The Rancher's Twins by Carol Ross

Author:Carol Ross
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-05-08T17:25:36+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

EASTER MORNING, LYDIA walked out the back door holding a large, steaming pan and promptly stopped in her tracks. The sunrise was painting the horizon with pastel streaks of orange, yellow, purple and pink on a background of blue that seemed too bright for this time of morning. Silvery mountains jutted out of the earth. She could see cows and calves milling around in the field, their fur shimmering in the morning light. Two deer eyed her warily from the edge of the yard. She didn’t think she’d ever get tired of their morning visits.

Happiness unfurled inside of her. She’d never been so moved by the sheer beauty around her. This place.

A rooster crowed, startling her out of the moment and prompting her to resume her mission. The day before, she’d borrowed a large pan from Dusty in the bunkhouse. This morning, she’d risen extra early. The lights were on inside, so she knocked on the door.

Tom answered, coffee mug in hand. Surprise blossomed across his handsome features. “Good morning, Ms. Lydia.”

“Good morning, Tom. Happy Easter. Did you see the sky this morning, by any chance?”

“Happy Easter to you. I’ve been admiring it myself.”

“I swear I’ve never seen anything so beautiful in my life.”

“I’d have to agree.”

“Not even my new boots can compare.”

“I’ve noticed,” he said with a trace of a smile.

Dusty appeared behind him, also looking a little startled and rather bashful. Gray hair a bed-head mess, he attempted to pat it down.

“Hey, Dusty. I’m returning that pan you loaned me but it’s full of sticky buns. Hope that’s okay.”

Dusty came closer. Lydia slipped off the loose foil covering. “Son of a biscuit...” He dipped his head and took a whiff. If a person could sniff reverently, Dusty managed it. “Those look exactly like the kind my granny used to make. Are those pecans?”

“Yes, they are. Here you go.”

Carefully, he took the pan from her. “Thank you, Ms. Lydia. Even though it pains me to do so, I will share these with the boys. But I will also hide an extra one, possibly two, for myself and Tom. These guys are pigs.”

Lydia laughed. “That seems fair. I wanted to thank you two again for helping with the bunnies.”

“That was our pleasure,” Tom said. “Can’t wait to see Abby’s face.”

Lydia grinned. “Me, either. Jon will text you before we head outside so you don’t miss it. Will we see any of you at church later?”

Dusty said, “Tom and Grady will be there. The rest of us will tend the herd. But it’s light duty for everyone today—except the heavies, of course.”

Lydia chuckled at his cow joke. “I understand. At least the rain has stopped. Will it be dry enough for them to birth outside now or will they have to go in?”

Tom answered, “I was just heading out to check on that. But I suspect it’s going to be a good day to be born on the JB Bar.”

“That’s great news.” She’d learned how the cows disliked having to go into the shed to give birth.

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