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The Comeback Cowboy. Cathy Mcdavid
Читать онлайн.Название The Comeback Cowboy
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isbn 9781408958889
Автор произведения Cathy Mcdavid
Жанр Контркультура
Серия Mills & Boon Love Inspired
Издательство HarperCollins
“WHAT’S WRONG?”
“Nothing, Pop.” Adele had practically steamrolled her grandfather in her haste to get inside.
“You sure?” He studied her with concern.
She suspected he’d been watching her and Ty from the lobby window. “Absolutely. Why would you think there was?” She made her way around the registration counter and into the sanctuary of her small office.
Pop followed her, shutting the door behind them except for a narrow crack—just in case someone rang the bell.
“You’re upset, and Ty looked none too happy, either.”
She was never any good at hiding her feelings. “Reese and I ran into him at the feed store. He wound up joining us for lunch. Garth was there, too.”
Pop harrumphed. “Guess I can’t blame the boy for being a touch prickly after that.”
“Actually, he handled it pretty well.” She gave her grandfather a brief account of the lunch.
“Then why are you acting like you two tangled? Is he mad about taking the beginner class?”
“Not at all.”
Pop lowered himself carefully into the office’s single visitor chair, wincing slightly. When he was settled, he let out a long groan. “Damn hip’s giving me fits today. Must be the rain.”
It hadn’t rained in over two weeks and didn’t remotely look like it was going to anytime soon. “You taking the new medicine your doctor prescribed?”
“Yes, and quit nagging me.” They both knew he should have hip-replacement surgery, but Pop insisted he wasn’t going under the knife unless it was a matter of life and death.
Adele thought his refusal had more to do with her than any fear of hospitals. He worried about leaving the entire responsibility of the ranch and Cowboy College to her.
“And quit changing the subject,” he scolded.
“What?”
“From you and Ty.” His wizened features softened. “You like him.”
Hoping to distract her grandfather, she shook her mouse and roused her computer from its hibernation. “He’s just another guest.”
“You don’t date enough. You need to get out and have a little fun now and then.”
“I went to lunch today.”
“With friends. That’s not the same.”
No? It had felt a little like a date. Part of the time, anyway.
“You’ve haven’t gone out with anyone since that Joe kid from Phoenix.”
“Yes, I have.”
“When? Who?”
Adele searched her brain and came up blank. “I’m sure I have.”
Pop just grunted. His way of saying he was right.
She skimmed the contents of her email in-box, hating to agree with her grandfather. Joe had been her last relationship, and it could hardly be called serious. In fact, none of her relationships since she’d graduated high school had been serious.
“Ty’s a good man,” Pop continued, oblivious to her diversion tactics. “And he’s taken a shine to you. I can tell by how he looks at you.”
“I’m not interested in him except as a guest of this ranch and a student in my class.”
Pop chuckled. “I guess that’s why you were walking away from him earlier like a bee flew up the back of your shirt.”
“I was not!” Adele’s heated denial was met with another grunt. She clicked on the unopened emails in earnest, ignoring her grandfather.
He abruptly sobered. “Is it because he’s a professional roper?”
She didn’t respond.
“They’re not all bad,” his said, his gravelly voice dropping in pitch.
“I know.” She turned and gave him a soft smile. “But men like you are the exception, not the rule.”
“It’s been a lot of years, Dellie. Time you moved on. Put your parents and what they did behind you.”
“I don’t want to talk about them. Not now.”
“Just because your mom and dad were lousy parents is no reason to shut yourself off from love. I won’t be around forever.”
“Don’t say that!”
“You need someone besides an old coot like me to dote on. A husband. Children.”
“You’re more than enough.”
“Get to know Ty. Don’t let him being a professional roper put you off.”
Her grandfather had hit the nail on the head, and they both knew it. Work was simply an excuse. The main reason Adele didn’t date much was because the vast majority of single men she met were unsuitable. Markton was a small town and the pickings slim to begin with. Making it worse, she didn’t date employees or, as she’d told Ty, guests. Most others close to her age were either rodeo men or wannabe rodeo men.
After watching her parents destroy each other’s lives and hers, she’d vowed not to become involved with anyone remotely connected with “the business.”
“He’s leaving in a few weeks, Pop. Even if I wanted to give him a shot, I wouldn’t.”
Before her grandfather could comment, the bell on the reception counter rang. Adele sprang to her feet and called, “Be right there.”
As there were no new guests scheduled to arrive today, she fully expected to see one of their current students standing at the counter, waiting to inform her of a need. At the sight of the lone, middle-aged woman wheeling one small suitcase, Adele came to a sudden stop, every thought flying instantly out of her head.
“Who is it?” Pop asked, hobbling out the office door. He, too, drew up short. But unlike Adele, he wasn’t at a loss for words. “What the hell are you doing here?”
Adele wanted to know the same thing.
“Oh, Pop,” Lani Donnelly chirped. “Is that anything to say to your daughter-in-law?” She turned to Adele, a too-sunny-to-be-real smile on her face. “Don’t just stand there, baby girl, come give your mom a hug.”
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