Seducing the Cowboy – Circle B Ranch Read Online Kennedy Fox

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Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82279 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
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She lifts her leg and sits down next to me on the couch, finally allowing me to adjust myself.

Kaitlyn notices the statue in my shorts but doesn’t say anything. She knew exactly what she was doing– and how much I liked it.

“Do you think you’ll ever speak to your stepdad again?”

“No.” I don’t have to think about the answer to that question. “He’s emotionally abusive, and even if I tried, I’d never trust him. He’s caused too much damage to my mom and me.”

“But she stays?” Kaitlyn confirms.

“Yeah, and I’ve resented her for years for that. However, I’d love to try rebuilding my relationship with my mom. I miss her every day and make sure to text on her birthday and holidays, but it’s always a brief convo.” I stare at the wall, thinking about the last time we spoke. “I hope one day she comes to her senses, but honestly, I think she’d rather be with anyone, even a husband who’s horrible to her, than be alone. After my dad died, Stan was there for her. Mom doesn’t know what it’s like to be alone, and I think that scares her. She was searching for what she lost when my dad died and thought she found it in Stan. Now, she’s too committed to leave.”

Kaitlyn looks at me with soft eyes. “That’s sad. No one deserves to be treated that way.”

“I agree, though if it’s taught me anything, it’s that if you can’t be content being single, you’ll accept anything in a relationship. I’ve been alone for so long that I’m content with it and don’t need to be in a relationship to be happy. Some people do.”

“I feel the same way. In my early twenties, I had a few friends who’d leave one guy and immediately be dating someone else within days or weeks. Being alone wasn’t an option for them, which was fine, but I could never relate to that. Most guys are too much of a headache to deal with on a consistent basis.” She chuckles. “Except you, of course. You only give me a headache once in a while.”

I smirk at her playful tone. “It’s because you’re independent and know what you want in life. I think needing someone has a lot to do with self-esteem. I’d rather be alone than in a shitty relationship.”

“Right, same. I honestly think my expectations are set so high because of my parents. They were childhood friends and grew up together, knowing everything about each other. Dad kept his crush on my mom to himself until the day she was set to marry another man. If my uncles hadn’t tricked him into writing a letter while he was drunk, I wouldn’t exist. And if I can’t find love like my parents have, then I don’t want it.”

“I’ve heard that story a handful of times over the years, and it never gets old. Gotta admit, they’re pretty cute together.”

Kaitlyn glances at me. “There’s a lesson in there somewhere—ahh yes, don’t be a chickenshit.”

Not sure if she’s saying it for herself or me, but the message is heard loud and clear.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

PAYTON

“Are you nervous? Excited?” Kaitlyn asks me as I put on my date-night boots. I can’t remember the last time I wore them.

“A little bit of both,” I admit, grabbing my keys so we can head to the rescue.

We somehow finished the fencing right at dark yesterday, just in time for us to break open a bottle of champagne to dedicate the facility.

“I told Grandma it was only supposed to be a small family gathering.” Kaitlyn gives me an apologetic look.

I suck in a deep breath, shrugging. “Yeah, but you know how she is.”

She chuckles. “That’s the problem. She doesn’t know what small means. Anytime she’s involved in anything, it’s bigger than Texas. But if they beg for a speech, I’ve got you.”

“Thanks,” I tell her. I’m glad she understands I don’t like talking in front of a large crowd. It’s not my thing. “Not sure you could outdo the one you gave at Kane’s wedding, though.”

“Ha! You know who my father is? He taught me how to talk shit before I knew my ABCs. Pretty sure I could riff on the spot.”

“That’s a fact.”

When the pasture comes into view, my heart races. The number of trucks and cars parked on the side of the road only makes me more anxious. I look at Kaitlyn, and she shakes her head.

“I knew Grandma was gonna take this to the next level.”

We drive up to the barn and, by some miracle, find a parking space. So many people are here, and I’m struggling with how to feel about it. A bright-red ribbon is draped across the main barn doors. All the Bishops are waiting off to the side, and I can see Patricia Stanley, the woman who writes all the local articles for the newspaper, standing by with her camera.


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