Sheriff George Canter remained nothing but big hat and attitude, especially when it came anything to do with his two least favorite reformed hell-raisers. Tall and rugged-looking, with dark eyes and a perpetual sneer, he seemed more interested in finishing their meeting in the barn office so he could run to the house to console Zach and Ian’s mother. With every passing reference to their mama, the pulse point at Zach’s temple beat a little harder until finally he erupted. “First of all, you’ve missed her. With my wife out for the afternoon, my mother was kind enough to volunteer to pick up Eden from school.” In their stalls, the nearest horses stamped and shuffled, as if they scented the tension in the air. Canter glanced at his watch. “So what time is it that kindergarten gets out? ’Cause if she’ll be back soon, it’s only right that I should wait and pay my respects.” “Never you mind about that,”
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