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“On second thought, don’t bother,” Tara declared with an airy wave of her hand “I’ll call and tell her ed to lose touch these last few
years after ere so close”
“I’m sure Cat would like that,” Ty replied evenly, aware that his younger sister had always been fond of Tara
“We were about to have dinner Would you care to join us?” Chase motioned to an empty chair at their table, the invitation intended to prompt her departure
It backfired
“How kind of you to ask, Chase I think I’ll pass on the dinner, but I would love to join you for a cup of coffee and catch up on all the family news”
Tara took perverse satisfaction in the flicker of irritation that passed so briefly across Chase Calder’s expression She had no illusions about his opinion of her Regardless of her welco until she was ready
When Chase moved to pull out the empty chair for her, Tara turned away so she couldaround one of the chairs from a nearby table and positioned it so that she could sit between Ty and the loathsome woman he married Tara hated Jessy She always had There wasn’t any doubt in her mind that, if it weren’t for that she-bitch Jessy Niles, there would have been no divorce and she would still be Ty’s wife
Admittedly she and Ty had encountered soe, but none they couldn’t have worked out Given enough ti out the divorce so long
In truth, Tara had ultireed to the divorce only when it becaht Ty over it, theThe grass always looked greener in forbidden pastures Now that he had had a chance to graze on it for a few years, Tara wondered just how much Ty still liked the taste of it Surely he had wearied of Jessy by now
After all, the wohter of an ordinary ranch hand It was true that the bone structure of her face was quite good, classical in its line Makeup would have done wonders to enhance it, but one glance had revealed to Tara that Jessy was totally devoid of any, except, perhaps, solance also told her that Jessy still didn’t wear the sort of clothes a Calder wife should Cowboy boots, tan twills, and a sloppy white shirt were hardly suitable attire Nor did Jessy kno to take care of her skin Tara had been quick to notice all the feathery lines etched around Jessy’s olden tan that came from a failure to use protective sunscreen
It was beyond question that Jessy suffered greatly in contrast to her With the two of the side by side, Ty was bound to notice the disparity Tara was counting on it
“So how have things been at the Triple C?” Tara angled herself toward Ty, effectively excluding Jessy fro a cup of coffee for her
“Fine” Ty’s one-word ansas deliberately cool, almost as cold as the accusation in his eyes that seemed to convey he knehat she was up to
Fully confident of her abilities, Tara was undeterred “I’aze slide to his shoulder sling, paused a beat while she suave an expressive little shudder “Every time I think about that horrible moment when they told me you had been seriously wounded, I”—she lifted her head, letting him see the moisture in her eyes—“I orried out of my mind about you, Ty Crazy, isn’t it, after all this time apart”