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As Garrick walked toward her, that perfect smile on his handsome face, she couldn’t be stern with him. Not with her heart fluttering like a baby bird trying to fly for the first time.

Garrick reached her in seconds. If she didn’t know better, she’d think he was one fine-looking cowboy. Fine-looking, yes. Cowboy, definitely no. During his short stay at Four Stones, he’d shown very little interest in ranch life.

“Good morning, Rosamond. You’re the picture of beauty, as always.”

She smiled. “You’re not so bad yourself, cowboy.”

He doffed that silly white Stetson she’d forced him to accept and gave her a sweeping bow. “My lady, at your service. Do you have steers to rope? Calves to brand? Cows to milk? I am yours to command.”

His offer, delivered in the English accent she was beginning to love, brought laughter from the children nearby. At a glance, she could see they were entirely too interested in her conversation with Garrick.

“No branding today, but you can help me round up these mavericks so we can get their three-legged race started.”

“I can do that.” He studied the children almost like a schoolmaster, giving her heart another lurch. Where had that thought come from?