Lone Star Daddy. Cathy Gillen Thacker

who in turn had gone home and told their parents. Hence, a lot of the co-op moms had joked about it when they’d come out to work on the Double Creek blackberry patch harvest.

      Muttering under his breath, Clint took a turn with the digger. “You think Rose is mad at me about that?”

      “Only one way to find out,” Gannon drawled.

      Clint nodded his understanding. “I’m going to have to ask her.”