Falling For The Rancher. Roxanne Rustand
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Название: Falling For The Rancher

Автор: Roxanne Rustand

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Вестерны

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isbn: 9781474067881

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СКАЧАТЬ so sorry, honey—but you did see where I was, right?”

      Emma gave an almost imperceptible nod.

      â€œAnd did you see your Sunday school teacher just over there? And you know Beth, and Sophie—” Darcy glanced around. “I even see Hannah in the next row. You were safe, I promise.”

      Emma nodded tearfully, her lower lip trembling.

      â€œStay right with me while I find someone, all right?” Darcy scooped the child up into her arms, and Emma sagged against her shoulder, too tired to answer.

      Darcy tried to make her way through the crowd, but now everyone was out of their chairs, craning their necks to see who was up next as another five handyman volunteers were auctioned in quick succession.

      â€œDr. Logan Maxwell,” the auctioneer shouted above the hubbub. “New guy in town, and already helping the community. Gotta give the guy credit. Doesn’t say what kind of work he can do, but let’s go. Starting at two hundred, folks—who is ready to go?”

      Darcy froze in horror as the auctioneer’s voice slipped into an almost indecipherable sales patter and the crowd fell silent.

      People exchanged glances.

      A few snickered.

      A stage whisper filtered through the room.

      â€œWho’d want to bid for the likes of him? My poor cousin works at the clinic and said she’d soon be out on her ear...”

      Time seemed to stop as more whispers spread through the room. Then the room fell silent once again when the auctioneer dropped the starting bid to a hundred seventy-five. A hundred fifty. “C’mon folks...he’s a real bargain at that. You’ll be helping the kids, and maybe he can even spay your cat.”

      Uneasy laughter rippled through the audience. “How ’bout a hundred twenty-five, then...”

      Darcy desperately scanned the crowd. Surely someone would be glad to grab such a bargain...or maybe just have mercy on him. Right now he was like an outcast, a pariah who would be the talk around town for a long, long time. And from the hard expressions she saw, that wasn’t going to change. Please, Lord, encourage someone to bid.

      Kaycee appeared at Darcy’s side. “This is awful. But on the other hand, he’s mean and he kinda deserves it.”

      â€œNo one ever deserves ridicule, and that’s what will happen,” Darcy said quietly. “He’ll be the only guy who failed to receive a single bid. Ever.”

      â€œHe’s still mean,” Kaycee retorted.

      â€œTo him, the clinic is business, not personal. He’s not changing things out of spite.”

      â€œHe doesn’t know any of us, really,” Kaycee said with a stubborn pout. “And he doesn’t care. Anyway, there’s nothing we can do about it. The rules say no one can win more than one handyman each year. You want Edgar and I have an apartment, so I don’t need a handyman at all.”

      Darcy needed Edgar desperately. It might take all of what little she had in savings to win him—and even that might not be enough.

      Potentially losing her job and trying to move away two months from now would be hard enough. Without his skills, it might be impossible to fix up the cottage enough to sell it in a few months.

      But now empathy for Logan burned through her, taking a hard, painful hold of her heart. Could she stand by and let him become the humiliated laughingstock of the auction if no one bid even a few dollars?

      She elbowed Kaycee sharply. “Bid,” she whispered. “Now.”

      Startled, Kaycee stared at her. “What? I don’t have the money.”

      â€œI’ll pay. Bid against me just to bring it up to a decent amount so it isn’t embarrassing for him, and then I’ll take over. Seventy-five dollars max.”

      â€œIsn’t this dishonest?”

      â€œWe’ll be increasing the youth fund profits, not trying to get a deal,” Darcy whispered back. “And I’ll certainly honor my bid if I do win.”

      Kaycee weakly raised a hand to bid.

      â€œWe’ve got fifty, folks,” the auctioneer cried out jubilantly. “Now, do we have seventy-five...”

      Darcy nodded.

      From across the room, she saw Gladys Rexworth eye her speculatively, and her heart sank.

      â€œEighty,” the older woman barked. Her mouth twisted into a malevolent, superior smirk, and now Darcy realized this was personal.

      Darcy closed her eyes briefly, remembering the run-ins she’d had with the woman in the past.

      She hadn’t wanted Logan to lose face in front of the community. But now this—this would be even worse. Gladys was a wealthy, spiteful woman who seemed to take pleasure in causing others grief with her wicked tongue.

      Darcy didn’t even want to imagine how Gladys might enjoy having the new vet under her thumb, and then spread her vicious comments after setting impossible standards for his work.

      Darcy held Emma a little tighter and swallowed hard. “Eighty-five.”

      Gladys lifted her chin triumphantly. “Two hundred.”

      Please, God, tell me what to do here. Edgar stood next to the podium, awaiting his turn. The man who could swiftly, expertly deal with the most serious projects at the cottage...

      Her shoulders sagged. “Two twenty-five.”

      Gladys’s eyes widened and mouth narrowed. Then she shook her head.

      â€œThe vet is the bestseller so far tonight, folks,” the auctioneer crowed. “And our lady vet is the winner! Could this mean there’s a little romance in the air?”

      Darcy groaned and ran a palm down her face at the titter of laughter in the audience.

      â€œNow for the last opportunity of the night, we have...” The auctioneer droned on.

      A sudden gasp spread through the crowd, and every head turned toward the back entrance.

      Dr. Maxwell stood in the open doorway—windblown, disheveled and breathing hard, as if he’d run all the way from the clinic. His incredulous gaze shifted from the auctioneer to Darcy. “What on earth is going on here? I never—”

      With Emma still in her arms, Darcy hurried to his side, looped an arm through his, and hauled him back outside. “Everything is fine, folks,” she called over her shoulder. “He’s just surprised to find he’s worth that much. I sure am.”

      As she shut the СКАЧАТЬ