Nevada Cowboy Dad
FAMILYMATTERSFAMILY FOR A YEAR…Both wanted a home–the same home! So lonely widow Lucy Donovan and Rusty Sheffield struck a yearlong bargain. Lucy promised the cash to save the cowboy dad's beloved ranch, and he'd let her stay at her old house with him and his niece. And when the year ended, so did their partnership. Right?OR A LIFETIME?Well, not if Lucy could help it. She'd come to recapture her happy childhood–but Rusty was making her glad she was a woman. Soon, Lucy didn't want to go anywhere–except down the aisle!Kisses, kids, cuddles and kin–the best things in life are find in families!
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“How could I live in the same house with a female like you and not want you?” Rusty said.Letter to ReaderTitle PageDedicationAbout the AuthorChapter OneChapter TwoChapter ThreeChapter FourChapter FiveChapter SixChapter SevenChapter EightChapter NineChapter TenEpilogueCopyright
“How could I live in the same house with a female like you and not want you?” Rusty said.
“You’re beautiful,” he continued. “And all woman.”
Stunned, Lucy kept her head down. “Please,” she said belatedly, “don’t say those things.”
“Why not?”
“Because I can’t. I didn’t come to the Lazy S for that. I want a family, Rusty.”
“Family,” he echoed in disbelief. “You mean you want to treat me like some kind of...of brother?”
At least he understood, she thought, relieved. She nodded firmly. “Yes. A brother.”
Surprising her, he threw back his head and guffawed. “Woman, I think maybe you’ve lost a few head of cattle from your herd.” His laughter filled the fall air. “There’s nothing brotherly about the way I feel about you, Lucy. And you’re not being truthful with your own feelings if you say you think of me that way.”
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DORSEY KELLEY can hardly get off a horse long enough to write books. She helps ranchers move cattle around in annual drives, participates in roundups and brandings and hams it up in parades. Now she is learning to team rope because, she says, “It’s so dam much fun!”
When she isn’t horsing around, Dorsey plays tennis, takes her three daughters to the mall and makes her husband crazy with planning even more ranch trips.
Chapter One
She was coming back. And she was bringing her money with her.
That was all Rusty Sheffield allowed himself to think about as he waited on horseback for the sleek sports car to make its way up the gravel drive of the Lazy S Ranch. The expensive engine almost purred, he thought broodingly, as out of place on the Nevada cattle ranch as antlers on a sheepdog.
Impatient and frustrated, Rusty yanked off his hat and slapped at a clump of dried mud on his thigh. Dust rose from both his hat and his worn jeans, making thin clouds in the chill air. Damn, he hated what he was about to do, hated the reason for this meeting with Lucy Donovan.
Still, every time he reviewed the ranch’s dismal finances the truth was a fist slamming agonizingly into his gut. He resettled his hat, but there was no denying it—he was getting desperate.
Lifting the reins, he urged his sorrel gelding out the corral and toward the gravelled area where Lucy had parked her car and was now emerging.
“Welcome back.” He touched his Stetson and forced out the courtesy. “It’s been a long time.”
Lucy lingered in the embrace of her car’s door, blinking nervously as if she needed shielding. She was small, her chin-length hair straight and plain, with ebony strands that now blew in the slight breeze.
She’s awful damn pretty. The errant thought came to Rusty out of nowhere, as did images he hadn’t replayed in years. He remembered big, frightened green eyes that seemed to see everything, and ragged-cut hair, dark and tattered as old black silk. He remembered her forlorn expression.
He didn’t remember pretty.
