B.J. Daniels.

Wedding at Cardwell Ranch


In Montana for his brothers nuptials, Jackson Cardwell isnt looking to be anybodys hero. But the Texas single father knows a beautiful lady in distress when he meets her. Someones hell-bent on making Allie Taylor think shes losing her mind. Jacksons determined to unmask the perpand guard the widowed wedding planner and her little girl with his life.

Allie has no idea who wants to harm her and take her daughter away. The truth is even more shocking. For Allies past has stalked her to Cardwell Ranch. And not even the sexy cowboy who awakens irresistible passion may be able to save her from a killer with a chilling agenda.

The highly anticipated continuation of the Cardwell Ranch Collection, read by more than 2 MILLION!

You cant push me away.

Jackson lifted her chin with his fingers so she couldnt avoid his gaze. Their faces were only a few inches apart.

What if I am crazy? Allies voice broke. Crazy like a fox? The first of the fireworks exploded, showering down a glittering red, white and blue light on the meadow below them. The boom echoed in her chest as another exploded to the oohs and ahhs of the wedding party. She felt scalding tears burn her throat.

Jackson couldnt bear to see Allie like this. He pulled her to him and, dropping his mouth to hers, kissed her. She leaned into him, letting him draw her even closer as the kiss deepened. Fireworks lit the night, booming in a blaze of glittering light before going dark again.

Desire ignited his blood. He wanted Allie like hed never wanted anyone or anything before.

Wedding at Cardwell Ranch

B.J. Daniels


New York Times bestselling author B.J. DANIELS wrote her first book after a career as an award-winning newspaper journalist and author of thirty-seven published short stories. That first book, Odd Man Out, received a fourand-a-half-star review from RT Book Reviews and went on to be nominated for Best Intrigue that year. Since then, she has won numerous awards, including a career achievement award for romantic suspense and many nominations and awards for best book.

Daniels lives in Montana with her husband, Parker, and two springer spaniels, Spot and Jem. When she isnt writing, she snowboards, camps, boats and plays tennis. Daniels is a member of Mystery Writers of America, Sisters in Crime, International Thriller Writers, Kiss of Death and Romance Writers of America.

To contact her, write to B.J. Daniels, PO Box 1173, Malta, MT 59538, USA, or e-mail her at bjdaniels@mtintouch.net. Check out her website, www.bjdaniels.com.


Jackson CardwellThe Texas cowboy only came to Montana with his son Ford to attend his brother Tags wedding, not to get involved with the wedding planner.

Allie Knight TaylorThe widowed wedding planner thought she was losing her minduntil she met the Texas cowboy and lost her heart.

Natalie TaylorThe five-year-old was worried about her mother, Allie.

Did she have good reason to worry?

Belinda AndrewsThe wedding photographer was Allies best friend. Or was she?

Megan FairchildAllies half sister only wanted what was best for her sister and niece, right?

Nick TaylorWhile legally dead, he wasnt forgotten, since he was still haunting his wife, Allie.

Drew TaylorHe wanted the woman his brother Nick had married. But was he willing to kill to have Allie?

Mildred TaylorEveryone was afraid of the matriarch of the family and would do anything she asked. But how far would she go?

Sarah TaylorTo her mothers disgust, she found solace in food and liked her life exactly as it was.

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Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen



Chapter One

Allison Taylor brushed back a lock of her hair and willed herself not to scream.

Is something wrong? her brother-in-law asked from the kitchen doorway, startling her and making her jump.

She dropped the heavy covered pot shed taken from the pantry a little too hard onto the counter. The lid shifted, but not enough that she could see inside.

Didnt mean to scare you, Drew Taylor said with a laugh as he lounged against the kitchen door frame. I was cravin some of your famous chili, but I think maybe we should go out.

I just need a minute. If you could see to Natalie...

Shes still asleep. I just checked. Drew studied her for a long moment. Like his brother, he had russet-brown hair and dark brown eyes and classic good looks. His mother had assured both of her sons that they were wonderful. Fortunately Drew had taken it with a grain of saltunlike his brother Nick.

Are you okay, Allie? Ive been so worried about you since Nick...

Im fine. She didnt want to talk about her presumed-dead husband. She really just wanted her brother-in-law to go into the other room and leave her alone for a moment.

Drew had been a godsend. She didnt know what she would have done without him, she thought as she pulled a band from her jeans pocket and secured her long, blond hair in a single tail at the back of her head.

When shed mentioned how nice his brother was to Nick shortly after they married, hed scoffed.

Just be glad he likes you. Hes about the only one in my family, he had added with a laugh.

Why dont you let me help you with that, Drew said now as he took a step toward her. He frowned as his gaze went to the pot and the pile of ingredients shed already stacked up on the counter. The chili pot was the last thing shed brought into the kitchen from the porch of the small cabin. You kept the pot?

So his mother had told him about the incident.

He must think Im losing my mind just like his mother and sister do.

The worst part was she feared they were right.

Allie looked down at the heavy cast-iron pot with its equally heavy cast-iron lid. Her hand trembled as she reached for the handle. The memory of the last time shed lifted that lidand what shed found insidesent a shudder through her.

The covered cast-iron casserole pot, enameled white inside and the color of fresh blood on the outside, had been a wedding present from her in-laws.

She does know how to cook, doesnt she? her mother-in-law, Mildred, had asked all those years ago as if Allie hadnt been standing there. Mildred was a twig-thin woman who took pride in these things: her petite, slim, fifty-eight-year-old body, her sons and her standing in the community. Her daughter, Sarah, was just the opposite of her mother, overweight and dumpy by comparison. And Mildred was always making that comparison to anyone who would listen, including Sarah.

Mildred was on her fourth husband and lived in one of the more modest mansions at Big Sky. Of her two sons, Nick had been the babyand clearly her favorite.

Nick had laughed that day when his mother had asked if his new wife could cook. She makes pretty good chili, Ill give her that, he told Mildred. But thats not why I married her. Hed given Allie a side hug, grinning like a fool and making her blush to the roots of her hair.

Nick had liked to say he had the prettiest wife in town. Just make sure you stay that way, hed always add. You start looking like my sister and you can pack your bags.

The red, cast-iron, covered pot she was now reaching for had become her chili pot.

Allie, I thought youd thrown that pot away! Drew reached to stop her, knocking the lid off in the effort. It clattered to the counter.

Allie lunged back, her arm going up protectively to shield her face. But this time the pot was empty. No half-dead squirrel inside it.

Im throwing this pot in the trash, Drew announced. If just the sight of it upsets you

No, your mother will have a fit.

Let her. He swept pot and lid off the counter and carried it out to the garbage can.

When he came back into the room, he looked at her and shook his head. Allie, youve got to pull it together. Maybe you should go back to the doctor and see if there is something else he can give you. Youre strung like a piano wire.

She shook her head. I dont need a doctor. She just needed for whatever was happening to her to stop.

His gaze moved past her, his expression going from a concerned frown to a smile. Hey, girl, he said as his five-year-old niece came into the kitchen. He stepped past Allie to swing Nat into his arms. I came over to check on the two of you. Mama was going to cook us some dinner but I think we should go out to eat. What do you say?

Allie started to argue that she couldnt let Drew do any more for them and she sure couldnt afford to go out to eat, but stopped as her daughter said, Are you sick, Mama? Her precious daughter looked to her with concern. Allie saw the worry in Nats angelic face. Shed seen it too much lately. It was bad enough that Natalie had recently lost her father. Now more than ever she needed her mother to be sane.

Im fine, sweetie. Its too hot for chili, anyway. So lets go out, why not? Allie said, relieved and thankful for Drew. Not just for coming by to check on them, but for throwing out the pot. She hadnt because her mother-in-law was upset enough and the Taylors were the only family she had, especially now.

Just let me freshen up and change, she said as Drew took Nat to look for her shoes.

In the bathroom, Allie locked the door, turned on the shower and stripped off her clothes. She was still sweating from fear, her heart beating hard against her chest.

You found a what in the chili pot? her mother-in-law had asked in disbelief when Allie had called hera huge mistake in retrospect. But at the time, shed hoped her mother-in-law would understand why she couldnt keep the pot. Why she didnt want it in her house.

I found a squirrel in that cast-iron pot you gave me. When I picked up the lid

No way would a squirrel get into your cabin, let alone climb under a heavy lid like that. Why would it? You must have imagined it. Are you still on those drugs the doctor gave you after my Nicky died?

Allies husband had always been my Nicky to his mother while Mildred had insisted Allie call her Mother Taylor.

No, Mother Taylor, I told you. Allies own mother had died when she was nineteen. Her father had moved, remarried and started a new family. Theyd lost touch. I quit taking the pills a long time ago.

I think its those pills, Mildred had said as if Allie hadnt spoken. You said they had you seeing things that werent there.

The squirrel was there. I had to take it out back and

If I were you, Id talk to your doctor. Why do you need the pills, anyway? It isnt like youre still grieving over my Nicky. Charlotte Reynolds told me she saw you having lunch the other day, you and Natalie, and you were laughing.

Allie had closed her eyes, remembering the lunch in question. I am trying to make things more normal for Nat.

Well, it looks bad, you having a good time while your poor husband is barely cold in his grave.

She wanted to mention that Nick wasnt in his grave, but knew better than to bring that up. Its been eight months.

Like you have to tell me that! Mildred sniffed and blew her nose. Shed cried constantly over the death of her favorite son and couldnt understand why Allie wasnt still doing the same.

We all grieve in our own way and I have a young daughter to raise, Allie had said more times than she wanted to recall.

The phone call had ended with Mildred crying and talking about what a wonderful man her Nicky had been. A lie at best. Hed been a lousy husband and an even worse father, but now that he was dead, he would always be the wonderful man Mildred remembered.

After that, shed learned her lesson. She kept the other crazy things that had been happening to herself. If Mildred knew, she would have her in a straitjacket. And little Nat...? She couldnt bear to think about Mildred having anything to do with raising her daughter.

So, Drew said as she and Nat sat across from him in a booth at a local caf? later that evening. Did I hear youve gone back to work?

It was impossible to keep anything a secret in this canyon, Allie thought. She had hoped to keep it from the Taylor family as long as possible.

Dana Savage called me about doing a Western wedding up at her ranch for her cousin Tag and his soon-to-be wife, Lily. She didnt mention that shed accepted the job several months ago. Or how badly she needed the money. With the investigation into Nicks presumed death still unresolved, the insurance company was holding off paying her. Not that it would last long if she didnt get back to work.

Her mother-in-law kept mentioning that big insurance check my Nicky left you, but the insurance money would barely cover a couple years of Natalies college, if that. And Allie hoped to invest it for that very use.

Ive been doing some work at Cardwell Ranch. Nice people to work for. But are you sure youre up to it? Drew asked quietly, real concern in his tone. Mother mentioned that she was worried about you. She said you were still taking the pills and they were making you see things?

Of course Mildred told Drew and his sister, Sarah, everything. Allie tried not to show her irritation. She had no appetite, but she attempted to eat what she could. She didnt want Drew mentioning to his mother, even accidentally, that she wasnt eating much. Mildred would make it into her not taking care of herself.

Im fine. Im not taking the pills. I told your mother

He held up his hand. You dont have to tell me about my mother. She hears only what she wants to hear. Im on your side. I think going back to work might be the best thing for you. So what do you plan to do with Natalie? I dont have to tell you what Mother is going to say.

Nats going with me, Allie said emphatically. Dana has children she can play with. As a matter of fact, Dana is going to teach Nat to ride a horse.

Natalie grinned and clapped her small hands excitedly. She was the spitting image of Allie at that age: straight, pale blond hair cut in a bob, green eyes with a pert little nose and deep dimples. Allie got the blond hair from her Scandinavian mother and the green eyes from her Irish father.

There was no sign of the Taylor family in her daughter, something that had caused a lot of speculation from not only Nick, but his mother.

Nat quickly told her uncle that it would be a very gentle horse and Danas kids Hank and Mary were riding before they were even her age. The twins are too young to ride yet, she announced.

Dana wouldnt let Nat do it if she thought it wasnt all right, Allie added.

Im sure it will be fine, Drew said, but she could tell that he already knew what her mother-in-law was going to have to say about it. Cardwell Ranch is where the wedding is going to be, I take it?

The wedding will be in a meadow on the ranch with the reception and a lot of other events in the large, old barn.

You know that weve been invited, Drew said almost in warning.

The canyon was its own little community, with many of the older familieslike Danasthat dated back to the eighteen hundreds before there was even a paved road through it. Mildred Taylor must be delighted to be invited to a wedding of a family that was like old canyon royalty. Mother Taylor might resent the Cardwell clan, say things behind their back, but she would never outright defy them since everyone loved Dana Cardwell Savage and had held great respect for her mother, Mary Justice.

How are things with you? Allie asked.

Everythings fine. He smiled but shed seen the lines around his eyes and had heard that his construction company was struggling without Nick.

Hed been so generous with her and Natalie that she feared he was giving away money he didnt have.

She was just thankful when the meal was over and Drew dropped her and Nat off at the small cabin in the Gallatin Canyon where shed lived with Nick until his disappearance. The canyon as it was known, ran from the mouth just south of Gallatin Gateway almost to West Yellowstone, fifty miles of winding road that trailed the river in a deep cut through the mountains.

The drive along the Gallatin River was breathtaking, a winding strip of highway that followed the blue-ribbon trout stream up over the Continental Divide. In the summer as it was now, the Gallatin ran crystal clear over tinted green boulders. Pine trees grew dark and thick along its edge and against the steep mountains. Aspens, their leaves bright green, grew among the pines.

Sheer rock cliffs overlooked the highway and river, with small areas of open land. The canyon had been mostly cattle and dude ranches, a few summer cabins and homesthat was until Big Sky resort and the small town that followed developed at the foot of Lone Mountain.

Luxury houses had sprouted up all around the resort, with Mother Taylors being one of them. Fortunately, some of the original cabins still remained and the majority of the canyon was National Forest so it would always remain undeveloped.

Allies was one of the older cabins. Because it was small and not in great shape, Nick had gotten a good deal on it. Being in construction, hed promised to enlarge it and fix all the things wrong with it. That hadnt happened.

After Drew left, Allie didnt hurry inside the cabin. It was a nice summer night, the stars overhead glittering brightly and a cool breeze coming up from the river.

She had begun to hate the cabinand her fear of what might be waiting for her inside it. Nick had been such a force of nature to deal with that his presence seemed to have soaked into the walls. Sometimes she swore she could hear his voice. Often she found items of his clothing lying around the house as if he was still thereeven though shed boxed up his things and taken them to the local charity shop months ago.

Just the thought of what might be waiting for her inside the cabin this time made her shudder as she opened the door and stepped in, Nat at her side.

She hadnt heard Nicks voice since shed quit taking the drugs. Until last night. When shed come into the living room, half-asleep, shed found his favorite shirt lying on the floor by the couch. Shed actually thought she smelled his aftershave even though shed thrown the bottle away.

The cabin looked just as shed left it. Letting out a sigh of relief, she put Nat to bed and tried to convince herself she hadnt heard Nicks voice last night. Even the shirt that shed remembered picking up and thinking it felt warm and smelled of Nick before shed dropped it over the back of the couch was gone this morning, proving the whole incident had been nothing but a bad dream.

Good night, sweetheart, she said and kissed her daughters forehead.

Night, Nat said sleepily and closed her eyes.

Allie felt as if her heart was going to burst when she looked at her precious daughter. She couldnt let Mildred get her hands on Nat. But if the woman thought for a moment that Allie was incapable of raising her daughter...

She quickly turned out the light and tiptoed out of the room. For a moment, she stood in the small living area. Nicks shirt wasnt over the back of the couch so that was a relief.

So many times she had stood here and wished her life could be different. Nick had been so sweet while they were dating. Shed really thought shed met her Prince Charminguntil after the wedding and she met the real Nick Taylor.

She sighed, remembering her decision soon after the wedding to leave him and have the marriage annulled, but then shed realized she was pregnant. Had she really been so naive as to think a baby would change Nick into the man shed thought shed married?

Shaking her head now, she looked around the cabin, remembering all the ideas she had to fix the place up and make it a home. Nick had hated them all and they had ended up doing nothing to the cabin.

Well, she could do what she wanted now, couldnt she? But she knew, even if she had the money, she didnt have the heart for it. She would never be able to exorcize Nicks ghost from this house. What she really wanted was to sell the cabin and move. She promised herself she wouldonce everything with Nicks death was settled.

Stepping into her bedroom, she was startled to see a pile of her clothes on her bed. Had she taken them out of the closet earlier when shed changed to go to dinner? Her heart began to pound. Shed been upset earlier but she wouldnt have just thrown her clothes on the bed like that.

Then how had they gotten there? Shed locked the cabin when shed left.

Panicked, she raced through the house to see if anything was missing or if any of the doors or windows had been broken into. Everything was just as shed left itexcept for the clothes on her bed.

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