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Ash ruffled the kid’s hair, then pushed off the bed. “You’re a novice cowboy. How’s that?”

“That means beginner?”

“Right. Smart boy.”

“Sometimes I’m not.” He ducked his head.

“Well, that’s why you’re seven. You still have a lot of growing to do.”

“Mom says so, too.”

“I’d listen to your mom.”

“And you.” The boy’s smile healed a spot in Ash’s heart.

“On this ranch, that’s a given. Your mom in her room?”

“Uh-uh. She’s right behind you.”

Ash struggled around. Rachel leaned in the doorway, hands tucked under her arms. Defensive and a little wary. He’d done that. Kissing her had not been clever. But he couldn’t stay away. One look from those blue cat eyes, one word from that expressive mouth, and he was as lost as her son was with his boots on the wrong feet….