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Her father walked over to me. “She’s looks good, Son. Thanks for taking such good care of her.”

“The pleasure is all mine, sir. Amy is very important to me. In fact, I asked you here for a reason. I suspect you have heard that Amy’s marriage to Rick wasn’t legal. As soon as the lawyers get everything figured out, I’d appreciate it if you let me make an honest woman out of her. I realize we did everything backwards, but I can promise you that I will continue to take care of her. She will never need for anything.”

He smiled and shook my hand again. “Conner, I don’t doubt that at all. Your family seems to run a very lucrative business. It pleases me very much that she found you. It would make me a very happy man to have you as a son-in-law.”

My father would have been proud for me asking for her hand. I was just happy that the old man said yes. He could have told me Hell no.

Amy spent the whole weekend with her father and his family. I showed him around the ranch and introduced him to Colt and Van, who were nice enough to make them a very nice dinner that included my mother and John. It was the first time that I was able to spend some time getting to know Amy’s family, which I enjoyed very much. She needed the distraction and her father was a good reason for it.

When the weekend ended, they had to head home. Her little brothers still had school that they couldn’t miss. Amy’s father didn’t leave without giving her a check from the insurance company. While the building was easily repaired from the damages, they had opted not to turn it back into a salon, so Amy received a check for what it would have cost to replace all of the furniture and equipment. I was guessing that she didn’t expect it.

Later that night we cuddled up in bed. “Thank you for bringing my family here, Conner.

“I’d do just about anything to see you smile. Well, unless it had something to do with me and a farm animal.”

She slapped me. “You are so sick!”

“Ahh, come on, Blaze, you know you love it.” I thought I had a pretty good sense of humor.

“You know what else I love?”

“The way I make you scream when I’m between your legs?”

She laughed again. “That and the way you always make me feel loved. It’s more than I could ever ask for.”

“You better get used to it.”

She reached her hand down under the covers. I felt her fingers sliding inside the elastic of my boxer briefs. “I don’t think we’re going to have a problem pleasing each other. In fact, I think I owe you a little something for being so good to me.”

Her head slipped right under the covers. “Yeah, I can definitely get used to this.”





Chapter 25

Amy



After my father left, it was hard for me to not think about the phone call from Rick. In fact, once Conner left to work out on the ranch Monday morning, it was all I could think about. When someone knocked on my door, I got even more freaked out and screamed. I had been standing next to the kitchen window and they were close enough to reach in and touch me.

Come to find out, it was the local delivery man with a package that I had ordered myself. I apologized to him for being so startled. I felt like a total idiot after he pulled away. It was that moment that I knew I was going to have to talk to John after all. Mine and my child’s safety was too important.

Miss Karen was very sweet when I called her to explain the situation. I had a feeling that Conner had already filled her and John in on me learning to shoot. John picked me up that afternoon and took me to a gunsmith shop. I was shocked at how many guns were just hanging all over the place.

John realized my dismay. He put his arm around me and led me over to a small case. “These would be a more comfortable gun for you to shoot with. We will get out one at a time and let you hold them. We need to make sure it feels right in your fingers and you can maneuver it quick enough to react accordingly.”

I held up my hands. “Whatever you say. I have no idea about any of this.”

In all of my life I had never wanted to have anything to do with guns. This was all for Conner. I knew it was almost necessary at this point, but it still made me very uneasy. Once we picked out one that was appropriate for me, we filled out all of the necessary permits for me to own one. In the meantime, John took me out to the shooting range and let me fire one that was similar. He had one of his friends attach a silencer to it, because I was scared it would hurt the baby. He assured me that pregnant women fired guns, but it seemed a little too unorthodox for me.

There was a wait period after you applied for a gun, so after the time was over, John and I went to pick it up. I wasn’t as excited as him and Conner were, but it was pretty cool that I owned something so powerful. Even my father had joined the bandwagon and was getting on me to listen to the guys when they were trying to teach me to be able to defend myself. Conner brought home this sign and put it over our welcome sign.