her cheeks color a pretty pink as the double meaning of her words registered with both of them. He swallowed hard and his body responded in ways heâd rather not dwell on as a very provocative scenario flashed through his mind. This wasnât going the way heâd planned. He was supposed to be discussing her departure from the Lazy Ace, not trying to hide the fact that her remark excited the hell out of him.
âIâ¦uh, never said you were a threat.â
âYou didnât have to.â She sat in the leather chair in front of his desk, her arms crossed beneath her breasts, her expression defiant. âOnce you found out who I was, you turned off the charm and turned on the hostility.â
âYou werenât exactly Miss Congeniality yourself.â He leaned back in the high-backed chair and sighed heavily. âLook, taking potshots at each other isnât going to get us anywhere. What do you say we start over?â
âThat sounds like a good idea,â she agreed. âI think that might make our living here more tolerable.â
Every time she mentioned staying on the ranch, the hair on the back of his neck stood straight up and his gut felt as if heâd been punched.
Logan squared his shoulders. He knew beyond a shadow of doubt he wasnât going to like what she had to say, but heâd always been of the opinion that a situation should be dealt with head-on.
âWhy donât you tell me why you want to live here, then weâll go from there,â he suggested.
âAll right.â She took a deep breath, then met his gaze. âUncle Silas bequeathed money to my cousins, but his last wish for me and the twins was a new way of life. By leaving me his half of the Lazy Ace Cattle Company, heâs provided me the opportunity to stay at home to raise my girls.â Her relieved smile made the knot in Loganâs gut twist even tighter. âI remember hearing Uncle Silas repeatedly say the unhurried pace of rural Wyoming was the perfect place to raise children. And he was right. Itâs much saferhere, the girls will have a healthy atmosphere away from the smog and fumes of an overcrowded city, and Iâll be with them to watch and enjoy every moment of their lives, instead of hearing about it from a baby-sitter.â
By the time she finished telling him about her desire to be a full-time mother and how important it was for her to raise her kids in a safe, wholesome environment, Logan felt as if heâd been blindsided by a steamroller. If he insisted she leave now, heâd feel like a low-down, sorry excuse for a skunk.
âWouldnât you rather live in town?â he asked hopefully. He knew all too well the dangers the area posed to women and children. But if he tried to explain that to her now, sheâd think it was nothing more than a ploy to get her off the Lazy Ace.
She shook her head. âIâve analyzed it from every angle and arrived at the same conclusion each time. It was the nicest thing Uncle Silas could have ever done for us. I want the girls to grow up here where they can run and play.â She gave him a pointed look. âAnd I want to be here to oversee my share of the ranch.â
Logan left his chair to pace back and forth behind the desk. âI could keep you informed of all business transactions in a quarterly report when I send a check for your part of the profits. Like I did for Silas.â
âNothing against you, Mr. Murdock, but itâs my inheritance and I think it would be in my best interest to be here in order to watch over it.â
âThe Murdock and Hastings families have been in business together for over a hundred yearsâ¦.â
âI know,â she said, nodding. âIâve heard thestory since I was old enough to listenâfirst from my father and grandfather, then after they passed away, from Uncle Silas. Your great-grandfather, Jake Murdock, and my great-grandfather,
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