Heart Of A Cowboy by Margaret Daley

Author:Margaret Daley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin Enterprises, Australia Pty Ltd
Published: 2010-04-08T16:00:00+00:00

Later that night, Zachary laid his son on his bed in his room. Nicholas stirred, his eyes fluttering open for a few seconds then closing. Rolling onto his side, he hugged his pillow.

Zachary sat beside Nicholas and untied his tennis shoes. “He wants a pair of cowboy boots.” With a glance toward Jordan behind him, he gauged her reaction to that statement. A flicker of something blinked in and out of her eyes. A composed expression fell into place. “I told him I would take him to buy them.”

Her neutral facial features didn’t change. “That makes sense if he’s going to be at the ranch a lot. He already has the cowboy hat. He might as well have the boots.”

When Jordan approached the bed, he could smell the vanilla scent she always wore. Memories rushed forward. He shook his head and rose. Inhaling cleansing breaths, he watched Jordan bend over, kiss Nicholas and then pull a blanket up to his shoulders. Tender caresses. Loving gestures. Remembered ones.

She turned on his night-light and switched off the overhead one. “He’s gonna sleep soundly tonight. He’s exhausted.”

“Yeah. One minute he was talking in the backseat and the next he was conked out.”

“That’s our son. One hundred percent whatever he does.” Jordan descended the stairs to the first floor. “He really enjoyed meeting the team.”

Our son. They shared a child. The idea still amazed him. He’d given up hope of ever having a child. “And now you don’t have to worry he’s gonna play football anytime soon. Did you see him wince every time the quarterback got sacked?”

As she ambled toward the front door, she threw him a grateful smile, a shade of relief leaking into her eyes. “Yeah. I’d forgotten how much I hated seeing you play. I held my breath whenever you were tackled.”

“That’s part of the game.”

She tsked. “Men and their sports.”

“Women play sports, too.”

“We’re not generally out on the football field tackling each other.”

“True.” He stepped out onto the porch and swung around to face her. “It’s nice to see some things haven’t changed. You’re still a softie.”

“And proud of it.”

The tilt of her lifted chin, the sparkle in her eyes brought back more memories. Ones he couldn’t hold at bay. Her challenging him to a horse race she knew she would lose. She’d only been riding a few months, but he had most of his life. Or the time she’d played a practical joke on him that had backfired. She’d laughed at herself, drenched with water, her long blond curls limp about her face, her dark eyes dancing as she had backed away from the hose.

“Oh, that reminds me. Nicholas wants to bring Tucker to the ranch next time he goes. He thinks his dog will enjoy the space to run.” She shifted from one foot to the other.

“Sure, we can try it. If Tucker gets along with the other animals, he’ll be fine.”

Jordan moved out onto the porch, the light from the foyer not quite reaching her face.

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