Kayla's Cowboy--Life and Love in a Western Community by Callie Endicott

Author:Callie Endicott
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-10-14T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

MORGAN COULDN’T BELIEVE she was still getting up early to run, even though Kayla wasn’t at the ranch to go with her. Not that she was getting up that early. By seven thirty Kayla had probably already finished and was back at the house. She was bringing Alex and DeeDee to the Crazy Horse later, though.

Alex hadn’t wanted to come, but at the picnic yesterday he’d finally agreed, as long as DeeDee and his mom were there, too. That was fine with Morgan; she liked the Andersons.

With Cory at her side Morgan set off, trying to run slow at first, the way Kayla said worked best for her, before building up to a faster speed.

Her brain kept buzzing.

Alex resented doing anything with his birth dad, and she sort of got why he felt that way. After all, it was lousy to discover a huge thing about yourself wasn’t actually true. And the way his creepsville stepbrother had jeered must have made finding out even worse.

At the same time, Alex thought it was odd she didn’t get along so great with her dad. Well, she hadn’t told him everything. Maybe she should, but the whole thing was stinky.

After she sped up, thoughts clouding her brain seemed to go away for a while, so she made herself go an extra mile before slowing to cool down.

“Didn’t know you were a runner,” Greg Taggett said as she walked past the horse barn.

“I just started,” Morgan told the foreman.

“You’re doing great. I go to all my son’s track meets, and you set a good pace.”

Morgan stopped. “Your son runs?” Owen Taggett was a senior at the high school, but she didn’t pay attention to the small track-and-field team—they were usually too serious to be much fun.

“Sure does. He just got an athletic scholarship.”

“Owen doesn’t want to be a rancher?”

“Hasn’t made up his mind yet. This way he’ll have choices.”

The same old sick feeling hit her stomach, so Morgan nodded and started walking again. Her dad had never gotten a choice. He was supposed to have gone to college, but he hadn’t been able to because of her.

“Have a pleasant run?” Dad asked as she came into the kitchen. He was drinking a cup of coffee and eating a bowl of oatmeal.

She shrugged. “Cory liked it.”

“Always take him when you go, okay?”

Morgan stared into the cereal bowl she was filling. Hot, chewy oatmeal, that was what she liked, none of that overcooked junk. Flora must have made it.

“Yeah,” she said. “Cory always wants to go.”

“True, but make sure of it anyway, and take the satellite phone. If you fell or anything, you’d be able to get help faster.”

It sounded as if he was really worried about her. Okay, so maybe he was. He tried to make sure everyone on the ranch stayed safe and healthy; that was one of his big things, and her dad always took care of his responsibilities.

Dropping into a chair at the kitchen table, she stirred her cereal and ate a mouthful.

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