Claimed by the Cowboy (BBW Romance – Sisters of Rose Lark Ranch 2) by Jenn Roseton

Author:Jenn Roseton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BBW romance, western romance, cowboy, ranch, full figure romance, falling in love with a cowboy, Montana
Publisher: Jenn Roseton
Published: 2017-02-08T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 6

He’d called her Harry - again.

Harriet packed the fuzzy bundles of mohair wool into a basket, resisting the urge to shove them in any old how.

She’d thought she and Coop were making progress, and then he had to ruin it all – by calling her by the nickname she detested.

She couldn’t help it if she had an old-fashioned name. All three sisters had been named after female relatives: Tess and Harriet after their grandmothers, and Grace after their great-aunt, from whom they’d inherited the ranch.

Things were going so well last night. He’d been a perfect gentleman, driving them to the wine bar and hanging around town until they were ready to go home – she’d assumed he’d head back to the ranch, and when they called him, he’d come to pick them up.

And when they returned home, she’d been sure he was about to kiss her – there had been a tender look in his eye – but all he’d said – after he’d touched her hair – was, “Good night, Harry.”

She slammed the basket lid into place. Harriet had been pleased with the way she’d looked last night – wearing a dress that seemed to accentuate her curves in a flattering way, her newly washed hair falling around her shoulders. And she’d worn kitten heels again.

She hadn’t looked like a tomboy at all.

Not that she’d done it for Coop’s benefit.

No, she’d done it for herself. But she couldn’t deny the flutter of pleasure she’d received when she’d walked out of the house, ready to go, and noticed his reaction.

There was no way he’d thought of her as a tomboy in that moment.

She sighed. So why did have to be so annoying at the end of the evening?

Grabbing her car keys, she carried the basket out to the car. Today was the local farmers’ market that she’d helped establish last year, and this was the first time she actually had something to sell – the wool from their angoras.

Harriet and her sisters had bought a wether each six months ago. She’d collected the wool, bundled it up unprocessed, and was finally ready to sell it.

Last year, Tess had gone to a seminar about making a living on a ranch, and the topic of angoras had been covered. They’d decided to go into the mohair wool business as a hobby first, and see if they liked it. And if they did, they’d buy more goats and turn it into a part-time business.

Harriet started the engine and drove to the main road. She hadn’t seen Coop today – thank goodness. In fact, she didn’t want to see him ever again.

Her gaze flickered to the basket beside her. At least the farmers’ market would help her take her mind off things – one thing – him. All week, she’d told herself not to get carried away with her expectations about today.

From her research, she knew unprocessed mohair sold for three dollars per pound. And she had seven pounds to sell. It was

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