The Rancher's Surrender by Jill Shalvis

Author:Jill Shalvis [Shalvis, Jill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Cowboy
ISBN: 9781460861721
Google: BHoHdvC2vWEC
Amazon: B0056H7RTO
Barnesnoble: B0056H7RTO
Goodreads: 1816627
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 1999-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Chapter 10

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Why had she come, Zoe wondered, alone in Ty's barn. Had she really imagined she'd be able to swallow her pride and ask him for help?

Yes. For her sisters she would.

Anything for them, including facing the one man with the ability to rock her world.

The bright sun felt good on her face when she left the barn, and she tipped it up, standing still for a moment.

Ty looked up from the water hose where he'd been washing up, and froze at the sight. Zoe faced the sun, her long neck exposed, her lips curved in a half smile as she soaked up the heat.

From where he stood he could see the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed, could see the tension from her body slowly drain as she grappled with, then won some of her annoying self-control.

Why he found that so arousing, he hadn't a clue. Always before he had preferred his women mild-tempered. No sharp tongue. A much softer appeal. And if they were blond and long-legged, so much the better.

So why he was drinking in the sight of this petite, fire-tempered little wildcat? She made him furious and hot at the same time, and never had he encountered such a woman.

He was still hurt at her cool and easy rejection of him, so he turned his attention away from her and continued to wash up. A shower would have suited him better than splashing icy water on his chest and arms, but he didn't have time. It was Sunday and he was alone. There was too much to do.

But even with his back turned, the image of Zoe was imprinted on his mind, the way she'd looked when Abby had given birth—elated, sweet, loving, touched. To dispel the picture, he dunked his head, ignoring the iciness of the water as it dripped off him. When he was as clean as he was going to get, he turned off the hose and shook it off. He lifted his head and his gaze hit Zoe's.

She'd not moved, not a muscle except her face, which was now turned directly toward him. Her mouth was open a little, as if she couldn't breathe.

Frowning, he took a step toward her, instantly forgetting his promise to stay clear of Ms. Trouble. It wasn't something he did consciously, for he wasn't a man used to caring about others, but caring about this woman and her sisters seemed to be something he would have to live with.

He reached her and she was still in that strange state of not breathing. "Zoe? You okay?"

Her mouth fell open a bit more, then she swallowed audibly. "Uh … yeah. Sure."

She sounded so … distraught. No, that wasn't right. Her eyes had gone wide, but there was no fear in them. "What is it?"

Her gaze was glued to his chest now. "Ah … nothing. I mean, I've gotta go hard—er, home now and…" Her face flushed. "And get something to chest. I mean to drink.

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