Texas Proud and Circle of Gold

by Diana Palmer

  She shrugged. “I wouldn’t mind coming back,” she said. “I do miss the girls, terribly. But...”

  “But, what?”

  She met his level gaze. “You don’t trust me,” she said simply, and her eyes were sad. “At first you thought I was trying to get to you through the girls, and then you thought I wanted them out of the way. In Nassau, you thought I left them alone for selfish reasons, so that I could go on a lunch date.” She smiled sadly. “You have a bad opinion of me as a governess. What if I mess up again? Maybe it would be better if we just left things the way they are.”

  The remark went through him like hot lead. He hadn’t trusted Kasie because she was so mysterious about her past. Now that he knew the truth about her, knew of the tragedies she’d suffered in her young life, lack of trust was no longer going to be a problem. But how did he tell her that? And, worse, how did he make up for the accusations he’d made? Perhaps he could tell her the truth.

  “The girls’ last governess was almost too good to be true,” he began. “She charmed the girls, and me, until we’d have believed anything she told us. It was all an act. She had marriage in mind, and she actually threatened me with my own children. She said they were so attached to her that if I didn’t marry her, she’d leave and they’d hate me.”

  She blinked. “That sounds as if she was a little unbalanced.”

  He nodded, his eyes cold with remembered bitterness. “Yes, she was. She left in the middle of the night, and the next morning the girls were delighted to find her gone.”

  He shook his head. “She was unstable, and I’d left the kids in her hands. It was such a blot on my judgment that I didn’t trust it anymore. Especially when you came along, with your mysterious past and your secrets. I thought you were playing up to me because I was rich.”

  It hurt that he’d thought so little of her. “I see.”

  “Do you? I hope so,” he replied heavily, and with a smile. “Because if I go back to Medicine Ridge without you, I wouldn’t give two cents for my neck. John’s furious with me. He’s got company. Miss Parsons glares at me constantly. Mrs. Charters won’t serve me anything that isn’t burned. The girls are the worst, though,” he mused. “They ignore me completely. I feel like the ogre in that story you read them at bedtime.”

  “Poor ogre,” she said quietly.

  He began to smile. He loved the softness of her voice when she spoke. For the first time since his arrival, he was beginning to think he had a chance. “Feeling sorry for me?” he asked gently. “Good. If I wear on your conscience, maybe you’ll feel sorry enough to come home with me.”

  She frowned. “What did Mama Luke tell you?” she asked suddenly.

  “Things you should have told me,” he replied, his tone faintly acidic. “She told me everything, in fact, except why you don’t like the water.”

  She stared down into the fishpond, idly watching the small goldfish swim in and out of the vegetation. “When I was five, just before my parents were...killed,” she said, sickened by the memory, “one of my friends at the mission in Africa got swept into the river. I saw her drown.”

  “You’ve had a lot of tragedy in your young life,” he said softly. He moved a step closer to her, and another, stopping when he was close enough to lift a lean hand and smooth his fingers down her soft cheek. “I’ve had my own share of it. Suppose we forget the past few weeks, and start over. Can you?”

  Her eyes were troubled. “I don’t know if it’s wise,” she said after a minute. “Letting the girls get attached to me again, I mean.”

  His fingers traced her wide, soft mouth. “It’s too late to stop that from happening. They miss you terribly. So do I,” he added surprisingly. He tilted her chin up and bent, brushing his lips tenderly over her mouth. His heavy eyebrows drew together at the delight that shafted through him from the contact. “When I think of you, I think of butterflies and rainbows,” he whispered against her mouth. “I hated the world until you came to work for John. You brought the light in with you. You made me laugh. You made me believe in miracles. Don’t leave me, Kasie.”

  He was saying something, more than words. She drew back and searched his narrow, glittery eyes. “Leave...you?” she questioned the wording.

  “You don’t have an ego at all, do you?” he asked somberly. “Is it inconceivable that I want you back as much as my girls do?”

  Her heart jumped. She’d missed him beyond bearing. But if she went back, could she ever be just an employee again? She remembered the hard warmth of his mouth in passion, the feel of his arms holding her like a warm treasure. She hesitated.

  “I don’t seduce virgins,” he whispered wickedly. “If that wins me points.”

  She flushed. “I wasn’t thinking about that!”

  He smiled. “Yes, you were and that’s the main reason I won’t seduce you.”

  “Thanks a lot.”

  He cocked an eyebrow. “You might sound a little more grateful,” he told her. “Keeping my hands off you lately has been a world-class study in restraint.”

  Her eyes widened. “Really?”

  She was unworldly. He loved that about her. He loved the way she blushed when he teased her, the way she made his heart swell when she smiled. He’d been lonely without her.

  “But I’ll promise to keep my distance,” he added gently. “If you’ll just come back.”

  She bit her lower lip worriedly. She did need the job. She loved the girls. She was crazy about Gil. But there were so many complications...

  “Stop weighing the risks,” he murmured. “Say yes.”

  “I still think...”

  “Don’t think,” he whispered, placing a long forefinger over her lips. “Don’t argue. Don’t look ahead. We’re going to go home and you’re going to read the girls to sleep every night. They miss their stories.”

  “Don’t you read to them?” she asked, made curious by a certain note in his voice.

  “Sure, but they’re getting tired of Green Eggs and Ham.”

  “They have loads of other books besides Dr. Seuss,” she began.

  He glowered at her. “They hid all the other books, including Green Eggs and Ham, but at least I remember most of that story. So they get told it every night. Two weeks of that and I can’t even look at ham in the grocery story anymore without gagging...”

  She was laughing uproariously.

  “This is not funny,” he pointed out.

  “Oh, yes, it is,” she said, and laughed some more.

  He loved the sound. It reminded him of wind chimes. His heart ached for her. “Come home before I get sick of eggs, too.”

  “All right,” she said. “I guess I might as well. I can’t live here with Mama Luke forever.”

  “She’s a character,” he remarked with a smile. “A blunt and honest lady with a big heart. I like her.”

  “She must like you, too, or she wouldn’t have threatened to have you break down my bedroom door.”

  He pursed his lips. “Nice to have an ally with divine connections.”

  “She does, never doubt it,” she told him, laughing. “I’ll just go throw a few things into my suitcase.”

  He watched her go with joy shooting through his veins like fireworks. She was coming back. He’d convinced her.

  Now all he had to do was make her see him as something more than an intolerant, judgmental boss. That was not going to be the easiest job he’d ever tackled.

  * * *

  Kasie kissed Mama Luke goodbye and waited while she hugged Gil impulsively.

  “Take care of Kasie,” her aunt told him.

  He nodded slowly. “This time, I’ll do better at that.”

  Mama Luke smiled.

  They got into his black Jaguar and drove away, with Kasie leaning out the window and waving until her aunt was out of sight.

  Gil watched her eyes close
as she leaned back against the leather headrest. “Sleepy?”

  “Yes,” she murmured. “I haven’t slept well since I came back from Nassau.”

  “Neither have I, Kasie,” he said.

  Her head turned and she looked at him quietly. It made her tingle all over. He was really a striking man, all lean strength and authority. She’d never felt as safe with anyone as she did with him.

  He felt her eyes on him; warm, soft gray eyes that gave him pleasure when he met them. Kasie was unlike anyone he’d ever known.

  “Did Pauline finish keying in the herd records to the computer before she left?” she asked, suddenly remembering the chore that had been left when they went to Nassau.

  “She hasn’t been around since we came home,” he said evasively. “I think she’s visiting an aunt in Vermont.”

  She traced a line down the seat belt that stretched across her torso. “I thought you were going to marry her.”

  He had a good idea where she’d heard that unfounded lie. “Never in this lifetime,” he murmured. “Pauline isn’t domestic.”

  “She’s crazy about you.”

  “The girls don’t like her.”

  She pursed her lips. “I see.”

  He chuckled, glancing at her while they stopped for a red light. “Besides, after they found out that I’d fired you, they made Pauline’s life hell. Their latest escapade was to leave her a nice present in her pocketbook.”

  “Oh, dear.”

  “It was a nonpoisonous snake,” he said reassuringly. “But she decided that she’d be better off not visiting when the girls were around. And since they were always around...”

  She shook her head. “Little terrors,” she said, but in a tone soft with affection.

  “Look who’s talking,” he said with a pointed glare.

  “I’ve never put snakes in anybody’s purse,” she pointed out. “Well, not yet, anyway.”

  He gave her an amused glance. “Don’t let the girls corrupt you.”

  She smiled, remembering how much fun she’d had with the little girls. It made her happy that they wanted her back. Except for her aunt, she was alone in the world. She missed being part of a whole family, especially on holidays like Christmas.

  The light changed and he pulled back out into traffic. Conversation was scanty the rest of the way home, because Kasie fell asleep. The lack of rest had finally caught up with her.

  She was jolted awake by a firm hand on her shoulder.

  “Wake up. We’re home,” Gil said with a smile.

  She searched his blue eyes absently for a moment before the words registered. “Oh.” She unfastened her seat belt and got out as he did.

  The girls were sitting on the bottom step of the staircase when the door opened and Kasie walked in with Gil.

  “Kasie!” Bess cried, and got up to run and throw herself into Kasie’s outstretched arms.

  “Bess!” Kasie hugged her close, feeling tears sting her eyes. She was so much like Sandy.

  Jenny followed suit, and Kasie ended up with two arms full of crying little girls. She carried them to the staircase and sat down, cuddling them both close. Her face was wet, but she didn’t care. She loved these babies, far more than she’d realized. She held them and rocked them and kissed wet little cheeks until the sobs eased.

  “You mustn’t ever leave us again, Kasie,” Bess hiccuped. “Me and Jenny was ever so sad.”

  “Yes, we was,” Jenny murmured.

  “Oh, I missed you!” Kasie said fervently as she dug into her pocket for a tissue and wiped wet eyes all around.

  “We missed you, too,” Bess said, burying her face in Kasie’s shoulder while Jenny clung to her neck.

  Gil watched them with his heart in his throat. They looked as if they belonged together. They looked like a family. He wanted to scoop all three of them up in his arms and hold them so tight they’d never get away.

  While he was debating that, John came down the hall and spotted Kasie. He grinned from ear to ear. “You’re back! Great! Now maybe Mrs. Charters will cook something we can eat again!”

  “That’s not a nice way to say hello,” Kasie chided with a smile.

  “Sure it is! What good is a man without his stomach?” John asked. He moved closer to Kasie and the girls and bent to kiss Kasie’s wet cheek. “Welcome back! It’s been like a ballpark in January. Nobody smiled.”

  “I’m happy to be back,” Kasie said. “But what about all those herd records that need putting into the computer?” she asked, realizing that Gil never had answered her when she’d questioned him about them.

  “Oh, those. It turns out that Miss Parsons is a computer whiz herself,” he said to Kasie’s amusement. “She’s got everything listed, including the foundation bloodlines. And remember that Internet site you suggested? It’s up and running. We’re already getting three hundred hits a day, along with plenty of queries from cattlemen around the country!”

  “I’m so glad,” Kasie said sincerely.

  “So are we. Business is booming. But the babies have been sad.” He glanced at his older brother meaningfully. “We missed you.”

  “It’s nice to be back,” Kasie said.

  “Are we ever going to have lunch?” John asked then. “I’m fairly starved. Burned eggs and bacon this morning didn’t do a lot for my taste buds.”

  “Mine, either,” Gil agreed. “Go tell Mrs. Charters Kasie’s back and is having lunch with us,” he suggested. “That might get us something edible, even if it’s only cold cuts.”

  “Good thinking,” John said, smiling as he went out to the kitchen.

  “Our eggs wasn’t burned,” Bess pointed out.

  “Mrs. Charters wasn’t mad at you, sweetheart,” Gil told her. “You two need to run upstairs and wash your hands and faces before we eat.”

  “Okay, if Kasie comes, too,” Bess agreed.

  Kasie chuckled as both girls grabbed a hand and coaxed her to her feet. “I gather that I’m to be carefully observed from now on, so I don’t make a run for the border,” she murmured to Gil.

  “That’s right. Good girls,” Gil said, grinning. “Keep her with you so she doesn’t have a chance to escape.”

  “We won’t let her go, Daddy,” Bess promised.

  They tugged her up the staircase, and she went without an argument, waiting in their rooms while they washed their hands and faces.

  “Daddy was real mad when we came home,” Bess told Kasie. “So was Uncle Johnny. He said Daddy should go and get you and bring you home, but Daddy said you might not want to, because he’d been bad to you. Did he take away your toys, Kasie, and put you into time-out?”

  “Heavens, no,” she said at once.

  “Then why did you go away?” the child insisted. “Was it on account of Pauline said you left us alone? We told Daddy the truth, and Pauline went away. We don’t like her. She’s bad to us when Daddy isn’t looking. He won’t marry Pauline, will he, Kasie?”

  “I don’t think so,” she said carefully.

  “Me and Jenny wish he’d marry you,” Bess said wistfully. “You’re so much fun to play with, Kasie.”

  Kasie didn’t dare say anything about marriage. “You can’t decide things like that, sweetheart,” she told Bess. “People don’t usually marry unless they fall in love.”

  “Oh.”

  The child looked heartbroken. Kasie went down on her knees and caught Bess gently by the waist. “What do you want to do after we have lunch?” she asked, changing the subject.

  “Could we swim in the pool?”

  She’d forgotten that the family had a swimming pool. “I suppose so,” she said, frowning. “But it’s pretty soon after your accident, Bess. Are you sure you want to?”

  “Daddy and me went swimming the day after we came home,” Bess said matter-of-factly. “Daddy said I mustn’t be
afraid of the water, after I fell in, so he’s giving me swimming lessons. I love to swim, now!”

  So some good had come out of the accident. That was reassuring. “Let’s go down and eat something. Then we have to wait a little while.”

  “I know. We can pick flowers while we wait, can’t we? There’s some pretty yellow roses in a hedge behind the swimming pool,” Bess told her.

  “I love roses,” Kasie said, smiling. “But perhaps we’d better not pick any until someone tells us it’s all right.”

  “Okay, Kasie.”

  They went downstairs and Kasie helped Mrs. Charters set the table. She was welcoming and cheerful about having Kasie back again. John talked easily to Kasie and the children. Gil didn’t. He picked at his food and brooded. He watched Kasie, but covertly. She wondered what was going on in his mind to make him so unhappy.

  He looked up and met Kasie’s searching eyes, and she felt her stomach fall as if she was on a roller coaster. Her hands trembled. She put them in her lap to hide them, but her heartbeat pounded wildly and her nervousness was noticeable. Especially to the man with the arrogant smile, who suddenly seemed to develop an appetite.

  Chapter Ten

  For the next few days, Gil seemed to watch every move Kasie made. He was cordial with her, but there was a noticeable difference in the way he treated her since her return. He was remote and quiet, even when the family came together at mealtimes, and he seemed uncomfortable around Kasie. She noticed his reticence and understood it to mean that he was sorry for the way he’d treated her before. He didn’t touch her at all these days, nor did he seem inclined to include her when he took the girls to movies and the playground, even though he asked her along. But she always refused, to the dismay of the children. She excused it as giving them some time alone with their father. Gil knew that wasn’t the truth. It made matters worse.

  John left Thursday for a conference that Gil had been slated to attend, and Gil stayed home. Kasie noticed that he seemed unusually watchful and he was always around the ranch even when he wasn’t around the house. He didn’t explain why. Kasie would have loved thinking that it was because he was interested in her, but she knew that wasn’t the reason. There was more distance between them now than there had ever been before.