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Cowboy Dad

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by Cathy McDavid

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As head of guest services at Bear Creek Ranch, it's Natalie Forrester's job to make everyone feel welcome.

But from the moment they meet, it's former rodeo champion Aaron Reyes who makes her feel special. The widowed cowboy may be kicking up some dust with his former in-laws, but he's all warmth and tenderness when it comes to Natalie and her infant daughter.


As head of guest services at Bear Creek Ranch, it's Natalie Forrester's job to make everyone feel welcome.

But from the moment they meet, it's former rodeo champion Aaron Reyes who makes her feel special. The widowed cowboy may be kicking up some dust with his former in-laws, but he's all warmth and tenderness when it comes to Natalie and her infant daughter.

Aaron wasn't expecting the folks at Bear Creek to roll out the welcome mat for him. And he certainly didn't intend to fall for the caring single mother and her irresistible baby. He'd planned to skip town as soon as he took care of family business. But how can he leave with Natalie making him feel this is where he belongs... that he's finally come home?

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Harlequin American Romance Series , #1221
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4.10(w) x 6.50(h) x 0.80(d)

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Natalie Forrester stood on the sweeping front porch and watched the old truck rumble down the long road, its tires kicking up a cloud of brown dust. The truck pulled a dilapidated horse trailer that rattled and banged as if it might fall apart with each pothole it hit.
As manager of guest services at Bear Creek Ranch, Natalie considered herself quite adept at determining a visitor's purpose based on the vehicle they drove. This fellow, in his seen-better-days pickup, was either a local from nearby Payson or a cowboy looking for work. Since she didn't recognize the vehicle, cowboy got her vote. Her hunch grew stronger when the driver continued through the ranch in the direction of the barn and corrals.
Whoever he was, he'd be disappointed when he met Natalie's father, head of the resort's guest amenities. Bear Creek Ranch was fully staffed for the upcoming season, scheduled to begin in a mere ten days.
And speaking of the upcoming season, Natalie had a lot of work ahead of her. Break time was over. Her feet, however, refused to heed her brain's command to turn around and march inside. The weather was unusually warm for February, the afternoon particularly balmy. According to the thermometer hanging by the front door of the main lodge, the temperature hovered in the mid-sixties. Quite nice, even for the southern edge of Arizona's rim country, which enjoyed considerably milder winters than its northern counterpart.
Natalie leaned her shoulder against a column built from a tree that had been harvested in the nearby woods about the time President John F. Kennedy took office. The wood, once rough and unfinished, had been worn smooth through the decades by thousands of shouldersbelonging to the guests of Bear Creek Ranch.
She never tired of the view from the front porch. Majestic pines towered toward wispy clouds floating in a sky so blue no artist could truly capture the vibrant hue. Behind the trees, the nearby Mazatzal Mountains rose, their stair-step peaks covered in snow much of the year. Bear Creek, the ranch's namesake, could be easily reached by foot from any of the resort's thirty-three cabins. Clear and clean, the creek teemed with trout and was a favorite with guests wanting to drop a line and test their luck.
Natalie had been born on Bear Creek Ranch, in the same cabin her parents occupied today. Like her younger sister, Sabrina, she'd grown up on the ranch. Unlike Sabrina, Natalie stayed on after reaching adulthood, learning the hospitality business from the ground up.
She wasn't related to the Tuckers, the family who owned the ranch and had since it was constructed back when the railroad still made a stop at the old Bear Creek Station. But she and her parents were treated like family in many ways, and her loyalty to the Tuckers ran deep.
The front screen door banged open, rousing Natalie from her woolgathering. Alice Gilbert, the ranch's office manager and Jake Tucker's personal assistant, popped her head out the door.
"I think Shiloh's awake." She wore the expression of a person who had no experience with babies and wasn't interested in acquiring any.
Pushing off the column, Natalie hurried inside. Her shoes clicked softly on the highly polished hardwood floors as she crossed the lobby toward the front desk. Alice had already disappeared into her small office, which was situated right next to Jake Tucker's larger one.
Natalie didn't have the luxury of a private office. Her position required she be available to guests whenever she was on duty and sometimes when she wasn't. Since she stood—or walked or ran if necessary—more often than she sat while working, the compact computer station tucked behind the reception desk suited her needs just fine.
It was the supply room next to her computer station that Natalie entered, listening intently. No crying. Maybe Alice had been wrong. Tiptoeing, Natalie made her way to the portable crib in the center of the floor. A Mother Goose night-light provided just enough illumination for her to make out the tiny baby stirring in the crib.
As always, Natalie's heart melted at the sight of her beautiful three-month-old daughter. How did she ever get so lucky? What had been a scary unplanned pregnancy turned into the greatest joy of her life. Not a day passed that Natalie didn't thank her lucky stars.
"Hey there, sweetie pie." She bent and reached into the crib. Lifting Shiloh, she put the baby to her shoulder, kissing a crown of feather-soft hair as she did. "You hungry?"
In response, Shiloh wiggled and mewed and made sucking noises with her tiny mouth.
"Let's go, then."
Natalie left the room and headed toward Jake Tucker's office. Her boss had given her permission to use his office when he wasn't there to nurse Shiloh in privacy. Alice didn't much care for the arrangement but she had no say in the matter. Jake had insisted.
Sitting in the overstuffed leather chair behind Jake's desk, she swiveled to face the window. Shiloh was a good baby in most ways, a blessing considering her unusual day-care circumstances. Natalie nursed the baby and contemplated the changes she'd need to make soon.
The Tuckers had been generous to her since Shiloh's birth. They'd given her six weeks' maternity leave, with pay, and then allowed her to use the storage room as a makeshift nursery after she returned to work. Natalie's mother, who'd retired from Natalie's job two years ago, watched the baby for a couple hours in the morning. Jake's oldest daughter helped out when she got home from school.
It was those hours in between that were the problem. Natalie couldn't keep Shiloh with her during the day when the ranch reopened for the new season. Hiring a part-time nanny made the most sense, but finding a trusted candidate she could afford on her modest budget wouldn't be easy.
Balancing Shiloh in her lap, Natalie rubbed the baby's back and waited for a burp. When Shiloh showed no more interest in nursing, Natalie buttoned her blouse. Not an easy task with a baby in her lap. She started when the door unexpectedly opened, hurrying to smooth her disarrayed clothing. Shiloh gave a fussy cry in response.
"Just a second," Natalie said, feeling her cheeks flush. Although she had permission to be there, she was nonetheless embarrassed. She stood up and turned around, Shiloh cradled in her arms, an apology on the tip of her tongue.
Only it wasn't Jake Tucker who stood just inside the doorway. This man was a complete stranger.
"May I help you?" Her voice squeaked slightly.
"Sorry to disturb you, ma'am." He removed his battered cowboy hat. "The lady out front didn't tell me anyone was in here."
"Not your fault." Natalie mustered her best be-nice-to-the-guests smile. Alice's oversight may or may not have been intentional. No point getting upset about it.
"The fellow down at the stables told me to wait here for Tucker."
Two things about the man's statement struck Natalie as odd. First was the fact her father sent the cowboy to the main lodge.
Even if they were looking to hire another hand, her father didn't need Jake's approval for that.
Second, no one Natalie knew or had ever met referred to Jacob Tucker by his last name alone. Family and close friends called him Jake. Everyone else, including Natalie except when they were in private, called him Mr. Tucker.
"Did Alice phone him for you?"
"If that's the lady out front, I believe she did. Said he'd be right along."
He smiled at Natalie then, and she was surprised to find herself thinking what an attractive man he was. Dark brown eyes and even darker hair hinted at a Hispanic heritage. His shoulders were wide but proportionate to his height and well muscled. This cowboy, in his faded jeans and worn-at-the-elbows work shirt, was accustomed to hard physical labor. It was a look he carried well.
"All right then." Natalie took a step toward the door, intending to leave. Her curiosity was definitely piqued, but this man's meeting with Jake was none of her business.
"Your baby's very pretty."
His words stopped her. She received many compliments on Shiloh, but rarely from men and never from men who were strangers.
"Thank you."
His smile warmed, and Natalie relaxed. She met all types of people in her line of work. Though appearances could be deceiving, she was a quick and fairly accurate judge of character. This cowboy didn't strike her as a troublemaker or a creep. If anything, she sensed the opposite in him. There was a quiet sadness underlying his pleasant manner. Subtle, but definitely there.
"Her father must be very proud of her," he said.
"I wouldn't know." Her response came unexpectedly. She didn't reveal much to anyone about Shiloh's absent father, preferring to dodge questions rather than reply.
"His loss," the man said simply.
"Yes, it is," Natalie said and automatically held a dozy Shiloh closer. "I'd best go."
He inclined his head. "Maybe I'll see you around the ranch."
There was nothing flirtatious about his statement, but Natalie still kept her tone professional. "If you're staying, that's likely."
"I'm staying."
"You sound very sure."
"It's taken me two years to get here. And now that I am, I'm not leaving. For any reason," he added.
"I see." Another odd comment, Natalie mused. But then everything about this man and his visit was out of the ordinary…and interesting, she silently admitted.
In the ten months since Shiloh's father left—with the same abruptness he'd come into her life—Natalie avoided encounters with the opposite sex. So why pick today to lower her guard? And with someone she'd met in a less than comfortable situation only moments before?
Hurried footsteps echoed in the lobby.
"Mr. Tucker's here."
The man gave an unconcerned shrug and if she wasn't mistaken, his sad eyes twinkled with the barest hint of amusement.
In the next instant, Jake burst through the door. A fine sheen of perspiration covered his forehead, and a lock of hair hung limply over his brow. Natalie couldn't help staring at her boss's uncustomary disheveled state.
"Oh." He appeared taken aback to find her in his office. "You two have met."
"Not exactly," Natalie stammered.
"I inadvertently walked in on her," the man offered. "We haven't been officially introduced yet."
He was smiling again, and Natalie flushed anew. Had he come into the office a minute sooner, he'd have caught her nursing Shiloh.
Jake combed fingers through his hair, restoring it to a semblance of its normal tidiness. "Natalie Forrester is our manager of guest services." He indicated the man with a curt nod and a throat clearing. "And this is Aaron Reyes."
Natalie forced her slack-jawed mouth to close. "How do you do," she murmured when her wits returned.
"He was my sister's husband," Jake clarified.
He needn't have bothered—Natalie knew the name. She'd heard it shouted, whispered, trashed and taken in vain plenty often during the last few years. But never once uttered with warmth or affection.
"I'll leave you two alone," she said and made a beeline for the door. Shiloh protested the bumpy ride with a soft cry.
"It was nice meeting you, ma'am," he called after her.
"Same here."
"Don't go far," Jake said before Natalie closed the door. "I'll need you to show Reyes here to his quarters."
"Yes, sir."
So, he was staying. For eight weeks if he abided by the terms of the Tucker Family Trust.
"Well, I'll be damned," Natalie muttered to herself. Aaron Reyes, husband of the late Hailey Tucker, had come at long last to Bear Creek Ranch to claim his inheritance.
Of all the men she could take notice of, it had to be the one her boss despised with every breath he drew.
"If there was any way I could legally kick your ass off this place, I would."
"I understand."
Aaron didn't take offense at Jake's outburst. His former brother-in-law had a right to be angry at him for waiting until practically the last day to exercise his right to a share of the Tucker Family Trust. Jake didn't, however, have any cause to be mad at Aaron for marrying Hailey. He'd loved his wife and treated her well. They'd been happy together for six months, would have been happy together for the rest of their lives if fate hadn't intervened.
Whether it was their marriage or Aaron's claim to his inheritance that infuriated Jake was irrelevant. Aaron had made an enemy the day he eloped with Jake's younger sister—more than one enemy if Jake wielded the kind of power Hailey always said he did.
"You'll receive no preferential treatment," Jake continued through tightly clenched teeth.
"I don't expect any."
The two men squared off across an oversize oak desk, Jake sat behind it, Aaron in front of it.
"Everyone here works hard. Sunup to sundown. Longer if necessary."
"My kind of hours."
Jake snorted, then snatched a paper off his desk as if he just that second realized something needed his attention.
Aaron waited. He could play the game, had been prepared to do just that. For the longest time after Hailey died he'd had nothing to do with the Tuckers or the inheritance she'd left him, despite it being her wish he get to know her family and the ranch her grandparents founded.
A month ago, as the deadline for him to act approached, Aaron changed his mind. He was glad he did. Sparring with Jake made him feel truly alive for the first time since he'd knelt in that arena, an unconscious Hailey in his arms. She never woke up. The fall, a freak riding accident, had crushed her skull beyond repair. She died four hours later in a hospital bed, surrounded by people who loved her—and who disliked each other intensely.
"Breakfast is at 6:00 a.m. sharp. Lunch at noon." Jake set his paper aside. "You'll eat with the staff, not the guests."
"Beats chowing on a can of refried beans in the back of my pickup."
Jake gave a noncommittal grunt. "Dinner at six. Then you'll be required to eat with the guests."
"Really?" Aaron raised an eyebrow.
"Ranch policy. Not my personal one. The guests enjoy mingling with the hands."
"And that's what I'll be doing while I'm here? Ranch hand?"
"Report to Gary Forrester in the morning. Before breakfast," Jake emphasized.
"The man who directed me here?"
"Yes. He'll decide your job."
If Jake were in charge of assigning jobs, Aaron thought wryly, he'd probably pick head manure shoveler.
"Is Gary Forrester any relation to Natalie Forrester?"
"Her father. He oversees our riding stock, the stables and the wranglers, among other things."
Aaron thought of the young woman he'd met earlier in Jake's office. She'd done her best to downplay her natural prettiness. No makeup to accent intelligent blue eyes. She wore a stretchy headband that only half tamed a mop of wild blond curls, and baggy jeans and sweater that did little to hide a very female shape beneath.
He wasn't interested in complicating his life with romantic entanglements but if he ever changed his mind, Natalie Forrester would be a woman worth tangling with.
"Do I talk to Ms. Forrester about paying for my room and board?"
"You don't pay." Jake ground the teeth he'd been previously clenching. "Members of the trust receive meals and lodging as part of the deal."

Meet the Author

By day (Monday through Friday, that is) Cathy McDavid is the mild-mannered owner of a commercial construction company that she manages with her gorgeous husband of nineteen years. But by night (and most weekends) she becomes…Romance Writer.

Faster than a riveting plotline. Stronger than a compelling conflict. Able to create sexy heroes and spunky heroines readers will fall in love with. Look, up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane, it's…

All right, all right. So she's not an alien sent to Earth from another galaxy—despite what her seventeen-year-old twins would say—but if you ask her, this author of ten books would tell you that being a romance writer is pretty darn super.

Cathy's Smallville is actually Scottsdale, Arizona. She embraced the country life long before she met her husband, a modern-day mule skinner who drives a replica of a Wells Fargo stagecoach with a team of six mules. Cathy literally gets up with the chickens. She has a flock of over thirty-five laying hens and one duck who has her own private swimming pool. Two dogs and one elderly, crotchety boss cat round out the McDavid pets. Cathy loves contemporary ranch stories and often incorporates her own experiences into her stories.

When not writing, she and her family spend as much time as they can at their cabin in the small town of Young. Of course, she takes her laptop with her on the chance inspiration strikes.

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Cowboy Dad 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 335 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I really enjoyed reading this book, knew how it would end but was still a great read, I highly recommend this book to anyone who loves romance & happy endings.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It was pleasant, but predictable. Would have been better without the sex scene, since the sexual tension was one of it's better points early on.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Would be better without the sexy part.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Really enjoyed this 167 page quick read. Natalie has been burned by a cowboy before so when Aaron comes to the ranch, sparks fly in more ways than love. This sweet and sad book is worth your time.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Kept me reading the whole time. Great read.
rc64 More than 1 year ago
Good Story
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This was a good clean book to read. Once i start reading the book ang got into it .the The book was hard to put down.  and there was no dirty sex senes. Cathy you did a really  Good job one this book. Keep writing. Thanks
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Very good read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Good reading. Sweet love story. You can feel a lot of the author's personal influences in her writing.
Rosewarrior62 More than 1 year ago
This was a nice afternoon read. Entertaining & heartfelt. The characters were real & not boring. I enjoyed the story & escaping to somewhere else for a little while.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great characters and story development!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It is worth the read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Good light story. Just a feel good book.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love this story it rocks :)
NavyWave62 More than 1 year ago
ENDERING LOVE STORY! This was my first book by this author and I really enjoyed it. Yes, there was a sex scene, certainly not erotic type, I thought it was appropriate for our character's. This book shows how our past experiences, carry over to the present. My heart ached for Jake and I need to see if he has a story. I loved all the character's and some we tug at your heart. I enjoyed the ending and read this in one afternoon. (ljb)
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Good read
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Short read but i like stories that get to the point. If your looking for hot and sweaty reading this isnt that type of book. Love at first sight.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I read it in a few hours, it was enjoyable. A great escape from studying to be a nurse.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I'm only about half way through but I really like it already. If you like a book with a happy ending, I believe this will be one.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Cowboy dad is a funny title
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is turly a great book!!!! The best book i have read on a long time!!! Great book for anyone to read!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Enjoyable light romance
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great read that held my attention, start to finish.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love got it yesterday and couldnt put it down read read reas
Anonymous 30 days ago