settled comfortably into the seat. They were talking, and she felt gratified. Maybe it wasn’t her business, but she was glad to see the old man connecting with his son somehow.

      “What kind of horse did you have?” Cory asked.

      “Look, no offense, but I’m tired. Talk to her for a bit.”

      Cory and Eloise exchanged a look and Eloise smothered a smile. She knew her patient well enough to fully expect his bad humor, but she suspected his son wouldn’t find his cantankerous nature quite so charming.

      “You seem in a hurry to get back,” Eloise commented.

      He nodded. “Like I said before, calving is a busy time.”

      “What happens?”

      He eyed her uncertainly. “I get the feeling that you aren’t much of a country girl.”

      Eloise shrugged. “I grew up in Billings and moved out here for this position with your father. This is about as rural as I’m used to.”

      “I appreciate you coming along. You’re getting me out of a bind.”

      “What sorts of injuries should I expect?”

      “Sprains, dislocations, cuts and lacerations. Nothing we want to waste time on a hospital visit to get treated. I’ve got fifty-four ranch hands doing everything from cattle wrangling to maintenance and upkeep around the place.”

      Soft snoring rumbled from the backseat, and Eloise turned to find Robert sound asleep, his bird-like chest rising and falling.

      The fields, fenced by rusty barbed wire, slipped past the window. The highway shot straight through an expanse of fields, the vast landscape dwarfed only by the sky. Huge, boiling cumulus clouds rolled overhead, their shadows slipping silently over the rolling land.

      “You said you have a partner at the ranch,” she said, changing the subject.

      “Zack.” Cory nodded. “He’s a good friend. When my grandfather passed away, he left the ranch to me and two other cousins. I bought them out, and Zack and his wife, Nora, joined me in running the place. They’re my management team. He’s got a stake in it, of course, but the ranch is mine.” He paused for a moment. “Nora is going to be overjoyed to see you.”

      “Because I’m a woman?”

      Cory laughed, the sound deep and full. “No, because you’re single and of marriageable age. She’ll try to set us up, you can count on that.”

      Eloise felt heat in her cheeks once more. Cory’s gaze lingered on her for a moment before he put his attention back on the road.

      “Just don’t take it personally,” he said, “and we should escape unscathed.”

      Eloise had to admit that being set up with a handsome cowboy like Cory wasn’t exactly a hardship. She stole a glance in his direction. He tapped a rhythm on the top of the steering wheel, his expression relaxed.

      “And what’s kept you single all these years?” Eloise asked.

      Cory raised his eyebrows. He took a deep breath. “I haven’t been single this whole time. I was engaged once.”

      Eloise eyed him curiously. She’d assumed he was the type who didn’t want to be tied down. She’d come across that kind one too many times in her life, and she found herself pleasantly surprised that Cory wasn’t one of that motley crew.

      “What happened?”

      “It didn’t work out.”

      “Why not?” Eloise knew she was pressing, but he knew the worst about her relationship, so it only seemed fair.

      “She left me at the altar.”

      “Ouch.” Eloise winced. “Did she explain at all?”

      “She left a letter back at the house. She said she couldn’t live the ranch life after all. She wanted to see what the city had to offer her, and I wasn’t that flexible. We wanted different things, it turned out.”

      Eloise nodded. She could understand that well enough. Sometimes when a couple both wanted the same thing—like a baby—and it didn’t СКАЧАТЬ