Roping Ray Mccullen. Rita Herron

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СКАЧАТЬ watched a palomino at the top of a hill in the pasture as it stood alone, seemingly looking down at three horses galloping along together. Just like that lone horse, she had stood on the periphery of the funeral a few days ago, her heart aching, her anguish nearly overwhelming her.

      Yet she’d felt like an outsider. She hadn’t spoken to the brothers. Had sensed they wouldn’t want her to share their grief.

      She wasn’t part of that family. No, she’d lived with Barbara and Bobby, the other family Joe had kept secret.

      The one the McCullen boys knew nothing about.

      Well...except for Ray. And he didn’t know about her or Bobby...just Barbara.

      Still, Joe had been the closest thing she’d ever had to a father.

      She swiped at a tear, her hands trembling as she unfolded the letter he’d left for her before he’d passed.

      My dearest Scarlet,

      I was blessed to have sons, but I never had a daughter—until I met you.

      My sweet girl, the moment I saw you in that orphanage and looked into those big, sad, blue eyes, you stole my heart. I admired your strength, your spunk and your determination to make it in this world, no matter what hard knocks life doled out for you.

      You taught me how to be a better man, that family is not all about blood.

      I’m sorry I didn’t have the courage to tell my sons about you and Barbara and Bobby when I was alive. In my own way, I thought I was protecting them, and protecting the three of you by keeping the two parts of my life separate.

      Truthfully, Barbara and I...we were over a long time ago. She knew that and so did I. But I’m trying to do right by all of you now.

      If you’re reading this, you must have received the envelope I left for you. I have willed you a sum of money to help you make a fresh start, and a piece of ranch land with a small cabin on it for your own home.

      Bobby will also receive a share, although you know that he resents me, and he’s had his troubles, so I have placed stipulations on his inheritance.

      But you...my dear, I know you will use your inheritance to further our work at The Family Farm and help the children, and that you will treasure everything Horseshoe Creek has to offer.

      Ranching and living off the land has always been in the McCullen blood, and in our hearts.

      Know that you are in my heart, as well.

      Love always,

      Joe

      Scarlet folded the letter again and slipped it inside the envelope, then shifted her Wrangler into Drive and wove down the path to the farmhouse Joe called home.

      She wiped at a tear as she parked, and for a moment, she sat and admired the sprawling house with the big porch. It looked so homey and inviting that she could easily picture Joe here with his sons, enjoying family time riding on the land, big dinners over a table piled with homemade food and fishing in Horseshoe Creek.

      But she had a bad feeling those sons wouldn’t welcome her.

      Her stomach twisted at the idea of rejection, and she considered turning around and fleeing. Never contacting the McCullens and claiming what Joe had left her. Disappearing from Pistol Whip and starting over somewhere else.

      Barbara and Bobby didn’t care about her. No one did.

      Except Joe. He’d seen something in her that had inspired her to be a better person.

      He’d made her feel loved, as if she was important, when she’d never felt loved or part of a family before.

      She looked down at Joe’s handwriting again and remembered his words, and opened the door of her vehicle.

      Joe had loved her and wanted her to have a piece of his land to remember him by.

      She wanted it, too.

      Like Joe said, she’d had hard knocks. She was a survivor and a fighter. But she also deserved love and a home.

      She took a deep breath, strode up the porch steps to the front door, raised her fist and knocked.

      * * *

      RAY STARED AT the suitcase he’d brought with him when he’d come home, glad he hadn’t unpacked.

      The itch to leave Horseshoe Creek burned in his belly. The burden of his father’s secret was just too damn much.

      But the lawyer handling their father’s will had been out of town, so they still hadn’t dealt with that. And it would be something to deal with.

      Maddox had also shocked him by asking him and Brett to stand up for him at Maddox’s wedding to Rose.

      Dammit, seeing his oldest brother happy and in love had done something to him. Not that the brothers had repaired their relationship completely, but two weeks back together on the ranch had mellowed their fighting.

      While Maddox and Rose were on their honeymoon, Ray had agreed to oversee the daily running of the ranch. He’d forgotten how much he liked riding and driving cattle.

      Brett was busy drawing up plans for the house he and Willow were building for them and their son. They had married in a private ceremony, then moved in to one of the cabins on the property until their dream house was ready. Meanwhile, watching Brett with his little boy, Sam, had stirred up feelings Ray didn’t even know he had.

      Like envy.

      He shifted, uncomfortable with his thoughts. It wasn’t as if he wanted to get married or have a family. Not after the way his own had gotten screwed up.

      He liked being alone. Liked hanging out in bars, meeting women who demanded nothing from him but a good night of sex. Liked owning his own private investigations business. He could take whatever case he wanted, travel to another state without answering to anyone and come home when he damn well pleased.

      It’ll all be over soon, he reminded himself. Maddox and Rose would be back in a couple of days.

      And so would Darren Bush, the lawyer handling the will.

      Of course, if his father had made provisions for that woman in his will as he’d implied in his private conversation with Ray, the storm would hit.

      Maddox and Brett would both be pissed as hell.

      Maybe they could pay off the woman and she’d be out of their lives forever.

      Then Ray could go back to his own life. Sink himself into a case and forget about family and being the outcast.

      The front doorbell dinged, and Ray waited for Mama Mary, the family housekeeper and the woman who’d raised him and his brothers after their mother died, to answer it. But it dinged again, and he remembered she’d made a trip into town for groceries, so he jogged down the stairs.

      When he opened the door, he was surprised to see a woman standing on the porch. Instinctively heat СКАЧАТЬ