Page 101 of Wyoming Heart

“I’ll do that. Thanks,” he added huskily. “For giving me a second chance.”

“Thanks for clearing up the mystery. No wonder she hated me. I was ashamed that I could never love her. Now I’m not ashamed anymore.”

“No reason to be. She wasn’t a lovable woman.” He hesitated. “Well, I’ll see you around, Mina.”

She laughed. “I’ll see you around. Dad.”

He flushed. Then he beamed. “I’ll work on earning that title.” He shook hands with Rogan and smiled one more time at Mina before he turned away and had one of the ranch cowboys drive him to the airport, where Rogan’s private jet was waiting to return him to Catelow.

“I think things are looking up,” Rogan told her.

She agreed, smiling. “They are, indeed. Thanks,” she added.

He shrugged. “My pleasure.”

“Did you know that he was applying for the job at my ranch?” she added.

“No. That was his own idea. But if I’d known, I wouldn’t have stopped him. He loves you, you know. He’s carrying enough guilt of his own.”

“I’ll write to him. Things will work out. They just need a little time,” she said.

He grinned. “They do.” He glanced over at Cort. “I like your husband.”

“I think he’s amazing,” she returned.

“I did notice,” he drawled.

She laughed. Her eyes met her husband’s across the distance that separated them. He looked back at her and smiled, too.

In that long, sweet look was a meeting of hearts as enduring as the land on which Latigo stood. Cort cuddled their firstborn close and started toward Mina through the crowd of family and friends. She met him halfway.

“Happy?” he asked her in a deep, soft tone.

“So happy that I can barely hold it all inside,” she replied breathlessly. Her hand touched their son’s soft tuft of black hair. “We have the whole world, don’t we, Cort?” she asked.

“The whole world, and then some,” he agreed.

She looked up into his eyes and sighed as she considered what a long road she’d traveled to get to this shared delight.

I’d do it all over again, she thought suddenly.I’d go through every miserable bad day ofmy life, just for this.

Just for Cort’s soft eyes looking down into hers with love, as he held their son in his arms.