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“Does that mean you won’t ju look

“He deserves it”

“Maybe he does, but it will just create h if you keep your eye on him”

“If that’s the way you want it,” Ty conceded

“It is” Tara smiled, satisfied that Ty would keep his word

Chapter Fifteen

Tara’s visit was the first of several during the next teeks Her excuses were as varied as the tia pool for the twins

Regardless of the reasons she used, her frequent presence didn’t set ith the ranch hands, especially the older ones, who had weathered many a stormy time Neither did Ty’s failure to show any objection to her visits It had the sideways at him whenever Tara was around And sometimes when she wasn’t

As usual, Jessy are of it although nothing was ever overtly said to her The ranch hands conveyed their feelings through seely innocuous remarks uttered in a voice dry with disapproval In their eyes Tara was a traitor and they didn’t want her in theit Yet if pressed, they admitted that Tara’s stated purposes for each of her visits allowed little room for objections

Like this , when Tara had arrived at the Triple C headquarters around nine-thirty, with Buck Haskell behind the wheel and a horse trailer in tow The purpose of her visit was si horses And as Tara had been quick to point out, it was coe that the Triple C had the best-trained mounts around

Tara had spent the last two hours inspecting each of the dozen geldings available for sale, discussing theBuck Haskell’s opinion Out of the twelve, she picked four that she asked to ride beforeher final selection

Standing outside the corral fence, Jessy had one arm wrapped firmly around Trey’shis hands at the sight of the dappled-gray gelding cantering around the pen For hi one Every time he set foot outside The Homestead, Trey had only one destination in mind—the corra

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The same couldn’t be said for the towheaded Laura as she straddled Jessy’s left hip, a fistful of wildflowers in her hand She liked horses well enough, but her true fascination ith Tara It was soin to understand or explain; she could only hope that Laura would outgrow it

At al the watcher of the two, and Trey was the doer Trey was content to sit on the rail only as long as so in the pen The minute the action stopped, so would his interest