Rodeo Daddy. B.J. Daniels

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      “If you told my father, I know he would have—”

      “He didn’t come out to the corral that morning to ask my thoughts on the rustling problem, Chelsea,” he snapped. “He came with a check for ten thousand dollars and the threat of the sheriff if I didn’t leave the ranch at once.”

      She felt sick, knowing what that had done to a man like Jack. “If only you had come to me—”

      He let out a snort. “You’re kidding yourself.” He narrowed his gaze. “Did your brother believe you when you told him I didn’t rustle the cattle? You did tell him, didn’t you?” He must have seen the answer in her face. “That’s what I thought. Don’t you see? It doesn’t matter if I rustled your cattle or not.”

      “It matters to me,” she said defiantly.

      He laughed. “Well, you’re the only one. Now that you’ve found out everything you came for—”

      “I’m going to prove to my brother that you were innocent,” she declared. “I’m going to clear your name.”

      He shook his head as if he couldn’t believe what she’d said and was amused by it. “Even if you could, do you really think it would change anything?”

      “Yes. You’re trying to sell my brother short. You’ve already done that with my father and me.”