![]() ![]() He then broke a smaller piece for the puppy, Milo, who chewed on Rocket’s fluffy tail. “Not at all.” Expression innocent, Henry fed breakfast waffle to the Australian shepherd, Rocket, who lay beside him. “So my keeping an eye on Bridie has nothing to do with you wanting to get rid of me?” Even now, the independent old rancher took any opportunity to ditch him.Īmusement warmed Henry’s hard blue gaze. Henry had recently had a hip replacement and had resisted Ethan leaving his Colorado Springs ranch to stay with him while he recovered. Bad luck had nothing to do with him being designated the job to keep Zane Nash’s half-sister out of trouble. “Because you drew the short straw.”Įthan rubbed his chin. The timeworn creases on Henry’s face dissolved into a grin. ![]() “Tell me again why I’m supposed to be this Aussie cowgirl’s babysitter for the summer?” Ethan Morgan lifted a brow and stared at his father across the kitchen table. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. ![]() No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews. ![]()
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