Justice at Cardwell Ranch. B.J. Daniels

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      But if this man was the new hired hand, why would he be interested in the Justice-Cardwell family cemetery? She felt the skin on the back of her neck prickle. There was something about this cowboy … His face had been in shadow from the brim of his hat. When he’d stopped at one of the graves and had taken his hat off, head bowed, she still hadn’t been able to see more than his profile from where she sat astride her horse.

      Shifting in the saddle, she’d tried to get a better look. He must have heard the creak of leather or sensed her presence. His head came up, his gaze darting right to the spot where she sat. He looked startled at first, then confused as if he was trying to place her.

      She blinked, not sure she could trust her eyes. Jordan Cardwell?

      He looked completely different from the arrogant man in the expensive three-piece suit she’d crossed paths with six years ago. He wore jeans, a button-up shirt and work boots. He looked tanned and stronger as if he’d been doing manual labor. There was only a hint of the earlier arrogance in his expression, making him more handsome than she remembered.

      She saw the exact moment when he recognized her. Bitterness burned in his dark gaze as a small resentful smile tugged at his lips.

      Oh, yes, it was Jordan Cardwell all right, she thought, wondering what had made her think he was handsome just moments before or—even harder to believe, that he might have changed.

      Six years ago he’d been the number one suspect in a murder as well as a suspect in an attempted murder. Liza had been the deputy who’d taken his fingerprints.

      She wondered now what he was doing not only back in the canyon, but also on the ranch he and his siblings had fought so hard to take from their sister Dana.

      DANA SAVAGE LAY BACK ON THE examining table, nervously picking at a fingernail. “I can’t remember the last time I saw my feet,” she said with a groan.

      Dr. Pamela Burr laughed. “This might feel a little cold.”

      Dana tried not to flinch as the doctor applied clear jelly to her huge stomach. She closed her eyes and waited until she heard the heartbeats before she opened them again. “So everything is okay?”

      “Your babies appear to be doing fine. Don’t you want to look?”

      Dana didn’t look at the monitor. “You know Hud. He’s determined to be surprised. Just like the last two. So I don’t dare look.” She shot a glance at her husband. He stood next to her, his gaze on her, not the screen. He smiled, but she could see he was worried.

      The doctor shut off the machine. “As for the spotting …”

      Dana felt her heart drop as she saw the concern in Dr. Burr’s expression.

      “I’m going to have to insist on bed rest for these last weeks,” she said. “Let’s give these babies the best start we can by leaving them where they are for now.” She looked to Hud.

      “You can count on me,” he said. “It’s Dana you need to convince.”

      Dana sat up and laid her hands over her extended stomach. She felt the twins moving around in the cramped space. Poor babies. “Okay.”

      “You understand what bed rest means?” the doctor asked. “No ranch business, no getting up except to shower and use the bathroom. You’re going to need help with Hank and Mary.”

      That was putting it mildly when you had a four- and five-year-old who were wild as the canyon where they lived.

      “I’m sure Hud—”

      “You’ll need more than his help.” The doctor pressed a piece of paper into her hand. “These are several women you might call that I’ve used before.”

      Dana didn’t like the idea of bringing in a stranger to take care of Hud and the kids, but the babies kicked and she nodded.

      “Doc said I was going to have to watch you like a hawk,” Hud told her on the way home. Apparently while she was getting dressed, Dr. Burr had been bending his ear, down the hall in her office. “You always try to do too much. With the kids, the ranch, me—”

      “I’ll be good.”

      He gave her a disbelieving look.

      “Marshal, would you like a sworn affidavit?”

      He grinned over at her. “Actually, I’m thinking about handcuffing you to the bed. I reckon it will be the only way I can keep you down for a day let alone weeks.”

      Dana groaned as she realized how hard it was going to be to stay in bed. “What about Hank and Mary? They won’t understand why their mommy can’t be up and around, let alone outside with them and their animals.” Both of them had their own horses and loved to ride.

      “I’ve already put in for a leave. Liza can handle things. Anyway, it’s in between resort seasons so it’s quiet.”

      September through the middle of November was slow around Big Sky with the summer tourists gone and ski season still at least a month away.

      Dana knew October was probably a better time than any other for her husband to be off work. That wasn’t the problem. “Hud, I hate to see you have to babysit me and the kids.”

      “It’s not babysitting when it’s your wife and kids, Dana.”

      “You know what I mean. There are the kids and the ranch—”

      “Honey, you’ve been trying to do it all for too long.”

      She had been juggling a lot of balls for some time now, but Hud always helped on the weekends. Their ranch manager, Warren Fitzpatrick, was getting up in years so he had really slowed down. But Warren was a fixture around the ranch, one she couldn’t afford to replace. More than anything, she loved the hands-on part of ranching so she spent as much time as she could working the land.

      When she’d found out she was pregnant this time she’d been delighted, but a little worried how she was going to handle another child right now.

      Then the doctor had told her she was having twins. Twins? Seriously?

      “Are you all right?” Hud asked as he placed his hand over hers and squeezed.

      She smiled and nodded. “I’m always all right when I’m with you.”

      He gave her hand another squeeze before he went back to driving. “I’m taking you home. Then I’ll go by the shop and pick up the kids.” Her friend Hilde had the kids in Big Sky. “But I’d better not find out you were up and about while I was gone.”

      Dana shook her head and made a cross with her finger over her heart. She lay back and closed her eyes, praying as she had since the spotting had begun that the babies she was carrying would be all right. Mary and Hank were so excited about the prospect of two little brothers or sisters. She couldn’t disappoint them.

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