Reunited With The Bull Rider. Jill Kemerer

Because of me. Because I’m here.

      Her heart hurt all over again. Ten years and the wound hadn’t fully healed.

      “All these questions... Does this mean you still want to help her?” The question came unexpectedly, and Amy almost jumped.

      Knowing what Nash had told her, did she still want to help Ruby?

       Yes!

      The intensity of the thought surprised her. But she had to protect her heart where Nash was concerned. She couldn’t trust him with it. She might not even be able to trust herself with it. She was willing to take that chance if it meant bringing sunshine to the little girl who’d only known darkness.

      “I want to help her. But I think we’re expecting too much of her too soon.”

      “What do you suggest?” His eyebrows drew together, and he clasped his hands tightly.

      “In the pastor’s office, we all agreed that Ruby’s needs come first, right?”

      “Yes,” he practically growled.

      “Then you and I are going to have to put aside our issues to let her get used to me.”

      “I’m not following.”

      “The three of us are going to have to spend time together if Ruby’s ever going to trust me enough to be alone with me.”

      He looked nauseous. Irritation flared in her chest. Welcome to the club, buddy. It isn’t easy for me to be around you, either.

      “You’d really do that...given what I put you through?”

      She gave him a firm nod. “Yes. But we need to make it crystal clear to Ruby we are only friends, and there will never, ever be anything romantic between us. I don’t want her to be confused about my role in her life.”

      “Of course. Never, ever will there be anything romantic between us.”

      “Then we agree.” She should be thankful. But his never, ever had been more forceful than hers.

      “Agreed.” He rounded the island and stuck out his hand. She placed hers into it, and his rough, warm skin caused the hair on her arms to rise. He smelled familiar, like aftershave and leather. She snatched her hand back.

       Never, ever.

      Wouldn’t be difficult as far as she was concerned.

      “For how long?” he asked.

      “For as long as it takes.”