Her Last Secret Sweetheart: Christian Cowboy Romance (Last Chance Ranch Romance Book 5) by Liz Isaacson

Author:Liz Isaacson [Isaacson, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: AEJ Creative Works
Published: 2019-05-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Karla woke the next morning, trying to remember what day it was. She yawned, her eyes drier than normal, and wished she could go back to sleep. She stayed in bed, but falling back asleep was fruitless. Once she was awake, she couldn’t go back to sleep.

The exhaustion level of entertaining Cache late at night was more than she’d anticipated. Probably because she was no spring chicken anymore. Semi-frustrated at herself for such a lame idiom, even inside her own mind, she got up and raked her fingers through her hair.

She didn’t always work on ranch business on the weekends. Scarlett didn’t expect her to, because if Karla lived down in Pasadena the way Amber and Sissy did, she’d have neighbors and friends outside of the ranch. She’d be able to go walking on Saturday morning or take her dog to the park. Go to lunch with her girlfriends.

Living on the ranch had been interesting, and it had taken her several months to carve out a routine that didn’t have her working seven days a week.

Sitting on the edge of her bed, Karla took a moment to say a prayer. Her journey back to the Lord was going to take a while, and she knew that. Felt it way down deep in her soul. She was just glad she could feel her soul again.

“Thank you for a great night with Cache. Bless me with a relaxing weekend.” She hadn’t known one of those for a while—especially since going back to church brought her so much anxiety—but she felt good about today.

The website was done and ready to start accepting registrations. If anyone found it by clicking around, they could sign up. A hint of trepidation clicked through her, because if people signed up, then cow cuddling became real.

For some reason, she liked that it was something only she and Cache knew about right now. Sure, others on the ranch knew about it intellectually. But Karla liked that she and Cache had such intimate experience with it.

She brewed coffee and sat in front of the computer to finish a few final details for the posters and flyers for the Fourth of July events in a couple of weeks.

About mid-morning, someone knocked on her front door. She glanced toward it, her neck stiff from staring at the screen for so long. Cache always came to the back door, so as Karla got up and went to the door, she expected to see Scarlett standing there.

But it was Cache. “Oh,” she said, glancing at the little of the backyard of the homestead she could see past his body. “What are you doing here?” She didn’t mean for her voice to come out quite so hiss-like.

“Scarlett approved my request.” He grinned like he’d won the lottery—and that would be a very big victory for Cache. If he gambled like that, which he didn’t.

“That’s great,” she said.

He laughed, the carefree, laid-back cowboy she’d first met on the ranch returning. Karla sure did like his appearance, though she enjoyed Cache’s more serious side too.

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