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A Rancher of Her Own
Barbara White Daille
A REASON TO STAYRanch manager Pete Brannigan has no interest in playing tour guide to a city slicker like Jane Garland. But spending a few days with the headstrong photographer is a small price to pay for everything her grandfather has given the single dad. Though Pete's drawn to Jane's sharp wit and striking beauty, he won't hurt his young children by falling for another woman who puts her career before family.Jane's seen the world through her camera…and used it to shield her emotions. With Pete, she can finally let her guard down. If only he could do the same. Despite their powerful bond, Pete still can't trust Jane with his kids or his heart. But if he keeps pushing her away, he may ruin any chance their relationship has to develop.
A REASON TO STAY
Ranch manager Pete Brannigan has no interest in playing tour guide to a city slicker like Jane Garland. But spending a few days with the headstrong photographer is a small price to pay for everything her grandfather has given the single dad. Though Pete’s drawn to Jane’s sharp wit and striking beauty, he won’t hurt his young children by falling for another woman who puts her career before family.
Jane’s seen the world through her camera...and used it to shield her emotions. With Pete, she can finally let her guard down. If only he could do the same. Despite their powerful bond, Pete still can’t trust Jane with his kids or his heart. But if he keeps pushing her away, he may ruin any chance their relationship has to develop.
“Hoping to catch more compliments?” Pete laughed softly.
Jane walked toward him just as calmly as she had walked away a couple hours ago. Both times, though, her heart beat erratically. This time, her pulse raced, too.
“Maybe. Have I brought the right bait?”
“Maybe. Let’s try it and see.” He ran his hand up her arm, then to her shoulder. With one finger, he stroked the skin left exposed at the neckline of her dress, setting off ripples of pleasure everywhere he touched. “Smooth,” he murmured.
He palmed the side of her neck, his long fingers tunneling into her hair. “Soft,” he said.
“Is this Twenty Compliments now, instead of Twenty Questions?”
“Maybe.”
He brushed his thumb across her lips. “Sweet,” he said as he smiled.
Sliding his hands down to the small of her back, he pulled her toward him. “Sexy,” he whispered.
“Is that another compliment for me,” she murmured, “or a commentary on your technique?”
He tilted her chin up. Smiling, he shrugged.
“I’ll let you be the judge of that.”
Dear Reader (#u5a7c892c-468a-5445-acd6-bd709911faea),
I’ve been a hopeless romantic since grade school. From the first time I accompanied Nancy Drew and Ned Nickerson on a mysterious case to my first sighting of Rhett Butler and Scarlett O’Hara dancing around each other, I’ve wanted the hero and heroine of every story I read to end up together.
There’s nothing like seeing a hero and heroine find their certain someone. And, of course, there’s nothing better than watching that couple deal with their conflicts to reach their happy-ever-after. Usually, they manage to work things out on their own. But sometimes—whether they realize it or not—they need a little help.
In the small town of Cowboy Creek, New Mexico, that assistance comes from the local hotel owner, a meddling grandpa who wants to see all his granddaughters married and settled down. When Jed Garland turns his attentions to his loner ranch manager and his most stubborn granddaughter, he finds himself in for a real challenge!
I hope you enjoy your visit to Cowboy Creek. As always, I would love to hear from you. You can reach me through my website, barbarawhitedaille.com (http://barbarawhitedaille.com), or mailing address, PO Box 504 Gilbert, AZ 85299. You can also find me on Facebook, facebook.com/barbarawhitedaille (http://facebook.com/barbarawhitedaille), and Twitter @BarbaraWDaille (https://twitter.com/barbarawdaille).
All my best to you.
Until we meet again,
Barbara White Daille
A Rancher
of Her Own
Barbara White Daille
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
BARBARA WHITE DAILLE lives with her husband in the sunny Southwest, where they don’t mind the lizards in their front yard but could do without the scorpions in the bathroom.
A writer from the age of nine and a novelist since eighth grade, Barbara is now an award-winning author with a number of novels to her credit.
When she was very young, Barbara learned from her mom about the storytelling magic in books—and she’s been hooked ever since. She hopes you will enjoy reading her books and will find your own magic in them!
She’d also love to have you drop by and visit with her at her website, barbarawhitedaille.com (http://barbarawhitedaille.com).
To all the hopeless romantics in the world: thanks for allowing me into the club.
And as always, to Rich.
Contents
Cover (#u4dea5ed4-6883-5557-a270-bdfb27fefe13)
Introduction (#u9c0c23a9-d5ee-583d-8bb4-0e650a7ab85e)
Dear Reader (#u1ddec06e-eeeb-57fa-b615-ffdc8eccb572)
Title Page (#u54e2915e-5aed-5a70-aa10-a98ef1eb0790)
About the Author (#u8857a563-f685-536c-9305-5879a2785a6a)
Dedication (#u0e1d2101-bf16-58d5-9098-fe821df1c21e)
Prologue (#u8abddf63-5f16-5f95-953b-e2bfdf2bc955)
Chapter One (#u9121424b-5575-5bea-97a9-8bfd2a8ef7ac)
Chapter Two (#u9b115254-ce44-514b-9718-e11de805b350)
Chapter Three (#u38783c42-fd01-5e43-bf4d-e22b39c4ec21)
Chapter Four (#u77e9b76d-be62-51d3-a810-d16af8614f3e)
Chapter Five (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Six (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eight (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Fourteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Fifteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Sixteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Seventeen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eighteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Nineteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Epilogue (#litres_trial_promo)
Extract (#litres_trial_promo)
Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)
Prologue (#u5a7c892c-468a-5445-acd6-bd709911faea)
“About time we had a wedding around here, Paz.” Jedediah Garland, proprietor of the Hitching Post Hotel on Garland Ranch, sat back in his chair in the establishment’s large kitchen and smiled.
The hotel cook and Jed’s longtime friend stood beside a counter with a slew of baking utensils spread out in front of her. “Do you think the banquet hall will be ready in time?”
“If the bride has her say about it, it will.” That bride was the granddaughter he and Paz had in common, who was set to get married in the hall before the month ended. She was also in charge of the renovations going on all around the hotel.
He sipped from his coffee mug and thumbed through a selection of before-and-during photos of the reception hall. His wife had always been in charge of the weddings held at the Hitching Post, a part of the business he’d let slide for far too long. “My Mary must be looking down and smiling at us all.”
Paz turned from her work to smile at him, too. “I’m sure she is. It will be nice to have a big wedding to prepare for again. We have you to thank for that, Jed.”
“Well...” He shrugged, but there was no point in being modest around Paz. She had known what he’d done, every step of the way, to get their granddaughter and the cowboy she loved together. “I did have a hand in things, didn’t I? And it wasn’t easy. But you know, when the big day comes, I doubt we’ll be needing a shotgun to get them down the aisle.”
She laughed. “I would say you’re right about that.”
He reached for his coffee mug again.
At seventy-something and still going strong, he had a lot of living ahead of him and some dreams yet to be fulfilled. Seeing his business built up again was only one of those dreams. The other, he’d shared with no one but Paz.
He wanted family around him, which meant he intended to see all three of his granddaughters married and giving him additional great-grandkids as soon as possible.
Thankfully, he’d had smarts and luck enough to get the first bride-and groom-to-be to come to their senses. Eventually.
For the next couple, he would need to bring out the big guns.
Chapter One (#u5a7c892c-468a-5445-acd6-bd709911faea)
Two weeks later
Some days started off right, then took a wrong turn. The minute Pete Brannigan walked into his ranch-house kitchen, he discovered this would be one of those days.
“Daddy!” his five-year-old daughter, Rachel, exclaimed. “Can Mama come to my graduation?”
His nanny and housekeeper, Sharon D’Angelo, turned from inspecting the contents of the refrigerator. The brief glance he exchanged with her held an entire conversation. They both knew the question wasn’t could his ex-wife fly home for this milestone in her daughter’s life, but would she?
“Good morning to you, sweetheart.” He ruffled Rachel’s wavy blond hair—so like her mama’s—and reached over to the high chair to chuck his two-year-old son, Eric, under the chin. “And you, too, little man.”
Eric gurgled something and handed him a soggy piece of cereal.
“Do you think Mama will come to see my graduation, Daddy?” Rachel asked.
He took his seat at the kitchen table beside her and said carefully, “I’m sure if she’s not working the day you graduate, she’ll be here.” Not an outright fib. He would never lie to his kids or to anyone. Anyway, who knew what his ex-wife would do. Marina might take time from her jet-setting, fashion-model career to think of the kids she’d left behind. Although, as history had already shown, it didn’t seem likely.
“Miss Loring said we get our invitations today. I’m inviting you and Mama and Eric and Sharon.” She counted off on her fingers. “And Tina and Robbie and Paz.” Tina was one of his boss’s granddaughters. Robbie and Paz were Tina’s son and grandmother. “And Bingo, too.”
Smiling, he shook his head. “I don’t think they’ll let ponies into the school auditorium.”
“Why?”
“They won’t fit in the chairs.”
“Oh. Well, I’ll show Bingo the pictures later.”
When Sharon held up the coffeepot, he nodded his thanks. He had long ago had a solitary breakfast here in the kitchen while she and his children still slept. As manager of Garland Ranch, he started work at an early hour, but as often as he could, he made it his business to get back to the house to see his daughter before she left for school.
“What about Grandpa Jed?” he asked Rachel.
“Of course Grandpa Jed,” she said, rolling her eyes as if Jed Garland’s presence at her graduation was a given. And it would be. “He wants to come, too, right?”
“Sweetheart, he wouldn’t miss it.”
Jed had always treated Rachel and Eric as if they were his own grandkids. Heck, from the time Pete had come to work as a wrangler here on the ranch, fresh out of high school, the old man had treated him like one of the family.
A couple of years ago, when Marina had taken off to seek fame and fortune, she’d left him to raise a three-year-old and a newborn alone. Jed had promptly promoted him into the vacant ranch manager’s position, which included the manager’s quarters, and increased his salary enough that he could comfortably pay for a live-in nanny to help take care of his kids.
“I have to save one for Grandpa Mark, too,” she said.
Jed had always treated him better than his own father ever had. Now, though the man remembered the kids at birthdays and Christmas, his busy schedule kept him from visiting frequently. Rachel was aware of this, which was probably why she had given Jed top billing.
