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pitching. Her blue eyes called to him. Yessiree, he was in big trouble. As he walked away, he grew tongue-tied. All he managed was, “Nice talking to you, Shelby.”

    She was going to find herself in big trouble if he drawled her name that way again. Everything about Witt made her body scream for more. More lingering looks, a taste of those full lips. To feel the rock-hard planes of his body.
    She swallowed and watched him lead her son away. They loaded the donkey into the trailer and returned for the sheep. Alex actually hooked an arm around one sheep’s neck and planted a kiss on its wooly head.
    Shelby burst into a fresh round of tears. Several other moms eyed her as if she’d gone crazy, but she ignored them. Witt and Alex put the sheep away. Then the drool-worthy-momma’s-boy-great-with-kids-gorgeous cowboy put a yellow cat into Alex’s arms and let him carry the animal to the trailer.
    “I’d let that man load me into his truck any day,” one of the moms said.
    The others laughed.
    “All those Dalton boys are de-lishhh-us,” a lady drawled, gaze latched onto Witt.
    Dalton boys? There were more just like him?
    Shelby stomped on her rising interest. No way would she accept Witt’s offer to visit his ranch and see more animals, even if Alex’d had a breakthrough. She couldn’t trust herself to keep her distance, not with the way he looked at her or the way her body stood up and took notice.
    No cowboys, cow-pokes or ranch hands. She had her hands full enough trying to shake Vonny, Jeff and others from her past. And just this morning a Vixen resident had asked for her number. Apparently she hadn’t been thinking that such a small town would mean few available women. The males were starting to get bold enough to ask her out.
    She’d only seen one that made her insides quiver, though.
    Snap out of it.
    After hailing down Alex’s teacher and letting her know she was taking him home today, she approached Alex and Witt.
    The sexy-as-sin cowboy hooked a thumb in his front pocket. Damn, could he get any more gorgeous? Even his warm brown hair pasted to his head made her fingers tingle to touch him.
    She squeezed her thighs together. Tonight she’d definitely have a date with her vibrator. Forget the romantic movies. She had a better man to use in her fantasies.
    “C’mon, Alex. We’d better get back to the shop. Nell needs to go home.”
    “Nell Parker?” Witt’s low rumble shoved open some unseen gate inside Shelby, and desire flooded. She locked her knees together.
    “Yes, she’s been such a good friend. Helping me at the shop and with Alex too.”
    He nodded, his eyes probing too deep, seeing too much. “Good friends are important. I’d best get back to the ranch and see if my lazy brother did his job right.” His voice held a teasing note for his brother, and she envisioned a warm, loving family.
    Longing rose in her.
    He removed his hat from Alex’s head and mashed a big hand onto her son’s hair, ruffling. “I’ll see you later, Alex.”
    “Will I see Kiser too?”
    “That’s up to your mom.”
    Damn and double damn. The man knew how to work her—a shot right to her most vulnerable spot. But she wasn’t making any commitment. Maybe she’d adopt a pet from the local animal shelter and keep Alex on this new healing path, but she wasn’t going to Witt Dalton’s ranch.
    “We’ll see, honey.”
    Alex tugged Witt’s hand. His skin was so rough and tanned against her son’s. Dark hairs sprouted from his rolled sleeves. “I like you, Witt.”
    “I like you too. Thanks for your help today.” He tipped his hat to Shelby, giving her a smoldering stare that turned her knees to jelly. “See ya ‘round, Shelby.”
    Long after he walked away, she felt his stare in spots she shouldn’t. As she led Alex out of the schoolyard and they walked down the street toward the shop, she couldn’t get the cowboy out of her head.
    She was in deep trouble. But her will was stronger. She didn’t need a