Wish Upon a Cowboy by Jennie Marts

Author:Jennie Marts
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2019-10-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Harper held her breath as she listened to the phone ring. Once. Twice. Three times. Four. Then the machine answered, and Judith’s nasally voice instructed her to leave a message.

Harper snapped the phone closed. She wasn’t ready to leave a message. She’d been ready to bite the woman’s head off and demand that Judith let her have her son back. Damn. Her shoulders sank inward. Maybe it was best that Michael’s mother hadn’t answered. She didn’t seem like the type to take too well to having her head bitten off.

No, she seemed calm and educated. Well, Harper couldn’t compete with that—not unless she wanted to wait four years while she ran out and got a quick college degree—but she could appeal to the older woman’s logic. And her ego.

Judith wanted her to jump through hoops for Floyd. So Harper needed to quit floundering and start asking “how high?” She’d claimed Harper didn’t have a home or an income or a way to support Floyd. So she needed to show the woman she did. That she was working on it.

Harper opened the phone again and typed a text message to Judith that read: I’ve found a nice place to live and am working hard to create a home for Floyd. She already had a home. It was back in Kansas. But until she had enough money to get them back there, she needed Judith to believe she was trying to make a home here. I’d like to see my son. Even for a visit. I could come there, or you could bring him here. Please. I miss him. She pressed Send.

She paced the floor of the tidy living area, strategizing reasons to take the truck into town so she could see her son. Surely Judith would agree to let her visit. The woman had to have a heart. Even if it was buried under a layer of ice, it had to be in there somewhere.

If the chance miracle happened and Judith did soften and agree to let Floyd visit the ranch, Harper would have to tell Logan. But she’d cross that bridge when she came to it. She wasn’t planning to keep her son a secret forever. She would eventually tell Logan.

But she knew telling him would inevitably be the end of the relationship, or whatever it was they were doing. Relationship seemed too strong a word—maybe rapport was better. Whatever they had, it would come to a screaming halt when Logan found out she was a criminal who had spent time in jail and lost her son in the process.

It didn’t matter. The most important thing was Floyd. And getting to see him and hug him to her chest. Her arms ached to hold him, to wrap him up and tell him how much she loved him.

Her phone dinged, and she pressed it to her mouth, afraid to look. She took a deep breath, snapped the phone open, and then let out a heart-wrenching moan.

I appreciate your efforts, but we have to put Floyd first.

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