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that fairy tales had it all wrong. It wasn’t the woman who always kissed the frog—sometimes it was the guy who got gigged.

Chapter Three
    Darla wondered if she was making the right decision. Her whole world reeled as she left the doctor’s office.
    Twins. She was having twins. It was the last thing she’d expected to hear at her prenatal checkup. And now she knew why she was getting so big so fast, why her wedding gown was already tight. And her babies’ father was the wildest of the Callahans.
    Her phone rang, startling her. The display read Rancho Diablo. She didn’t necessarily want to talk to Fiona at the moment, but a friendly voice was probably just what she needed. “Hello?”
    â€œDarla, it’s Sam Callahan. Get your jeans on, doll. We’ll be by in five minutes to pick you up.”
    â€œWhy?”
    â€œWe’re getting up a convoy to go watch Judah ride. He needs all the hometown support he can get. He’s in the finals, and we’re borrowing Fiona’s party van to take the cheering squad over to Los Rios. So get your boots on and put the cat out for the night.”
    She didn’t have a cat, nor any reason to follow this Pied Piper. Nothing good could come of it. “Sam—”
    â€œAnd we’re picking up Jackie, Sabrina and Julie just for fun. You don’t want to be the only girl left in town, do you?”
    Put that way, no. But she was getting married in four days, and she was having twins. She was exhausted.
    Then again, the last thing she wanted to do was sit around and think about how her life had spun out of control. And if everybody was going to the rodeo, what harm was there in going, too? “I’ll bring my pom-poms.”
    â€œThat’s my girl,” Sam said. “We’ll take good care of you.”
    She hung up, feeling like a moth attracted to a bright, hot light. “All right, babies. We’re going to go see Daddy ride a big piece of steak around an arena. Your first rodeo.”
    Her children might go to rodeos for years, and they would never know that strong, handsome Judah Callahan was their father. She shivered, thinking about that one wonderful night in his arms.
    It would never happen again.

    F IONA , R AFE AND J ONAS waited as Sam hung up the phone.
    â€œNo woman wants to be left out of a party.” Sam grinned. “Just like you said, Aunt Fiona.”
    She nodded. “Now remember, when two immovable objects are forced to move into the same space—”
    â€œIt’s highly combustible,” Rafe said. “Your play on physics is unique, Aunt.”
    She nodded again. “And remember step two…?.”
    â€œI feel like a spy,” Jonas said. “You’d better not ever play any of these tricks on me, redoubtable aunt.”
    â€œOh, I wouldn’t think of it,” Fiona said, her eyes round.
    Her nephews grunted in unison, not falling for that, and headed off to pick up the other ladies.
    â€œDid you hear my oldest nephew, Burke, my love?”
    â€œI did.” He placed a gentle kiss against her temple. “I do believe he offered you a challenge.”
    Fiona smiled. “That’s exactly what I heard, too. And I wouldn’t dream of not accepting a challenge.”

    J UDAH WASN’T NERVOUS about his rides. He’d almost been carried by angel’s wings on every one so far, so high did his bulls buck and thrash, so easily did he hit eight on every ride. Never in his life had he ridden so well. Somehow the bulls he’d drawn were rank, and somehow, he was unbeatable. If rodeo could always be so easy…and yet, in all his years of rodeoing, he’d never ridden like this. He was living in the moment, blessed by the rodeo-loving gods.
    And then it happened. He was sitting outside, thinking about his next ride, pondering the bull he’d drawn—Lightfoot Bill was known for tricks, and better cowboys than him had come flying