This Place Called Home (Forget-Me-Not Ranch Book 1) by Sara Richardson

Author:Sara Richardson [Richardson, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wisar Publications
Published: 2020-01-28T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Jasper bounded out of the pond in a spray of cold water, proudly carrying the stick Mack had thrown for at least the twentieth time.

“Good boy!” she called from a distance, hoping he’d trot over after he’d shaken off the water instead of before like he’d done the last three times.

As if reading her thoughts, the dog pranced over, shook against her legs until she was nearly as wet as he was, and then dropped the stick at her feet, giving a bark and wagging his tail so hard his whole back end swung side to side.

“You could do this all night, couldn’t you?” She patted the dog’s wet head, but at the moment, Jasper had no patience for affection. He barked again, hopping around like he would die if he didn’t chase that stick right this very minute.

Mack laughed. “Okay. Here goes.” She picked up the tree branch and launched it over the water. Whimpering with delight, the dog tore off after it, doing a doggie belly flop off the dock into the water and paddling those paws furiously in the direction of the stick.

She watched him with a smile, taking in the scenery that sealed her into yet another perfect moment in the mountains. Her heart felt as buoyant as Jasper in the water. She and Nash had come to a truce, and she’d actually enjoyed the rest of their dinner. Without the pressure of the kiss hanging over them, they’d talked easily about safe topics like his work and her father’s company. Then Nash had gotten a phone call from work, so Mack had done the dishes and cleaned Agatha’s kitchen before taking Jasper out for their nightly stick-throwing date.

Jasper happened to be the perfect date. He was always overjoyed to see her. He kissed her and snuggled with her and he’d even grown protective of her—following her around the ranch whenever she went out. That’s what she needed. A dog instead of a man. It was a far less complicated relationship than one with Nash would be. “Come on, boy,” she called. The dog had been swimming back toward the shore, but he changed directions and headed across the pond instead.

“Where are you going?” Mack walked to the end of the dock and then ran across the soft grass around the perimeter of the pond, following Jasper. He’d already made it onto dry land and ditched the stick right away, taking off into the trees.

“Come back!” Thankfully, the dog was barking now, so she could follow his path into the woods. She stumbled her way down a steep slope and two figures emerged near Jasper. A person and a pony. The pair moved slowly, then stopped suddenly when they saw her.

“Hello?” She followed Jasper in a clumsy jog, stumbling over rocks and logs, and when she raised her head she recognized the woman from the boutique in town immediately.

“Emery?” Mack slipped down a steeper part of the hill.

“Mack?” Emery slumped against a tree. “Oh, thank god.

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