Tied Up, Tied Down (Rough Riders #4)(46)

Sometimes when I’m feedin’ her I just stare at her because she is so amazin’.”


“That she is.”


It was one of the most perfect moments of Kade’s life. Contentment filled him, cuddled into Skylar as they admired their creation.

Eliza finished the bottle and Sky handed her to Kade. She was fully awake even after he burped her.

“What are we gonna do with you, sweet girlie? You ain’t gonna go to sleep anytime soon, are ya?” He looked at Sky. “If you wanna get some shut-eye I’ll take her downstairs and keep her entertained until she falls asleep.”


“I’m not tired. You’re the one who’s had a tough day with all that roping, riding and rodeoing. I’d understand if you want to crash.”


“I’m feelin’ energized if you wanna know the real truth.”


Sky blushed.

“We could watch TV or something in the livin’ room?”


The look on Skylar’s face indicated she was thinking about the “or something”


activities they’d been involved in on the couch just a little while ago. Her clothes were still scattered everywhere. The wineglasses were on the coffee table. Would those reminders make her uncomfortable? Or have the opposite effect and make her as crazy to have him again as he was crazy to have her?

When she didn’t answer, he scooted off the bed. “I’m takin’ her downstairs. Get some sleep.”


“Hang on. I’m coming with you guys. Might as well pick a movie since we have that ridiculously large big screen TV. I’ll make popcorn.”


We. Kade loved the sound of that. He leaned down and kissed her square on the mouth. “Sounds like a plan.”


Chapter Sixteen


The McKay family was overwhelming, to say the least. Add in the two dozen or so West aunts/uncles/cousins and Skylar didn’t know if she’d ever remember anyone’s name. It didn’t help that Kade had deserted her.

He promised he’d come back. He did not desert you, her inner romantic chastised.

Good Lord, with all the voices in her head clamoring for attention and offering advice, her mother would’ve been better served naming her Sybil, rather than Skylar.

Late morning was surprisingly cool for the beginning of September. Wispy white clouds covered the big Wyoming sky. The aroma of barbecue smoke and the occasional whiff of the barnyard overpowered the ever-present scent of sage.

Skylar shifted in the wicker rocker. She’d attempted to hide in the house, but Kimi insisted on setting her up under a small white tent. One of the three tents needed to house the vast numbers of McKays. Clusters of people filled the other tents. The one she and Eliza inhabited was devoid of activity and Skylar didn’t know whether to be thankful or embarrassed about that fact.

Horseshoes clinked in the background, competing with the twang of country music drifting from a boom box. Males shouting, females laughing, babies crying, doors slamming, vehicles zooming up the driveway in a cloud of dust—Sky fought off a full-blown panic attack.

She should’ve invited her sister along. No one would’ve noticed another body among the throng of cowboys and cowgirls. Then again, with India being the tattooed and pierced lady, she’d stick out like a circus performer.

Eliza squirmed. Sky adjusted her so she laid across her lap, loosening the blanket to keep her from overheating. When she looked up, a little boy around the age of four stared at her curiously. Black hair, vivid blue eyes. His genetics were obvious.

“Which McKay are you?”


“Kyler. Is that really a girl?”


“Really and truly.”


He peeped at Eliza, practically nose to nose. “So she’s my cousin? ’Cause I ain’t ever had a girl cousin before.”


“How many cousins do you have?”


“About a billion.”


“Really?”


“Nah. Just kiddin’. Thane and Gib are both babies. Well, Gib is walkin’ now so he’s kinda cool, but Thane don’t do nothin’ but drool. Kinda borin’ if you ask me, I don’t see the big deal about babies. And Grama is all excited because we’re gonna have another baby in the family.”


“I think all babies are pretty cool.”


He shrugged. “Know what I think are cool?”


“What?”


“Horses? Do you got a horse?”


“No. Do you?”


“Uh-huh. A pony and a horse. And a bb gun. I’m a good shot.” He studied her.

“Uncle Kade’d probably buy you a horse if you asked him real nice. Her too.”


Skylar bit her cheek to keep from laughing. “You think?”


“Yep. He used to come over all the time and ride horses and shoot. How come you don’t let him come over no more?”


“Kyler McKay, I’ve been looking for you!”


The boy muttered, “Crap,” under his breath.

AJ strode toward them.

“Hiya, Mom. You sure smell good.”


“Charm isn’t gonna work, buster. And you’re only saying that because I smell like cookies.” She smiled indulgently and ruffled the dark hair on Kyler’s head. “Didn’t you tell Grama you’d pick green beans this morning?”