Page 135 of Cowboy Daddies

“Eat my dust, Versace!”

“You’re gonna get it, spitfire!”

Glimmer wasn’t a racehorse, and I wouldn’t push her to stay at our current pace. Callum knew I’d slow down after I had my fun. Slowing my sweet Appaloosa to a trot, I waited for Callum and Cedar to reach us.

The sun set low in the horizon and a sprinkling of stars lit up like they’d been hung just for me. “Took you long enough,” I said when he was in earshot. “I guess you won fair and square, Daddy. You caught us.”

Glimmer snorted as if giving her two cents on the situation. She’d done all the work.

“You’re giving in so easily, babygirl? I guess you’re finally realizing that you can’t beat me, hm?”

“Something like that…”

“Wait until I get you home.”

His promise-slash-threat had me smiling again. I had been furious, drowning in grief in the lawyer’s office less than a month ago. But Callum shifted things in our favor. He’d been thinking and planning ahead for our futures even when I hadn’t given him any grace.

Though I’d been afraid of trusting Callum so fast after so many years apart, he’d quickly become everything I didn’t know I needed. Someone who wouldn’t let me fall, not if he could prevent it. He was my safe space.

Watching him as he settled into an easy stride at my side, my heart beamed.

Callum had become the man of my dreams who loved me unconditionally, the one whom I’d been writing about in my diary. The one who wouldn’t ever abandon me. My cowboy Daddy.

The End