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helped his wife up from the table. Alyssa
said the doctor claimed she wasn’t having twins but Megan wasn’t too sure.
    “Is there anything you need me to do?” she asked Alyssa when
Clint had gotten her settled in her favorite recliner in the living room.
    Alyssa waved off Megan’s offer. “I’m fine. Clint is doing great
with Cain,” she said of her three-year-old son, who was the spitting image of
his father. “And Aunt Claudine will arrive this weekend.”
    “How long do you think your aunt will visit this time?” Megan
asked as she took the love seat across from Alyssa.
    “If I have anything to do with it, she won’t be leaving,”
Chester hollered out as he cleared off the kitchen table.
    Megan glanced over at Clint, and Alyssa only laughed. Then
Clint said, “Chester is sweet on Aunt Claudine, but hasn’t convinced her to stay
here and not return to Waco.”
    “But I think he might have worn her down,” Alyssa said,
whispering so Chester wouldn’t hear. “She mentioned she’s decided to put her
house up for sale. She told me not to tell Chester because she wants to surprise
him.”
    Megan couldn’t help but smile. She thought Chester and Alyssa’s
aunt Claudine, both in their sixties, would make a nice couple. She bet it was
simply wonderful finding love at that age. It would be grand to do so at any
age…if you were looking for it or interested in getting it. She wasn’t.
    “If it’s okay, I’d like to go riding around the Golden Glade,
especially the south ridge. I love it there.”
    Clint smiled. “Most people do.” He looked lovingly at Alyssa.
“We’ve discovered it’s one of our most favorite places on the ranch.”
    Megan watched as Alyssa exchanged another loving look with
Clint. She knew the two were sharing a private moment that involved the south
ridge in some way. They made a beautiful couple, she thought. Like all the other
Westmoreland males, Clint was too handsome for his own good, and Alyssa, who was
even more beautiful while pregnant, was his perfect mate.
    Seeing the love radiating between the couple—the same she’d
witnessed between her cousins and their wives, as well as between her brothers
and their wives—made a warm feeling flow through Megan. It was one she’d never
felt before. She drew in a deep breath, thinking that feeling such a thing was
outright foolish, but she couldn’t deny what she’d felt just now.
    As if remembering Megan was in the room, Clint turned to her,
smiled and said, “Just let Marty know that you want to go riding, and he’ll have
one of the men prepare a horse for you.”
    “Thanks.” Megan decided it was best to give Clint and Alyssa
some alone time. Cain was taking a nap, and Megan could make herself scarce real
fast. “I’ll change into something comfortable for riding.”
    After saying she would see them later, she quickly headed
toward the guest room.
    * * *
    One part of Rico’s mind was putting up one hell of an
argument as to why he shouldn’t be driving to Austin for Megan. Too bad the
other part refused to listen. Right now, the only thing that particular part of
his brain understood was his erection throbbing something fierce behind the
zipper of his pants. Okay, he knew it shouldn’t be just a sexual thing. He
shouldn’t be allowing all this lust to be eating away at him, practically
nipping at his balls, but hell, he couldn’t help it. He wanted her. Plain and
simple.
    Although there was really nothing plain and simple about it,
anticipation made him drive faster than he should. Slow
down, Claiborne. Are you willing to get a speeding ticket just because you
want to see her again?
    Yes .
    He drew in a sharp breath, not understanding it. So he
continued driving and when he finally saw Austin’s city-limits marker, he felt a
strong dose of adrenaline rush through his veins. It didn’t matter that he still
had a good twenty minutes to go before reaching the Golden Glade Ranch. Nor did
it matter that Megan would