The Lonesome Rancher / Finding Happily-Ever-After. Marie Ferrarella

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      Would Clay have accepted her as his daughter if he’d known about her? Did he know about her and walk away anyway? She couldn’t help but wonder what it would have been like to come here to live.

      She sighed. She couldn’t think about that. She hadn’t had a perfect life growing up but there was never a doubt that Mother loved her. Still the past few months had been difficult, trying to grasp the fact that her identity had all been a lie. She wasn’t a Hamilton, and there was a good possibility she was a Merrick. Was it crazy to want to know where she’d come from? To discover who she was.

      Curious about ranch life, she was itching to go out and experience it all. But she didn’t want to get in anyone’s way, especially Sloan’s. Even though he was only a stepson, he was truly Clay’s son. They had a special bond.

      What would happen when he learned the real story? The man didn’t trust easily. She’d probably be run out of town.

      No. She couldn’t let anyone find out yet, if ever. Not before she talked to Clay. She was pretty sure how they’d react and right now she’d settle for a little piece of Clay Merrick’s life. She stepped off the porch, and headed toward the barn. She decided she wanted to see the filly again.

      She walked through the double doors, and found Bud talking with one of the hands. “Well, hello, Jade.”

      “Hi, Bud. Is it okay to visit the filly?”

      His smile turned into a grin. “I don’t see why not. Come on, I’ll go with you.” Together they walked down to the last stall. Immediately Polly came to the railing to greet them.

      Bud spoke up, “Hello, Mama. Look who I brought by to see ya.”

      The horse made a nickering sound and moved toward Jade. Jade tensed at first, but slowly began to relax recalling their connection during the birthing. “Hi, Polly.”

      The horse pushed her muzzle against her arm. Jade reached up and began petting the large animal. Polly was eager for some affection. “Hello, girl. How’s your baby today?”

      The animal bobbed her head and blew out a loud breath.

      “Now, that’s one happy mama,” Bud teased and they both laughed.

      “I guess I missed the joke.”

      They both turned to see Sloan standing in the aisle. He didn’t look any happier than he had at Rory’s.

      “Hey, Sloan,” Bud said. “Jade came out to check on Polly.”

      With one look from Sloan, Jade felt as if she was doing something wrong. “I hope you don’t mind.”

      “Not as long as you don’t go wandering around by yourself,” he told her. “You aren’t used to ranch life.”

      She felt a sudden anger. That wasn’t her fault. “Then I guess I should learn the ins and outs, so I won’t get caught in a cattle stampede or something.”

      “With the roundup scheduled for next week it’s going to be busy around here, that’s all. You could get hurt.”

      She straightened. “I’ll stay out of the way, Mr. Merrick. I better get back to my responsibilities.” She smiled at the foreman. “Thank you, Bud.”

      “Anytime, darlin’, you just call on old Bud.”

      “Excuse me,” she said, then hurried off down the aisle.

      Sloan glanced at the disappointment on Bud’s face, realizing that he’d spoken harshly. Then he watched Jade until she disappeared through the doors.

      “Well, I’m willing to guess your daddy would be ashamed of how you handled that.”

      Sloan turned back to his foreman. “What? She’s my mother’s nurse. She shouldn’t be out here.”

      “Why not? Is she chained to the house?” He whipped off his hat. “You didn’t have any problem with her out here yesterday when you needed her.”

      “That was different. We were all here.” His words even sounded lame to him. “Besides, she’ll be leaving soon.”

      “I think anyone who has the smarts to go through college and get a degree would be able to find their way around a ranch without getting into trouble.” His gaze moved over Sloan. “But maybe not.”

      “What was that supposed to mean?”

      “You’re a smart college guy. Seems to me you ought to be able to figure out why one cute, green-eyed filly sets you off.”

      He stiffened, recalling a different time, a different woman. “I won’t be fooled again by a pretty face. It’s a waste of time and trouble when all they want to do is change you.”

      Bud sighed, and pushed his hat back off his forehead. “Now there’s your first mistake, son, thinking they’re all the same.” He glanced down the aisle toward Jade. “I’m thinkin’ this one could be a keeper.”

      It wasn’t until the following evening that Sloan conceded Bud had been partly right. His attitude toward Jade Hamilton had been uncalled for. The only reason he could come up with was the one old Bud hinted about, that the woman was one big distraction. She had only been here a few days, and she’d been in his head constantly. Yet, there was something about her that still nagged at him.

      Okay, she was a beautiful woman. He’d seen the interest she’d gotten from other men, including Matt Rafferty. Why had it bothered him? He wanted to think because he was protective of her because of Matt’s carousing ways, but he knew the real reason: he was attracted to her, too. That could mean trouble for so many reasons. First and foremost, she was his mother’s nurse and he didn’t want anything to interfere with his mother’s recovery.

      Then there was the fact he didn’t want to put himself out there again. Once before he’d thought he’d found a woman he could love. Crystal had seemed perfect for him, for the ranch life. Then he learned that he was being used because of the Merrick name. And his bad judgment cost them all a lot.

      No. He wasn’t about to let that happen again.

      He walked through the back door and saw Jade all fresh and pretty. She looked up. Her eyes drew him, causing an awareness that was so strong and so intense he had to work to slow his breathing. He definitely wasn’t thinking with his head anymore.

      “Hello, son,” his mother called, drawing his attention away.

      “Oh, hi, Mom.” Then he saw piles of fabric squares scattered on the table, and he asked, “How was your afternoon?”

      She glanced at him. “Oh, it was lovely. When I saw all the girls yesterday, they convinced me, even if I can’t hand sew right now that I still need to get back into quilting. So Jade’s helping me sort through some fabric, and we’re pinning it.” She shrugged. “Maybe I’ll even attempt to use the cutter.”

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