Carol Arens - The Cowboy's Cinderella

“They do.” Poor Travis looked more worried by the minute. “But they might need your opinion, or advice once in a while.”

“Don’t know that I can advise anyone who already knows what they’re doing better than I do.” This whole business troubled the daylights out of her.

Travis walked to the shoreline. He stood shoulder to shoulder with her, staring at the water slogging slowly past.

“I reckon you wish someone else was the heir.” It bothered her to think that he did, but she couldn’t blame him for it. “I’ll do my best not to shame you.”

“Shame? I’m so damn grateful for you, Ivy.”

He turned to face her. Those lush green eyes all but made her weak in the knees. They reminded her of home...of the river and the trees. He tugged gently on her braid then let go so quickly that it was as if her hair had burned him.

“I’ll teach you everything you need to know,” he said.

“I’m plum obliged.” She went up on her toes and kissed his cheek. “I reckon I never had a better friend.”

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