A Cowboy Comes Home - Barbara Dunlop 8 стр.


She sucked in a quick breath, her jade-green eyes fluttering closed.

Caleb could tell stop signals from go signals, and this was definitely a go. Her head tilted sideways, as she leaned into his palm. He crossed the final inches, her sweet breath puffing against his face in the split second before his lips touched hers.

Desire exploded in his chest. Hed meant it to be a gentle kiss, but raw passion pushed him forward.

Hed known it would be good, guessed she would taste like ambrosia, but nothing had prepared him for the rush of raw lust that made his arms wrap around her and his entire body harden to steel.

He opened his mouth, deepening the kiss. She whimpered in surrender, giving him access, her small tongue parrying with his, while his broad palm stroked its way from her waist to her hip, to the curve at the side of her breast.

He shifted his body, pulling her into his lap, never breaking the kiss as her soft, pert behind settled against him. He raked the satin of her hair out of the way, his fingertips convulsing against her scalp. Her small hands clung to his shoulders, hanging on tight, while her rounded breasts pressed erotically against his chest.

He wanted to rip off her clothes, push her back on the seat, or down on the floor, and ravage her body until neither of them could see straight. He knew he couldnt do that, knew he was losing control, knew he had to drag them back to reality before their passion got completely out of control.

But then her hot hands slid the length of his chest, and he put sanity on hold. She freed the buttons of his cotton shirt, her palms searing into his bare skin.

His hand closed over her breast, feeling its weight through the fabric of her shirt and the lace of her bra. He kissed her harder, deeper, settling her more firmly on the heat of his need. Her kisses trailed to his chest, over his pecs, across one flat nipple, and he groaned in reaction.

We cant, he whispered harshly, even as he buried his face in her fragrant hair and prayed shed keep going.

She stilled, her breath cooling a damp spot on his bare skin.

They were both silent for a long moment, while Caleb tried unsuccessfully to bring his emotions under control.

Im sorry, she whispered, lips grazing his skin.

Are you kidding me? he breathed. He forced himself to draw back, tipping up her chin and gazing into her passion-clouded eyes. I have never-

The cell phone in her jeans pocket buzzed, startling them both.

-ever, he continued, trying to hold her gaze, reluctant to let the moment go.

The cell phone buzzed again.

Fortuitous? she asked, seeming to regain her equilibrium.

Not the word I would have used. He sighed.

She shifted off his lap, slipping her hand into her jeans pocket to retrieve the cell phone.

Abigail, she announced while she pressed the talk button. Hey, Abby.

Caleb couldnt believe she could sound so normal. He sure wasnt that capable of turning on a dime like that. Desire was still pulsing its way through his extremities. It was going to be long minutes before he would be able to do anything more than breathe.

When? Mandy asked into the phone, her voice going guttural.

Her gaze locked on to Calebs, fear shooting through her irises. I dont-

She swayed on her feet, and he instantly leaped to his, holding her steady.

Where? she asked hoarsely, bracing herself by grasping his arm. Yes. Of course. She nodded reflexively. Yes.

She was silent for another moment, her hand squeezing his arm in a vice grip. Right now, she told her sister. Ill be there. Bye. Her tone was whispered as she lowered the phone.

What? Caleb prompted, his stomach clenching hard. Something had obviously gone terribly wrong.

My dad, she managed, blinking back twin pools of gathering tears. They think it was a stroke.

Is he Caleb couldnt finish the sentence.

The medical airlift is on its way.

How bad?

Numbness, speech problems, confusion. She broke away from Calebs hold. I have to get home.

Ill drive you.

No, I can-

Ill drive you. There wasnt a chance in hell he was letting her speed down the dark, dirt ranch road all alone.

Four

All the lights were blazing when Mandy and Caleb drove up to the ranch house. Calebs rented SUV had barely come to a halt when she flung open her door, feet barely touching the dirt driveway as she sprinted across the porch. She rushed through the entry hall to the big living room.

There, she saw Seth first, his strong face pinched in concern where he sat on the sofa, holding her mothers hand. Her sister Abby was furiously hitting keys on the computer, while Travis paced in the middle of the room, obviously ready for action and obviously frustrated because there was nothing he could do to help.

Mom. Mandy rushed forward, sliding down beside her mother and wrapping an arm around her slim shoulders. Her mothers face was pale, eyes red-rimmed and hollow looking.

The helicopter left about five minutes ago, said Seth.

They said there wasnt room for Mom. Travis sounded angry.

Mandy heard Caleb enter the house and cross the foyer behind her, but she didnt turn. She felt guilty for being attracted to him, guilty for kissing him, guilty as sin for getting lost in his embrace while her father fell ill and collapsed.

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Im trying to find her a ticket out of Lyndon for the morning, Abigail put in.

Theyre taking him straight to Denver, said Travis. Theres a specialist there, a whole team with the latest technology for early stroke intervention.

That sounds good, Mandy said to her mother, rubbing Maureens shoulder with her palm.

Damn it. The connection is bogged down again, said Abigail.

Caleb stepped fully into the room. My corporate jets on the tarmac in Lyndon.

Everyone turned to stare at him.

Seth came to his feet. How many of us can you take?

As many as need to go. He captured Mandys gaze for a long second.

Ill stay here, Travis put in, drawing everyones attention. He glanced at his siblings. Im probably the least help there, but Im the most help here.

Seth nodded his agreement with the suggestion.

Responding to Seths concurrence, Caleb pulled out his cell phone. Ill have the pilots meet us at the airport. Mandy, why dont you put together an overnight bag for your mother?

Abby swiveled back to the computer. Im booking a hotel for us in Denver.

See if theres an Emerald Chateau near the hospital, said Caleb as he pressed the buttons on his phone. We have a corporate account. Call them and use my name. He put his cell phone to his ear and turned toward the foyer.

Mandy squeezed her mothers cool hand. Did you hear that, Mom?

Maureen gave a small nod of acknowledgment.

Good. Mandy struggled to keep her voice even. Breaking down right now wouldnt help anyone, least of all her mother. Im going to pack you a few things. You just sit tight.

He couldnt speak. Maureens voice was paper dry, her hand squeezing Mandys. He tried, but his words were all muddled. Syllables sometimes, then nonsense.

Mandy swallowed the lump in her throat. I think thats really common with a stroke. And its sounds like theyve got a great team in Denver. Hell get the best care. Her gaze met her brother Seths and he motioned with his head for her to go pack.

She nodded in response, gently releasing her mothers hand. The sooner they got to Denver, the better.

As she headed for the staircase, she passed Caleb in the foyer, where he was talking on the phone to his pilot. Two hours, tops, he said. Right. Well be there.

She stopped and turned back, reaching out to lay the flat of her hand on his chest, mouthing the words Thank you.

He placed his hand over hers and gave one quick squeeze then pointed her toward the staircase.


Mandy had never been on a private plane. The flight to Denver was, thankfully, quick and smooth. The Active Equipment jet had room for eight passengers, and Caleb had arranged for a car to take them directly from the airport to the hospital. There, Mandys mother was the only person allowed to see her father, and the nurse would let her into his room for only a few minutes.

The doctors were medicating him and monitoring him closely to watch for additional strokes. They told the family they needed to keep him calm. The initial prognosis was for a slow, potentially limited recovery. There was no way to tell how much of his speech and mobility he would regain. A doctor told them the first few days were critical.

Although Abby had booked regular rooms at the Denver Emerald Chateau, a word from Caleb to the front-desk clerk had Mandy, Abby and her mother in a luxurious, two-bedroom suite. Caleb and Seth had taken an identical suite at the opposite end of the twentieth-floor hallway.

It was nearly three in the morning before Mandys mother finally got to bed. Thankfully, she fell asleep almost immediately, and Mandy joined Abby, Seth and Caleb in the suites living room.

Abigail was handing Seth her cell phone. Your brother wants to talk to you.

Thanks, tons. Seth scowled as he accepted the phone.

The only vacant seat was on a small couch next to Caleb, and Mandy sat down. She felt his gaze on her profile, swore she could feel his energy through her pores, but she didnt turn.

Must we do this now? Seth was asking into the phone.

Mandy gave her sister a quizzical look.

Seth was talking about dropping out of the Lyndon mayoralty race, Abby explained. Travis disagrees.

Mandy disagreed, as well, strenuously. Her oldest brother had been planning this political move for over two years. Itll be weeks before he even needs to campaign.

Abigail huffed as she crossed her arms over her chest. Thats what I told him. And thats what Traviss telling him.

Mandy shook her head. Dad wont want him to drop out.

Their father had been totally supportive of Seths decision to run for mayor. The ranching community was slowly being pushed out of the economic framework of the district as tourism operations and small businesses moved in and began to lobby for their own interests.

Whos going to run the place? Seth demanded into the phone. You?

He listened for a moment, then gave a cold laugh. Dont make promises you cant keep.

Caleb leaned toward Mandy. This is a terrible time for them to have this conversation. They have absolutely no perspective at all.

She knew he was right and nodded her agreement. They were all exhausted and their emotions were raw.

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