The Bachelor's Baby. Teresa Southwick
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way, but what are you doing here?”
“I wanted to see Jason.”
She remembered he had set something down in the entryway, but she’d been too distraught to notice what it was. “What did you bring?” she asked.
He glanced in that direction. “I forgot all about that.” He walked over and picked up the object, and all she could tell was that it was made out of wood. When he brought it to her, she could see it was a rocking horse.
She couldn’t help smiling. “That’s really cute. You’re aware, though, that it will be at least a year before he can ride it?”
“So?”
“So I have a feeling this is a symbolic gesture from a man of few words.”
“You mean my way of saying I want you and Jason to come to the ranch?”
“Yeah, that about sums it up.”
He shrugged. “Could be. I just saw it in a toy store and bought it. Since you brought the subject up, have you considered my proposition?”
Casey shifted nervously on the sofa, noticing a similar air of tension in Tucker. He stood on the opposite side of the coffee table, waiting for her answer. Not trusting herself to look into his blue eyes and chance their effect on her, she glanced at the little rocking horse. The wooden toy didn’t even reach his knee.
“I have considered the possibility of moving to the ranch,” she said.
“What do you think?”
She sighed. “That it’s a big decision.”
“Believe me, I understand. But I want to know my son. I want him to know me,” he said, touching his chest.
She had to try one more time to discourage him. “Be realistic, Tucker. You’re on the rodeo circuit. You wouldn’t be there. Why should I leave everything I’m familiar with to go to a place completely foreign to me, when you’ll be on the road?”
“What if I take some time off? Would that make a difference?”
“Don’t take this the wrong way, but there’s more to consider than you.” She sighed. “Would you like some coffee? I could make a pot.”
“If it’s not too much trouble, I’d like that.”
Casey went to the kitchen and Tucker followed. She busied herself with measuring water and coffee grounds into the automatic drip maker. When she finished, she turned back to him, where he leaned against the white tile countertop beside her matching refrigerator.
Tall, powerful, charismatic. She didn’t have to look into his eyes to be affected by Tucker Smith. Even with her back to him, all the nerves in her body tingled with awareness. Looking up at every gorgeous six foot two inches of him was even more disconcerting.
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