Cathy Thacker - The Texas Rancher's Vow

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Never Again!Jen Carson made a promise to herself–no more powerful, controlling husbands. So why is she letting herself be tempted by Matt Briscoe, surely the most alpha male in Laramie County? She only agreed to stay at the Triple B to create a series of commemorative bronze plaques for Matt’s father. Not end up sharing taboo kisses with six-feet-four inches of irresistible cowboy. A cowboy who also happens to be her client’s son. Talk about mixing pleasure with business!And now Jen’s suddenly the reluctant keeper of a Briscoe family secret. Which thrusts her into an even more heated conflict with Matt. No matter how strong her feelings for the studly rancher, Jen has so many good reasons to keep him from becoming a permanent part of her life. Too bad her heart won’t listen to her head…

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Jen couldn’t argue. Matt was very protective of his dad.

But what if it wasn’t Parkinson’s disease? What if it was something else? What if early treatment might make all the difference in the prognosis?

“Matt’s going to notice your symptoms,” Jen warned.

“No. He’s not. And you know why? Because he doesn’t want to see them.” The rancher sighed. “I understand that. I didn’t see Margarite’s infirmities, either, when she first got sick, because I couldn’t bear the thought of anything really being wrong with her. So I convinced myself that she was just tired, or coming down with a cold, or getting over a virus. Anything and everything but what was really happening.”

Jen knew what he meant. “I did the same thing when my dad was in the last stages of liver failure.” Her voice cracked. “I—I couldn’t admit to myself that he was…”

“Dying?”

She nodded, then fell silent. Memories overwhelmed her and tears pricked her eyes.

Emmett reached out and patted her arm. For a moment the two of them sat in silence, comforting each other.

“Besides,” he said eventually, “I take great pains to avoid Matt on those days that are really bad.”

She bit her lip. “You don’t think he’ll get suspicious?”

Emmett shrugged, still confiding in her as naturally as if she were family. “For a while, he thought I was seeing a woman.”

Matt had thought it might be Jen. At least that first day when he’d come to see her in her Austin studio…

“I’ve shared this with you in the strictest confidence,” Emmett continued sincerely. “You are not to tell Matt any of it. And I need you to swear on all you hold dear that you will keep quiet.”

Jen knew what an important first step this was. The big, brash, larger-than-life Texas rancher had admitted to her he was ill. He was trusting her to help him. And she would.

“Yes. I promise,” she said quietly, meaning it with all her heart.

Emmett’s leg trembled harder. Jen put her hand on his knee to stop the involuntary shaking. “I won’t tell anyone,” she reiterated, applying gentle pressure. “Not until you—”

She was about to say “change your mind and give me the okay,” when Emmett’s head jerked up.

The rancher looked past her, flushed guiltily and pushed her hand off his leg.

The hair on the back of her neck prickling, Jen turned in the direction of his gaze and encountered the person she least wanted to see.

Standing in the doorway, looking angry as hell, was the man she had made wild, passionate love with just a few hours before.

Matt Briscoe stomped in.

“Won’t tell anyone what?” he demanded.

Chapter Eight

Matt knew when two people had been caught red-handed. His dad and Jen were definitely up to something. What, Matt didn’t know. Despite the fact that she’d had her hand on his father’s knee, whatever was going on didn’t seem romantic or sexual. And yet there was an undeniable air of intimacy in the room.

Flushing, Jen stood up and, with more grace than Matt would have expected, under the circumstances, moved toward the drafting table. “Your father was a little overcome by the sketches I just showed him.”

She walked over to Matt, drawings in hand.

Matt noted that his father wasn’t looking at him. Rather, he was sitting with his palm planted firmly on the knee Jen had just been touching. Emmett also seemed curiously transfixed on Jen. It was almost as if he wasn’t sure what was going on, either.

Which was strange, Matt thought. If Jen was telling the truth.

He’d bet his bottom dollar she wasn’t.

“Your dad doesn’t want me talking about the actual possibilities for the sculpture until a decision is made. Which is fine with me. I actually prefer to keep any work in progress completely under wraps to all but the subjects, or patron commissioning the work.”

Wordlessly, she handed Matt a few rough sketches. The other three she passed to Emmett.

His resentment building, Matt glanced down.

The proposed sculptures were beautiful.

And incredible, in how they captured the essence of his parents, and the deep, abiding love they’d had for each other.

Feeling a little choked up himself, Matt handed the sketches to his dad.

Emmett, who never cried, had tears in his eyes as he scanned the drawings once again.

Dabbing at his cheek with a handkerchief, he rose abruptly. “Excuse me.” He left the studio without a backward glance, and somewhat awkwardly, from the sound of it, made his way down the hall.

Matt realized his dad must have been overcome with emotion.

The ache in his own throat grew.

Jen’s eyes glistened, as she moved away. Without looking at him, she said, “Posthumous works can be tough to do. Especially in the beginning.”

No kidding.

Matt felt as if he was about to start bawling, and he never cried.

At least he hadn’t since his mom had died.

He walked over to the drafting table, where Jen stood. Her glance still averted, she made a big production of tidying up her pencils.

He thrust the sketches at her.

She spread them out carefully on the table.

“But when the work is finished, the bronze is usually very comforting because so much has gone into it. It’s such a special memorial.”

Jen paused to look down with a critical eye at the photographs she’d used as a reference, and the sketches she’d made. “If you’d like to weigh in—tell me what you think about what I’ve done so far, what needs work, or what I might be missing…”

Matt shook his head, no more equipped to do that than his dad had been.

How was it possible that his mother could have been gone for ten years now, and the grief was still so raw?

He thought he’d gotten past this. Accepted fate. Moved on.

The truth was he was still as rocked by it as his father was. No wonder Jen had been reaching out, trying to comfort Emmett. She probably felt sorry for him and wanted to protect his macho image.

Matt didn’t need her doing that for him, too.

“I don’t think so,” he said gruffly, ready to run from the scene like an emotional coward, just as his dad had.

He turned away from Jen and headed toward the door.

First, he’d had to dig his mom’s paintings out of storage and carry some up; he had no idea which ones, since they still weren’t unwrapped.

And now this… His dad all weepy over sketches and photos of his deceased wife, and Matt feeling the same.

Still, he had a duty to at least be civil to Jen. She probably knew what she was stirring up, but had to do it anyway, as part of her work here.

Swallowing, he paused in the doorway and glanced back, meeting her gaze. Somehow making his voice sound almost normal, he announced, “I came up to tell you that Scully has food over in the bunkhouse if you want to join him and the hands for dinner. That’s what Dad and I usually do when Luz is off. But if not,” Matt continued, with the requisite politeness shown to guests on the Triple B, “you’re welcome to either have some chow sent over, or cook here. Naturally, you can help yourself to whatever is in the kitchen.”

Jen held his eyes, looking as if she wanted to say something important, but didn’t dare.

She swallowed, too, then nodded with the same careful politeness he’d shown her. “Thanks for the information and the invitation, but I’m not really hungry. I think I’ll grab something later.”

Matt couldn’t say he was surprised. Sometimes solitude was the best medicine. And right now, he needed even more time on the range.

“Suit yourself.” He tipped his head at her, then walked off.

* * *

JEN ENDED UP WORKING until almost ten. By the time she hit the kitchen, the rest of the house was silent. An indication that Emmett had either gone out or gone to bed. The same with Matt.

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