Winning The Rancher's Heart. Pamela Britton

need to catch it.”

      “Catch him and feed him and get him cleaned up,” Naomi interjected. “Then we’ll decide what to do with him.”

      Jax crossed his arms in front of him. She stared right back, not backing down. It made him want to kiss the defiance right off her—

      Whoa.

      What?

      “Okay, you two. Whatever you decide to do, we have to get the dog first. I’ll go get the trap, show you how to work it.”

      Naomi was still staring at him. He shifted his gaze to Claire.

      “I should fire you,” he heard himself say, and it shocked the hell out of him because he’d never, not ever, said such a thing to an employee.

      “Even if you do, I’m still going to leave here with that dog.”

      And she would, too. They stared at each other, Naomi’s jaw thrust forward in what he’d come to realize was stubborn defiance. Yet far from making him mad, it made him want to smile.

      His gaze moved to Claire. She stared at the two of them in avid fascination. For some reason he went from amused to uncomfortable.