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mind better,” he told her, taking ahold of her hand.
    Fisher felt the silly grin taking over his face at what he was about to bestow on his mom, his father probably already guessed what he was about to do and approved, which made his decision easier.
    “ I deeded you guys this house back instead . M ind you, I will still oversee the ranch and management, but the house and surrounding five acres are yours . I am going to sell Claire the land up by the creek , live up there with her and work on making you grand babies at the same time,” he watched his mother’s face light up with joy.
    “What about New York and your software company?” His father asked, concerned.
    Fisher already thought of that. He could easily handle his business from home. The art of delegation was priceless. His team already proved that they could handle things. He could oversee and occasionally fly to New York once a month.
    “I’ll work from home. I have an impressiv e team , and if it gets too much, I’ll sell,” he answered his father.
    “Finally, I was beginning to lose faith in you two. Grand babies! Oh my, Oh my,” his mother sputtered on, making him and his dad chuckled. Fisher watched his parents exit his office to go make plans for the future first grandchild. He didn’t have the heart to tell his mom that it would be at least a co uple years before he was ready to take that step . First, he had to convince Claire to give him a chance.
    Fisher changed out of his dirty clothes, threw on some shorts and a shirt. He called Claire ’s phone, cursed when it went to voicemail. He looked out his living room window towards her house. Her truck wasn’t there. Glancing at the clock, it was two p.m. Where is she? He called Lexie’s phone, hoping at least one of her sister’s know where he could find his prey.
    “Hey Fisher, what’s up?” Lexie said right away as she answered.
    “Where is Claire? I need to speak to her ,” he said hurriedly.
    “Maddie told me that Claire had an appointment with the bank about a loan. I do know that she spoke to Asher about selling him some of her share of our land to make the down payment she might need,” Lexie said.
    “Asher is doing what?” Fisher asked outraged. He just spent the morning with him , and he didn’t say one word about possibly buying any land. Yes, he had the money to do so, so did Fisher. I f anyone was buying her land, it would be him.
    “I’m upset t oo. Claire needs to have a fallback plan , and that land was her inheritance,” Lexie said.
    “I’ll handle it. I’ll call you later , okay?” Fisher hung up after assurin g Lexie that he would handle it, a nd he would handle it indeed. He tried calling Asher’s phone with no luck. He grabbed his keys, jumped in his truck and drove to the local bank in town. Sure enough, he found her truck parallel p arked. He parked right behind her, close enough to her bumper that she wouldn’t be able to escape unless the car parked in front of her moved .
    He strolled into the bank, nodded at one of the tellers. He bypassed the counter in went to the only office in the small bank. He didn’t bother knocking.
    “Fisher? What are you doing here?” Claire asked after a moment of confusion. He could see hope in her eyes at seeing him. He looked over to Adam Bines, the loan counselor and then back to her .
    “Y ou win. You don’t have to do this. I will sell you my land,” the word s tumbled out of his mouth.
    “Don’t worry Fisher. Mr. Bines here denied me the loan request,” she said quietly, placing her hands in her lap.
    Fisher looked more closely at her. Her eyes held unshed tears , disappointment was written on her face.
    “Why was she denied?” He asked Adam, sitting down beside Claire, taking hold of her right hand.
    “There are many reasons. M ainly, she’s young . T here is a massive financial risk with what she wants to do, while she has good credit , it isn’t enough, and finally the land isn’t worth the amount