UNWRAPPING THE RANCHER'S SECRET by ROBINSON LAURI

Author:ROBINSON, LAURI [ROBINSON, LAURI]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: HISTORICAL WESTERN ROMANCE
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-10-02T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Crofton upheld his threat, watching until Sara had swallowed the last bits of her food. He’d eaten his plate clean, too, and stacked her empty one atop his before setting everything on the tray. Leaving it on the table, he moved a chair closer to her bed.

“Feel better?”

She nodded. “Yes, thank you. Amazing how food does that, isn’t it?”

“I suspect that’s because it takes our mind off other things for a time,” he answered.

Her grin was small and fleeting. “I’m sorry I yelled at you.”

“Don’t be,” he said, meaning it. She’d probably never lost her temper on anyone and he didn’t mind being the first. “I can’t say how I’d behave if I was in your position.”

“But you are in my position. Well, you’re not in bed with stitches, but your father died, leaving you responsible for...” Her sigh echoed across the room.

“Half of everything he owned,” he finished for her.

She squirmed a bit as if uncomfortable, on the inside. Where her soul lived. He recognized it because his was giving him a bit of trouble. There wasn’t time for him to worry about this girl. He’d been in town five days and wasn’t any closer to discovering who’d killed Mel, and wouldn’t learn much today. If the four men who’d trekked up the hill asking about Sara were any indication, going even as far as town was out of the question.

“I’ve been thinking about that,” she said, glancing toward the balcony door, to where the bowl and glass sat on the rail.

Through the glass panes he saw the bowl and glass and had to grin. Leave it to her to figure out a way to feed hummingbirds. In December no less.

“I don’t deserve to inherit any of Winston’s holdings. You’re his son. His blood relative and I’m—”

“Not up to the challenge?” he asked.

Her expression turned harsh, and for a minute he wondered if she’d snap again. He wouldn’t mind battling with her, but considering her condition, would rather not. He barely knew her, yet the desire to help her was overriding just about all of his other thoughts. He could understand why so many had trekked up the hill asking for her hand. She was easy to like, and any man would be proud to have her on his arm.

After a thoughtful gaze that ended with a slight shake of her head, she said, “There is no challenge, and I don’t want anything. I’ll sign whatever I need to sign.”

“There’s nothing to sign.” He rested an elbow on the arm of the chair and set his chin on his fist. “I don’t want anything, not half, not all, but, considering what the lawyer said, neither one of us has a choice.”

“But Winston would have wanted you to have it,” she said with an exuberant amount of passion. “I know he would have.”

Crofton ran both hands over his thighs. When she got all emotional he wanted to wrap his arms around her, but couldn’t. If he did that, he might kiss her.

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