Reuniting With The Cowboy. Shannon Vannatter Taylor

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      If only Mom could have brought the soup over. But by the time Ally got back to warm it, Mom had already showered and was in her pajamas.

      As long as he’d been in the hospital and then rehab, Ally hadn’t worried about him. But obviously, she hadn’t realized how banged up he was. With him living next door and unable to walk across his own yard, he was like a magnet. Seeing him again, and seeing him in pain, had brought old feelings flooding back.

      Staying away from Cody was the smart thing to do. But he could barely walk, much less cook. Especially with no appliances. He needed her help.

      “So where have you been since you left the rehab center?” She leaned her hip against the breakfast bar.

      “I stayed with Grandpa in Medina until this morning.” He stood across the island from her, making quick work of the soup.

      “Medina is almost a six-hour trip. You should be resting.” She scanned the open floor plan, just to keep from looking at those mesmerizing eyes. Large roomy kitchen with a peninsula and a big eat-in area. The former owner had installed new cabinets and tiled floors a few years back, but Cody didn’t have a stick of furniture. No pictures or personal items, nothing on the paneled walls. Not to mention necessities like a refrigerator. “Do you at least have a bed?”

      “Grandpa sent one with me from his spare room until I get my own.”

      “So instead of resting in your borrowed bed—” she rolled her eyes “—you try and walk to my house on uneven ground after your doctor warned you to be careful? What were you thinking?”

      “Taco soup.” He grinned, deepening the cleft in his chin. “And four-layer delight.”

      Her heart did a flip. He seemed a bit more serious and mature than the Cody she’d always known. Until it came to food.

      He wolfed down another spoonful of soup. “Mmm.”

      Gravel crunched in the drive and vehicle doors opened, then closed.

      “Expecting company?”

      “No one knows I’m here.”

      Ally peered between the miniblind slats. “A blue pickup.”

      “Oh no, they’ve found me.” Cody hung his head.

      “Who?” Ally frowned.

      “My folks.” His tone was filled with dread.

      Why? He’d always had a great relationship with his family. Unless something had happened between them. “They didn’t bring you home?”

      “One of Grandpa’s ranch hands was headed to Fort Worth to buy a bull. I hitched a ride with him.”

      “Why?”

      “I don’t want to be fussed over.”

      Audra Warren, Cody’s mom, entered first without knocking. “Cody, what were you thinking?” She splayed her hands. “Grandpa said you came home to surprise us.”

      His dad, Wayne, followed. “We were worried when you didn’t answer your cell.”

      “I forgot to charge it.”

      Despite Ally’s attempt to blend into the corner, Audra noticed her. “Ally? How nice to see you.”

      “You, too.” She waved her fingers.

      “Why all the secrecy?” Audra’s attention swung back to Cody. “We had to call the local Realtor to even find out where you were.” Her eyes were teary, a testimony to a mother’s love and worry over her recently injured son.

      “I just didn’t want a bunch of fuss.” Cody hugged his mother, evidently feeling guilty now for upsetting her. “I’m pushing thirty—I don’t need a lot of fanfare. And I figured y’all would insist I stay with you. I just wanted to come home. To a place of my own.”

      “We love you, Cody.” Audra sniffled. “We merely want to help you get settled. But if you’d stay with us, we could at least gather the furniture we all have in storage and get this place livable for you.”

      “You should have called.” Wayne’s jaw tensed. “Your mother was worried sick.”

      “Sorry, Mom. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

      “You don’t even have a bed.” Audra’s voice cracked. “You can’t stay here.”

      “That’s the one thing I do have. I’m fine.”

      “I guess I should just be glad you’re well enough to be home.” Audra pushed away from him and gave Ally a quick hug. “Just like old times with you looking after Cody. Thanks for seeing to him.”

      “No problem.” Act natural. She and Cody had been friends since grade school. That was all he was to her, a friend. “I brought a dessert to welcome my new neighbor, but once I saw it was Cody and he didn’t even have a microwave, I brought soup over.”

      “Isn’t this some setup?” Wayne winked at Ally. “You and Cody right next door to each other. Y’all could get into all kinds of mischief.”

      Like the mischief they’d gotten into twelve years ago. No way. Ally’s lips would steer clear of Cody Warren this go-round.

      In fact, all of her would. “Since y’all are here, I’m gonna go.”

      Cody grabbed her hand. “I wish you’d stay. We’ve still got catching up to do.”

      Electricity moved up her arm. Ally pulled away. “I’ve got chores to do and a surgery in the morning. It’s good seeing y’all.” She aimed for the door and put it in high gear.

      Distance. She’d have to keep lots of distance between her and Cody. Her heart couldn’t take any more teasing.

      * * *

      Cody scanned his cozy house, grateful to have a loving family. Even though they sometimes smothered him.

      Only twenty-four hours since his parents had caught up with him and his new house was already furnished. There would have been even more fuss if he’d told his family he was leaving Grandpa’s. And if he’d accepted a ride home from his parents, he’d have likely ended up at their house. Yet because of them, he actually had a table to sit at to savor his last serving of four-layer delight.

      In a day’s time, his dad and his brother, Mitch, had brought over Mitch’s old dining room set, appliances and dual recliner couch, along with Cody’s old bedroom suite from when he lived at home. He’d moved out twelve years ago and Mitch had given up his bachelor pad two years ago, but they had kept everything. His family officially ranked as hoarders.

      The rich coffee aroma still permeated his house, as they’d offered him countless cups throughout the day.

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