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Miss Caraway’s eyes widened. “I appreciate your concern, Dr. Boone—”

“Good,” he said. “Let me make this clear. Unless I am with them, your daughters need to stay away from the horses. Especially Fester. Is that understood?”

She blinked but didn’t say a word. Ivy was frowning, tears welling up in her big eyes.

“He mad, Momma?” Ivy whispered.

“No, Ivy. He wants to keep you safe.” Eden’s voice was soft and soothing.

Archer didn’t miss the lethal glare Eden shot his way before she headed back to the minivan.

Her anger wasn’t important. He was her boss—his place, his rules. He glanced at Eden. Ivy stared back at him over her mother’s shoulder. Her golden curls danced on the breeze, her huge hazel eyes unblinking. He sighed. Ivy waved, her tiny fingers splayed wide even as her chin quivered. He was a jerk. But he’d never meant to make the little girl cry. A little girl who kept waving.

So he waved back.

Her smile was so bright, he had no choice but to smile in return.