From lone wolf to family man
When trick roper Zeke Rafferty sees Tess Irwin standing on his front porch, memories of two unforgettable daysâand nightsâcome flooding back. But when the pretty schoolteacher reveals that one plus one will soon equal three, Zeke is stunned. Then he remembers his manners. And asks Tess to marry him.
If you turn down a handsome cowboyâs proposal, is it okay to still want to kiss him? Wait, no! Tess doesnât want a husband. Besides, sheâs holding out for love. A man has a right to know he fathered a child, but beyond that, Tess is raising this child alone. Zeke proved he can make a baby. But can he make the grade as a loving husband and dad?
Praise for Vicki Lewis Thompson
âItâs a wonderful sexy romance, with some very appealing and likable characters, and Iâm definitely going to delve into more of the Thunder Mountain Brotherhood series.â
âHarlequinJunkie, Top Pick, on Cowboy Untamed
âThe tongue-in-cheek, sweet yet sensual and comfortable family feel... remains until the last page. Cowboy After Dark is a story that will keep you smiling.â
âRT Book Reviews, Top Pick
âThompson continues to do what she does best, tying together strong family values bound by blood and choice, interspersed with the more sizzling aspects of the relationship.â
âRT Book Reviews on Thunderstruck
âAll the characters, background stories and character development are positively stellar; the warm family feeling is not saccharine-sweet, but heartfelt and genuine, and Lexi and Cadeâs rekindled romance is believable from beginning to end, along with the classy, sexy and tender love scenes.â
âFresh Fiction on Midnight Thunder
âVicki Lewis Thompson has compiled a tale of this terrific family, along with their friends and employees, to keep you glued to the page and ending with that warm and loving feeling.â
âFresh Fiction on Cowboys and Angels
A passion for travel has taken New York Times bestselling author VICKI LEWIS THOMPSON to Europe, Great Britain, the Greek isles, Australia and New Zealand. Sheâs visited most of North America and has her eye on South Americaâs rain forests. Africa, India and China beckon. But her first love is her home state of Arizona, with its deserts, mountains, sunsets andâlast but not leastâcowboys! The wide-open spaces and heroes on horseback influence everything she writes. Connect with her at www.vickilewisthompson.com, Facebook.com/vickilewisthompson and Twitter.com/vickilthompson.
To the many copy editors over the years whoâve tightened my prose and questioned my word choices.
We share the same geeky obsession with language, so itâs too bad we canât all meet in the bar for a drink. I know weâd get along!
Chapter One
When a truck drove up outside the ranch house, Zeke Rafferty put down the barbell and grabbed a towel to mop his face. The workout wasnât that hard, but the pain in his shoulder made him sweat like a pig. As he pulled on a T-shirt, the soft cotton stuck to his skin.
Heâd recently decided to let his beard grow, so he hoped his visitor was someone who wouldnât mind the sweat or the scruff. Walking out onto the front porch helped cool him off. Maybe he should start doing his exercises there so he could catch the Wyoming evening breeze.
He was glad to see the Thunder Mountain Academy logo on the tan pickup in front of the house. Anyone driving that truck would be family. When he saw it was Rosie, his foster mom, he hurried over to open the door for her. His nose told him sheâd baked him a rhubarb pie. Excellent.
âCame over to see how youâre doing.â She handed him the pie and then waved him off as he started to help her down. âDonât put a strain on your shoulder, son.â
âI wonât.â He got a kick out of seeing her at the wheel of such a massive vehicle. The top of her fluffed-up blond hairdo barely reached his shoulder yet she drove that truck with authority. He transferred the pie to his other hand and used his good arm to steady her as she stepped on the running board and hopped down. âThe pie smells great.â
âItâs still warm. Do you have any of that vanilla ice cream left?â
âYes, maâam.â
âThen, if youâll make me some decaf, I wouldnât mind a slice before I head back. By the way, Herb said to say hello.â
âThanks.â Zeke enjoyed these impromptu visits from his foster parents. He was fine with his own company, which made him the perfect caretaker for his foster brother Mattâs ranch, but he didnât mind having someone to talk to now and then.
Maybe his nights seemed especially quiet because his days were filled with the sounds of hammering and sawing, sometimes punctuated with a babyâs squeals and laughter. His foster brother Damon Harrison and Damonâs wife, Philomena, were renovating the house for Matt, and they usually brought along their seven-month-old baby, Sophie. Zeke wasnât much help with the renovation because of his shoulder, so he entertained Sophie when she was awake.