The Doctor Wore Boots. Debra Webb
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Could Dex say the same? Maybe, he wasn’t sure…yet. “The Coopers are fine. I have to go. They’re waiting for me.”
When Ty didn’t respond, Dex added, “Ty, I have to go.”
“Okay, but one more thing. What’s between you and this Dr. Stovall?”
“Dr. Stovall?” Dex paused, searching his brain for recognition. “Nothing. She’s a pediatrician, I believe, at the hospital. Sort of a do-gooder—”
“There’s nothing wrong with that,” Ty interjected sharply.
Dex sighed. This did not sound good. “Listen, Ty, watch your step. I have to come back there, remember?”
“Don’t worry. Everything’s under control.”
“Good. I’ll talk to you when I can. Gotta go.”
Dex hung up the receiver. It took him three long beats to prepare himself to reenter the dining room.
“It was one of the people I met in Chicago,” he announced to the expectant faces still gathered around the table. “I should have word in a few days.”
Nods and sounds of acknowledgment echoed around the room. Grandfather Cooper maintained a solemn, clearly skeptical expression.
Dex pulled his chair out and sat down. He looked at his plate, laden with eggs, bacon and biscuits, just in time to see a Cheerio land in the middle of the two sunny-side up eggs. His gaze met the wicked one belonging to his five-year-old niece, who was sitting on the opposite side of the table eating dry cereal from a bowl.
“Morning, Uncle Ty. You’re a sleepyhead this mornin’,” she accused.
Before Dex could think of an appropriate response, the rest of the men stood.
“The day’s a wastin’. We’d better get going,” Court suggested.
Another Cheerio plopped into Dex’s plate. “I’ll just eat something later,” he said as he pushed up from his chair.
Grandmother Cooper frowned. “Don’t rush out without your breakfast. You can catch up with your brothers later.”
“Really,” Dex assured her. “I’m good.”
He left the room amid a chorus of “Uncle Tys!” resounding behind him. The twins had joined his niece, whom Dex now mentally dubbed the princess, in her farewell dramatics. Dex was pretty sure he’d never faced an opponent in the boardroom as formidable as those three kids.
Considering he was staying for the next few days under the same roof with them, he couldn’t see how things could get any worse.
Once in the yard, Court said, “Chad, you want to oversee the barn work while Ty and I check out the fencing?”
“Will do.”
Check out the fencing? He could do that, Dex decided. He followed Court to the barn. He paused in front of two stalls where a couple of massive horses resided.
“Saddle up, bro.” Court clapped Dex on the back. “We’ve got a long day ahead of us.”
Dex stared at the horse eyeing him suspiciously. Things had just gotten worse.
WHEN COURT finally called it a day, Dex had a complete understanding of the phrase “too long in the saddle.” Every part of his lower body ached.
Sliding off the horse proved almost as difficult as mounting the huge beast had. By the time Dex had gotten into the saddle, Court was convinced the whole routine was an act to make him laugh. He’d laughed so hard he’d nearly cried when he’d had to tighten the cinch. Dex had tried to emulate Court as he saddled his own horse, but obviously he hadn’t gotten it exactly right.
Taking small careful steps now, Dex headed toward the house. He needed a long, hot soak in the tub. He needed food and drink. No. Strike that. What he really needed was a half dozen or so protein shakes and then a double Scotch to finish it off.
He winced with each step. How could anyone like this lifestyle?
“Ty!”
Dex looked in the direction of the driveway and the unexpected but welcome sound of Leanne’s voice. Already he knew it by heart. He was far too exhausted to consider why.
“Leanne,” he acknowledged. “How are you today?”
She frowned, the gesture deepening the worry already clouding her expression. “We need to talk.”
Something was wrong. Dex could see it in her eyes. He had the sudden urge to put his arm around her slender shoulders and assure her that everything would be fine. He gave himself a mental shake. Slow down, he warned. This was a mistake he did not intend to make. He recalled Ty’s warning, but the urge to reassure her still nagged at him.
“Okay,” he said instead, tucking his hands into his back pockets as a precaution.
She glanced around. “Not here.” Her too-serious gaze landed on his once more. “Do you mind taking a ride to my place?”
The thought of sitting down in anything other than hot water almost made him say no, but the need to put that smile back on her pretty face prevailed.
“Why not?” He offered his arm. “I’d be pleased to.”
Looking even more worried, she placed her arm in his and walked with him to her old truck. He opened the door for her then hustled around to the passenger door as quickly as he dared. But lowering himself into the seat proved the most difficult task.
“Are you sure you’re feeling all right, Ty?” she asked, her fingers poised on the key in the ignition.
“Fabulous,” Dex returned. “Just fabulous.”
Shaking her head she started the engine.
This young lady seemed to know Ty better than anyone else. At least, she appeared to be the only one suspicious of Dex. He studied her lovely profile as she drove away from the Circle C. His muscles tightened just looking at her, in spite of his numerous aches.
He definitely had to watch his step around her.
LEANNE STOOD NEXT to Ty on her back porch and surveyed the dream her father had started five years ago. Her mother was resting in her room. She wouldn’t like it if she knew what Leanne was about to do. But she had to tell him before she lost her nerve. She had to be honest, especially in light of recent events. She’d thought about it all night.
“I know you remember my father dreamed of turning this place into a dude ranch.” She looked up at Ty. He looked at a loss for a moment, then nodded. Leanne peered back out over the nearly finished guest cabins and the waiting pool. “I want to make it happen, Ty,” she said quietly, bracing herself for his response.
A full minute ticked by in silence.
“It’s not what either of our families wants,” she hastened to add. “I know that. But it wouldn’t affect the grazing land. The Circle C could continue to lease the grazing land, all of it if they want. That wouldn’t be a problem.”
He looked at her then. She couldn’t read what he was thinking or feeling. Please, she prayed, let him understand.
“This is what you want?” he asked, his tone carefully measured.
She nodded. “Very much.”
He took off his hat and threaded his fingers through his hair, then replaced the hat as if he weren’t used to having to bother. Her frown deepened. What was it that made him seem so different since he’d come back from Chicago? Even the way he talked was wrong somehow.
He took the four steps down from the porch then turned back to her. “Do you mind if we walk?”
She shook her head and hurried down the steps after him.
“Is the wiring and plumbing for the guest cottages complete?” he asked