Seaside Cowboy's Second Chance (Seaside Cowboys Book 1) by Alexa Verde

Author:Alexa Verde [Verde, Alexa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Faith, Hope, & Heartwarming
Published: 2023-07-14T23:00:00+00:00

Skylar’s blood went cold, and her first reaction was to recoil.

What on earth?

The man’s features twisted into a menacing scowl, and his loud voice assaulted her eardrums. With his shoulders bunched and his hands fisted, he widened his stance, and fury emanated from him in waves. “What did you do with my dad?”

What did he expect? Her to produce his father out of her pocket?

Breeze barked in the car, demanding to be let out to defend them, but Skylar hesitated. The guy’d be the type to sue if Breeze bit him. Skylar raised her chin. She’d had years of practice reining in her emotions and learned to exude confidence. The latter helped her land new clients.

“Good afternoon, sir.” She stepped in front of her grandmother, shielding her. Skylar kept her voice even and her posture assertive but non threatening. “You’re Mr. Lane’s son, I presume?”

“That’s him,” Grandma said behind Skylar’s back.

“Don’t you dare talk to them like that!” Dallas was already rushing to her, and it gave her a pleasant jolt.

No matter how many times she kept ruining things between them, even smashing to dust the small crumbs of friendship, here he was—offering her his help again. Joy warred with guilt, though. She’d kept feeding guilt again and again while starving joy.

Okay, it wasn’t about her right now.

She eased her purse containing her gun closer and drew a deep breath of fresh air now tainted with an unwelcome addition of the guy’s expensive cologne and fury. She’d dealt with difficult clients and managed to maintain her cool. And the last thing she needed was to get Dallas into a fistfight again. This could escalate.

Breeze kept barking in the car, prompting Skylar to say, “It’s okay, Breeze. Quiet, please.”

“I’m Skylar Rafferty, Dolores Rafferty’s granddaughter.” She offered her hand to the guy, keeping her grandmother tucked behind her, which wouldn’t last for long. Whatever spunk she used to have, she’d gotten from her grandmother. “I can’t say it’s a pleasure to meet you, but it appears we have a common problem. So why don’t we join forces?”

The man startled and appeared to apply the brakes like Breeze when she rounded a corner too fast. “Excuse me?”

Dallas shielded her, his hands fisted. “You’re trespassing!”

She didn’t need to be shielded, at least not from this visitor, but it gave her a surge of gratitude nonetheless.

The man shifted back. “I have the right to be here. My dad was fine until he met that—”

She cocked her head, her hands sliding to her hips. “That wonderful, amazing Dolores Rafferty, you mean?”

Dallas growled. Breeze echoed that growl in the car and scratched at the window, her claws scraping against the glass.

“And that wonderful, amazing Dolores Rafferty invites you all for some tea. I still have some pastries, too,” Grandma said, as much of an awesome human being as always.

Dallas’s eyes narrowed. “Or we just call the police if you don’t leave.”

The man gaped at him, then deflated. “I’m Grant Lane, and yes, I’m Earl Lane’s son.” He shook Skylar’s hand and to her surprise held it longer than she’d expected.

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