Wilder Ranch

the missing person’s report and the complaint filing charges against Edward. She’d then gave her a copy of the Restraining Order and reminded her it wasn’t a guarantee that

d my mother I’d only leave w

y again. Once she’d finally slipped into a fitful sleep, I’d quietly gotten up and shut the door to

word I’d said to everyone who’d asked since she showed up on the ranch. Yes, she was my new mission. Yes, I would do whatever it took to see her safe. But it was more than t

sed to be together. As I watched her rest, I could honestly look at her without worrying about ups

ht outside on the other side of the doorway and listened as she’d explained to Debra about

place secret. Some off the grid unknown place where I could hurt him slowly before making him disappear forever. We had a section of the ranch t

red me. Even more upsetting was that he’d been right. It seemed like the deputies in the S

never have been reviled and returned to him so he could continue hurting her. I had a feeling that he wasn’t

e here knew me to be. Oh no! That isn’t who Edward Robinson would find, no he’d find Commander Ace Wilder, team leader of Delta Forces elite Alpha unit.

hing physical that drew me to her. I wasn’t sure what it was, but it called me to her. As I sat in the quiet room listening to the soft sounds of my girl sleeping, my need for rest caught up with me and I slowly slid into a restful sleep. My

ocking W ranch. And more specifically to my house on the Rocking W. The

eliminate the danger to her. Deep in my gut, I knew this would not end peacefully like Frank and Debra tried to assure Jaelyn it would. They thought like civilian law enforcement. They couldn’t understand the danger men like Edward and Congressman Paul Robinson

y past. No, this dream was of a beautiful, light brown-haired woman with golden highlights and eyes as blue as the summer sky. A woman who smiled at me as she s

ts. For the first time since I’d returned home a year ago, I felt well rested and not filled with anxiety,

*

el

A large part of that was because the first thing I saw

epeatedly the day before, so I was clai

removed his button-up shirt the night before to sleep. Leaving him in only a tight muscle style T-shirt that left very little of his massive arms, shoulders, chest, and abs to the imagination. If he hadn’t

were watching as he dressed too. They all looked at me and smiled while the morning nurse fanned her face and winke

et whatever they need, I’m going to run down for breakfas

ou don’t mind,

kiss on the side of my mouth. Sending the tingling sensati

claration. Then he turned and nodded to e

der. Put a saddle on that cowboy and ride him into the sunset.” My

promised my brother who was in th

Army for a year now. And in all that time, no one has seen him

hadn’t left your side in a week, unless Doct

recious possession. Nope, that man is all yours and if you don’t want him, toss him my way. Hell, give

ch and wished they’d just all leave me alone.

k we don’t all know you ain’t family. We know his sisters and cousins. If he’s givi

lip. “Y

as hot. I mean, Vincent is the rodeo star,

re ain’t a woman in this county, single or married, that doesn’t think one night with him would put t

into the chair that Ace had been occupying when he was in the room. When I had, she quickly changed my sheets. She left me a clean towel and filled a pan with hot water telling me I couldn’t showe

and out there waiting. I had barely gotten clean and into a second set of pajamas his mo

hank goodness. Your man wasn’t going to wait much longer. He threatened

his brothers yet. Just his s

tor. Pastor Brandt is getting old and the deacons were worried he was d

heir daughters or granddaughters. But everyone knows that Deputy Debra is who he’ll end up with. Her

true. Pastor Taylor is the one all my girlfriends and I think is the one

ed to ask for forgiveness for

he door, and she sighs. “You’ll

bed and Ace came tearing into the room. B

y handsome. He wasn’t dressed like a pastor. No, Pastor Taylor, like Ace, was in typical cowboy wear. A button up a plaid shirt that was so tight I thought he’d blow the buttons off of it. His Wranglers were well br

he clean sheets around me before setting a cup of pumpkin spic

y flirted with the giant preacher. “Pastor Taylor,

s on my way to the church when my dad asked me to get Ace to go home for a bi

focused on his brother. “What’s go

said to tell you I’d sit with the patient

ocket and hit a contact. “Dad, wh

voice booming out as plain as

ranch. They arrived at the same time just as Amber and Skylar were turning the two-year-olds into