Wrangling the Rancher by Jeannie Watt

Author:Jeannie Watt
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2017-05-05T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

“I’M NOT A farm girl.”

Max opened his green eyes, gave her the kitty equivalent of a scowl from where he lay on his back in the middle of the bed, and then he closed his eyes again and let out a tired kitty sigh.

“Right.” Taylor sat down on the bed and started untying her poor beat-up running shoes. Even her cat agreed. Not a farm girl. Although the tractor was a lot of fun.

She kicked off her shoes, then rubbed a hand over the back of her neck, which wasn’t stiff at all. The day in the tractor might not have taken a toll physically, but she was tired—tired in a way she’d never been after a day at the office.

So, what was the difference?

Maybe it was that she didn’t have the gnawing sense she hadn’t done enough that day?

And her back wasn’t aching. Taylor’s back was her stress barometer. High stress equaled tight muscles, which meant she could sit for only so long, yet today she’d sat for the entire day without a twinge.

Okay...score two points for farmwork, but she didn’t see the score getting much higher. The pay was low and the benefits were nonexistent...unless one counted watching a great-looking guy do his thing with chains and posts.

But that wouldn’t pay a hospital claim.

“One has to work in a realm of reality,” she said to Max, who didn’t bother to respond, or even open his eyes. He’d never been much of a conversationalist. “It’s not bad doing this stuff, but in reality, do I belong here? No. Does Cole want me here?”

She didn’t bother to answer the obvious, but instead got to her feet and went to the old refrigerator to see what she could nuke for dinner.

Her choices were macaroni and cheese or macaroni and cheese.

She was going to have to go shopping soon. If she were in Seattle, she could have popped down the street for a slice of pizza. It would have filled her belly without breaking the bank. Then she could have gone home, put on some jazz, opened a bottle of wine...

Yes, she was a city girl.

With a tight back and a sore neck.

But no dirt on her hands and in her hair.

She pulled out the frozen container of cheese and pasta and peeled off the wrapper, then opened a bottle of wine. She didn’t know if red was the best choice for budget fare, but it was what she had and, better yet, what she liked.

It also made her sleepy. She managed a quick shower, then lay down on her bed, intending to read. Instead she conked out.

She wasn’t certain what brought her awake, but it was something other than the usual thumping and bumping from below. She sat up, causing the book she’d been reading to slip onto the floor, startling her.

Taylor closed her eyes as she waited for her heart to stop racing, then reached down to lay a hand on Max, who’d barely stirred. Whatever had

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