Patricia Johns - A Rancher To Remember

He’s forgotten how to be a daddy

But he’ll learn for his Montana Twins

It’s no surprise that Sawyer West doesn’t recognize the beautiful woman visiting his ranch. After an accident, he doesn’t remember anyone. Not even his twin toddlers. Still, something tells him he can trust Olivia Martin, who offers her help with the girls—and recovering his missing memories. Yet that trust may shatter when he learns why she’s really there...

PATRICIA JOHNSwrites from Alberta, Canada. She has her Hon. BA in English literature and currently writes for Harlequin’s Love Inspired and Heartwarming lines. You can find her at patriciajohnsromance.com.

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A Rancher to Remember

Patricia Johns

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ISBN: 978-1-474-09680-5

A RANCHER TO REMEMBER

© 2019 Patricia Johns

Published in Great Britain 2019

by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollins Publishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF

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She was beautiful, but it wasn’t her looks that kept his eyes riveted on her.

There was something there, just beneath the surface, that he could almost remember. He hadn’t felt that about any of the other people from his forgotten life.

“Will you help me to remember it?” he asked quietly. “That life with my wife. My daughters.”

“I wasn’t here for most of that part.”

“What about our friendship? I have a feeling that you mattered to me, too.”

“Yes. But Mia was the one who deserved you.”

What did that mean? He was about to ask, but then one of the toddlers threw a plastic cup across the kitchen, breaking the moment. Sawyer and Olivia both looked in that direction, and Sawyer cleared his throat.

“It’s a lot to ask to help a man get his memory back, I know...but I need help.”

“I’ll do what I can,” she agreed.

“Thank you.” And he meant it from the bottom of his aching heart. For the first time in his limited memory, he felt something close to comfort.

Dear Reader,

This is the last story in my Montana Twins miniseries, and I hope you’ve enjoyed the ride. If you just picked this book up and you like Montana-raised cowboys and adorable twins, you might want to pick up the two previous books, too.

You can find me online at PatriciaJohnsRomance.com. I’m also on Facebook and Twitter where I keep you up to date on my new releases and give you a view into my life. I’d love to hear from you!

Patricia Johns

Blessed are they that mourn:

for they shall be comforted.

—Matthew 5:4

To my husband, the love of my life.

Every year with you gets sweeter.

Contents

Cover

Back Cover Text

About the Author

Booklist

Title Page

Copyright

Note to Readers

Introduction

Dear Reader

Bible Verse

Dedication

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Epilogue

Extract

About the Publisher

Olivia Martin pulled to a stop in front of the low ranch house, squinting against the late afternoon sunlight. She turned off her car and got out. The spring breeze was chilly, but the sunlight was welcomingly warm. She slipped on her leather jacket, and did a full turn, taking in the newly green fields to the west and the wooden fence that separated the house from the rest of the ranch. A beaten-up Chevy pickup was parked by the house, and the screen door was propped open. A child’s babble filtered out of the open door—a squeal, and then a laugh.

Olivia wouldn’t have come back to Beaut, if it weren’t for the crushing debt that her mother’s battle with cancer had left hanging over her and her brother. She had her own reasons for steering clear of this town, but it wasn’t just about her. Her brother, Brian, had stayed in Beaut after their mother’s death, burdened by a debt load that had stalled his life completely, leaving a tense bitterness between them. If her brother was going to have anything to do with her again, she needed to find a financial solution that would help him out. But the solution she’d found all depended on her old friend Sawyer West.

Olivia didn’t expect to find Sawyer at the house in the middle of the day. He was employed here at his uncle’s ranch, after all, and she’d figured he’d be out in a field somewhere. But standing by the fence, a boot hooked on the lowest rung and his hat pushed back on his head, was a familiar figure. She couldn’t see his face from where she stood, but she’d know Sawyer anywhere. A smile came to her lips as she sent up a silent prayer of thanks. Maybe this would be easier than she thought, because she sure had been praying hard for some success here with Sawyer.