Tied Up, Tied Down (Rough Riders #4)(38)



Carolyn whistled. “Kade, are you driving from Moorcroft to the ranch? Every day?”


“Yep. Ain’t no big deal.”


“Sixty miles is quite a stretch, especially when you’re tired from working.”


He rolled his eyes. “You sound just like Ma, Aunt C.”


“I worry about all my family members, Kade, not just the ones I gave birth to.”


“You’d say the same thing to Colby or Cord?”


“If they were driving one hundred and twenty miles round trip every day, I’d ask them to be careful too.”


Skylar got right in his face. “You’re driving that many miles? Every day?”


“Yeah.”


“Why didn’t you tell me?” Bewildered, she could only stare at him and feel more guilty. “I didn’t know. No wonder you’re so tired. You shouldn’t have to—”


“Have to don’t enter into it at all.” He lowered his voice so only she heard him.

“Because it don’t matter. I want to. I’d drive twice that to be with you and Eliza every night.”


She melted and only managed a humble, “Oh.”


“Yeah, oh. This ain’t a temporary thing for me, so I figured I’d better get used to it early on.”


This ain’t a temporary thing for me.

The announcer listed the program order and team-roping trophies were second on the list. Kade passed Eliza to Sky. “I’ve gotta help Colt, then I’ll be right home.”


“But there’s a get-together at Colby and Channing’s place tonight,” Kimi said.

“Everyone in the family is gonna be there.”


“Everyone except us.” Kade exchanged a hot look with Skylar and a wave of anticipation flowed through her. “Eliza’s had enough excitement today. She’s had a rough week and she needs an early bedtime.”


“Fair enough. But you are comin’ to the brunch at Carolyn and Carson’s tomorrow?”


“Yes, ma’am.” Kade winked at her. “Later, sweetheart.”


Kimi and Carolyn moved closer to the action, while Sky watched from the fence.

She swallowed her jealousy at the legions of women who surrounded Kade and Colt.

Strange thing was, neither man seemed particularly interested in any of them.

Cash Big Crow and Trevor Glanzer hammed it up for the crowd. After the all-around title was announced, with Trevor as the winner, Trevor and Chassie took the stage. A buzz filled the air.

Trevor commandeered the microphone. “Last year due to an accident, my wife lost her brother, Dag West, and I lost a good buddy. Dag left behind many family members and friends. So in honor of Dag, his love of rodeo, and his love of this community, the Devil’s Tower Rodeo Association has created an annual award in Dag West’s memory.”


Murmurs of approval and a smattering of applause.

“Every year this award will go to the cowboy or cowgirl, who’s shown heart, guts, and a whole lotta try at this event and others around the area. Someone who’s overcome obstacles and still embodies the ideals and western way of life.”


More buzz reverberated through the crowd as folks speculated who’d win.

“Chassie and I are happy to announce that this year’s winner is a man well-versed in the cowboy way, a man who has thrived in spite of it.” Trevor paused for the laughter to die down. “The First Annual Dag West Memorial Award goes to…Colton McKay.”


Happy whoops rent the air. Colt lumbered across the dirt, the tattered fringe on his chaps flapping, clearly in shock. He hugged Chassie, clapped Trevor on the back, and studied the award. After a second or so, he faced the audience and raised it above his head. He seemed too choked up to speak.

The crowd went wild. A lump rose in Skylar’s throat when the McKays and the Wests ran across the arena to celebrate with Colt. Maybe Kade would rather be with his family tonight, instead of sixty miles away.

She loaded Eliza in her car and headed home.

Chapter Fourteen


The rodeo didn’t wear Eliza out. She’d just put the baby down a few hours later when Kade’s truck pulled up.

Perfect timing.

Thump sounded on the porch as Kade removed his dirty boots, like he always did.

The man was so thoughtful. The door squeaked open and shut. He paused on the rug, after hanging up his jacket and saw her standing in the hallway.

“Hey. Got done and got gone as quick as I could.”


“I thought you might call and say you were hanging out with your family tonight.”


Silence.

In two strides he had her face cupped in his rough hands and was kissing her like he planned to eat her alive. Several minutes of tongue-tangling kisses that left her bare toes curling into the wooden floor, he broke his mouth free. “Does that seem like I’d rather be with anyone besides you?”


“Ah. No.”


“Good. Hang tight. I need to wash the grime off. I shouldna been touchin’ you.”


“I didn’t mind.”


“Is Eliza sleepin’?”


“Down for the count. She’s in her crib.”

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