Notorious in a Kilt by Anna Durand

Author:Anna Durand [durand, anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotic romance, contemporary romance, romantic comedy, second chances, secret baby, wealthy
ISBN: 9781949406047
Publisher: Jacobsville Books
Published: 2018-11-13T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter One

Rae

The sun burned low in the sky, weary from holding itself up all day, a condition I understood all too well. My skin was coated with dried sweat, and my clothes sported dirt smudges and—what was that? I picked at a stain on my jeans that swiped across my thigh. Sheep shit, naturally.

No, I would never pose for the cover of Glamour magazine.

The grinding sound of an animal chomping hay originated from the barn to my right. I couldn't see Sunny, my horse, or her best buddy—my daughter's horse, Ariel. They'd finished off their alfalfa pellets hours ago but kept nibbling on their hay.

I braced my boot on the lowest wood slat of the paddock fence, my toe twanging the woven wire above it, and tapped the envelope in my hand on the top slat. The movement made the handgun strapped to my belt nudge my hip. The sun painted the sky with stunning shades of salmon and gold, the color streaking across the heavens on the tails of fiery cirrus clouds. On the far side of the paddock, in one of several fenced pastures, my sheep grazed amid the gently rolling grassland of my ranch. I held my hand over my eyes like a visor, scanning the land for any signs of trouble. The coyotes had gotten bolder this year, but so far, my perimeter fencing had kept them at bay.

Last year, I'd lost three sheep. My daughter, Malina, had been devastated—and we'd cried about it together. Not for long, though. We Everhart women knew how to suck it up and keep moving. I hated losing sheep, but it couldn't compare with the losses I'd suffered in the past. Every time I doubted whether I could keep going, I'd look at my twelve-year-old daughter and realize she was the proof I could survive no matter what. In a way, she had saved me. I might never have built this ranch into a profitable business without the motivation of caring for my daughter.

We loved this place.

My fingers clenched around the envelope in my hand, crinkling it. The ragged edge where I'd torn the thing open scraped my palm. Now, I might lose the home I'd fought so hard to create, all because of one jackass with a grudge. I crumpled the letter and stuffed it in my jeans pocket. This land belonged to me, and one day it would belong to my daughter. At that point, she could sell it if she wanted. I'd be dead, so what would I care? Today, however, I did give a damn. One little strip of land would not be my undoing, not after everything I'd survived.

I turned away from the pastures to face the gravel driveway and the house on the other side of it. The driveway carved a straight line of brown through the grassland, half a mile to the paved highway. My perimeter fence cut across the driveway, where a gate fashioned from metal and woven wire stood closed. Since

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