by Jans, Honey
Good grief, she couldn’t shoot for fear of hitting Rafe. Rafe rolled on top of Whittacker and drove a fist square into his jaw. Whittacker sagged against the floor.
Rafe stood up and turned a wild glance her way. “Are you all right, Sarah? You scared the hell out of me.”
Sarah rushed toward him thanking her lucky stars that he appeared unharmed. “I was thinking the same thing, cowboy. I didn’t know if it would work, but I knew that I had to give it a try.”
Rafe took the rifle from her and pointed to a coil of rope on the wall. “Go get me that length of rope and I’ll tie him up for the sheriff.”
Sarah grabbed the rope hanging on a peg and brought it back to Rafe. He handed her the rifle and she held it on the unconscious man while Rafe trussed him up. When Rafe walked back to her, she put down the rifle and wrapped her arms tightly around him. “Oh, Rafe. Are you all right?”
Rafe pulled her close. “Why didn’t I ever see what a lunatic he was?”
“Because he seemed like family. You’ve known him all your life.”
Rafe sighed and pulled away. “We grew up together. He was like a big brother to me.”
Rafe took Sarah’s hand and walked with her out of the barn. He turned abruptly to hold her at arm's length. “Where did you ever get the courage to do that?”
Sarah smiled and squeezed his hand. “Love can do amazing things. I love you, Rafe. With all my heart. I wanted to tell you before but I was afraid you didn’t feel the same.”
“And now?”
“I know you do and I want to shout it from the rooftops.”
Rafe grinned. “Yes, sweetheart, I love you very much. I’d come to accept the fact that I had to let you go but I sure am glad you came back.” He bent down to brush a burning kiss across her lips. “You always seem to come to my rescue, sweetheart,” he said warmly as he pulled away.
Sarah smiled up at him “That’s my job in life. And I want to help you some more. I want to help fund the dude ranch.”
“Now, honey,” Rafe said calmly. “I told you before, sweetheart, I don’t want your money. We can do without it.”
“Am I, or am I not, family?” she asked with a smile on her face.
“You are,” Rafe agreed with a raised eyebrow.
“Then what’s mine is yours, and vice versa. Agreed?”
He sighed. “I don’t want you to think I married you for your money or family connections.”
Sarah shook her head and smiled at his troubled expression. “I don’t, not anymore.”
He sighed. “I may be hardheaded but I can learn. I guess that’s another thing I have to thank you for, teaching me to open up and trust. Yes, I agree to let you help. After all, this is your home, too.”
“It’s a deal,” Sarah said before reaching up to seal it with a kiss.
Sarah walked to the table with a fresh bowl of popcorn for Mandy and Pipi to string. She set the large wooden bowl between them.
“Thanks, Aunt Sarah,” Mandy said distractedly.
Sarah ruffled her hair. “You’re welcome, Mandy.”
Pipi grinned at her. “Yeah, thanks, Aunt Sarah.”
Sarah grinned. “Don’t get smart with me or I might invite that nice Doctor Phillips over to put you in your place again.”
Pipi threw a piece of popcorn at her. “You wouldn’t dare.”
Sarah laughed and looked into the kitchen. She saw Rose and Granny making fudge while they gossiped. Zeke sat meekly on a chair patiently waiting for samples. Grandfather was out organizing a sleigh ride for the ten guests that were staying there. The dude ranch had been a smashing success and created a closer bond between them all.
Sarah made her way over to the sofa and sat down next to Rafe. She glanced up at Gabe and Lisa stringing lights on the Christmas tree. “Isn’t it wonderful to have all the family here for Christmas?”
Rafe chuckled and rubbed her expanding tummy. “And we’ll have even more family before you know it.”
Sarah sighed dreamily as she felt the baby move. She leaned her head on Rafe’s shoulder. “Four more months. I can hardly wait.”
Rafe rested his chin against her head and whispered, “I love you, sweet Sarah. Thank you again for coming to my rescue and teaching me the meaning of love.”
Sarah smiled. “You’re welcome. I love you, Rafe. Forever.”
The End
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Author Bio
Honey Jans lives in a small Midwestern town with her husband and true inspiration. She is a born romantic with an extraordinarily vivid yet kinky imagination.
Honey hopes her erotic tales add spice and reading pleasure to your life. She loves to hear from her readers and tries to answer all quires. If you'd like to contact her, you can eMail Honey or join her newsgroup. She is a member of Romance Writers of America, WisRWA, Passionate Inc. and EPIC.
Honey loves writing erotica and hopes that her stories add a little spice to her reader’s lives.
In her spare time, Honey enjoys lounging under a shade tree and sipping a cool drink while reading a good book. Her talents and interest are not limited to Romance, Erotica or printed words. Honey is also an artist, with an amazing talent that she inherited from her mother. She lives life to the fullest traveling whenever she can, frequently taking tropical vacations and Caribbean cruises with her husband.
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