The Rancher And The Baby. Marie Ferrarella

to know that Laredo had a smug expression on his face. Just like she knew he was going to rub it in.

      She didn’t have to wait long.

      “Told you,” Will said, clearly vindicated.

      Cassidy had no intention of going down without a fight. “Even a broken clock is right twice a day,” she pointed out.

      “Set your standards that high, do you?” Will asked with a smile as he began to tap out the sheriff’s number on the phone’s keypad.

      Cassidy curled her fingers into her hands to keep from grabbing the first thing she could find to throw at Laredo’s head. If she was going to kill him, she knew she would have to do it when there were no witnesses around. And if she gave Laredo what was coming to him, she knew that Dan would come out to see what the noise was all about.

      Restless, agitated, not to mention concerned about the infant she’d rescued, instead of sitting, Cassidy paced around the waiting room.

      Well, this day wasn’t going the way she’d thought it would when she’d gotten up this morning, she thought in frustration. She’d planned on getting a number of things done in the office today. She was really determined to prove herself an asset to Olivia.

      Instead, here she was, killing time in the clinic’s waiting room, sharing space with Will Laredo of all people.

      Why did both of them need to stay here, waiting for the doctor to give them the results of his examination? Laredo had two ears, she thought. At the very least, he could hear whatever it was that Dan had to say. Meanwhile, she could—

      She could wait right here, she thought darkly. Her truck was still out where she’d left it. As much as she hated to admit it, she needed Laredo to drive her back to it.

      Cassidy blew out a frustrated breath. More than anything else, she hated being backed into a corner like this.

      Damn it, maybe if she called one of her brothers?

      Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Laredo holding out the phone receiver to her. She eyed him quizzically. Couldn’t he talk?

      And then he did.

      “Sheriff wants to talk to you,” Will said.

      She made no move to take the receiver. “Why?”

      “Do you have to question everything I say?” he asked, annoyed.

      There was as close to an innocent look in her eyes as possible as she replied, “Yes.”

      Laredo did what he could to hang on to the last of his composure and told her in carefully measured words, “He’s got a couple of questions.”

      “What did you tell him?”

      Will never missed a beat. “That you’re a royal pain, but he wants to talk to you, anyway.” With that he pushed the receiver toward her again.

      Cassidy took it grudgingly. But when she spoke, nothing but pure honey dripped from her lips. Will entertained thoughts of strangling her.

      “Hello? Sheriff? This is Cassidy McCullough. Laredo said you wanted to ask me something.”

      “Hi, yes. Will said you were the first one to dive into the floodwater to save this baby you saw.”