Page 29 of Her Second Chance Cowboy
Emma let out a shaky breath, her knees going weak with relief as she sagged against Cody’s side. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders, his touch warm and steadying as he pressed a gentle kiss to her temple.
“You did it,” he murmured, his voice filled with a quiet pride and admiration. “You stood up for yourself, for this place, for everything that matters to you. I’m so proud of you, Emma.”
Emma felt tears welling up in her eyes, a sob catching in her throat as she turned to bury her face in his chest. “I couldn’t have done it without you,” she whispered, her voice muffled against the fabric of his shirt. “Without any of you. You’ve all been there for me, supported me through everything. I don’t know how I can ever thank you enough.”
Garth cleared his throat, a hint of awkwardness in his gruff demeanor as he shifted from foot to foot. “Well, you can start by not getting all mushy on us,” he said, his voice filled with a gruff affection. “We’re just doing what any decent folks would do, looking out for our own.”
Dr. Hanson nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth as he stepped forward to join them. “Garth’s right,” he said, his voice filled with a quiet warmth and understanding.“You’re a part of this community now, Emma. A part of this family. And we take care of our own, no matter what.”
Emma felt a rush of emotion welling up inside her, a sense of belonging and purpose that seemed to fill every corner of her being. She looked around at the faces of the people she loved, the place that had become her home, and knew that she had made the right choice, the only choice that mattered.
“I’m staying,” she said, her voice filled with a quiet conviction. “I’m staying here, on this ranch, with all of you. Because there are things here that I cannot live without, things that make my life worth living. I’m talking about Daisy, of course,” she added with a playful grin, looking over at Cody with a mischievous twinkle in her eye.
He laughed, shaking his head as he pulled her closer, his arms wrapping around her in a warm, tender embrace. “Oh, of course,” he said, his voice filled with a teasing warmth. “It’s all about the horse, isn’t it?”
They all laughed then, the sound filling the barn with a joy and lightness that seemed to chase away the last traces of fear and doubt. And as Emma leaned into Cody’s embrace, felt the warmth and strength of his arms around her, she knew that she had found something precious, something rare and beautiful and true.
“Well maybe notallabout the horse,” she conceded, and her voice grew serious once again. “It’s about my father’s legacy, about honoring the generations of my family who poured their hearts and souls into this land. It’s about being a part of this community, about belonging to something bigger than myself. And it’s about you, Cody. About the love and the partnership we’re building together, the future we’re creating, one day at a time.”
Cody’s eyes shone with a deep, unwavering love, his hand coming up to cup her cheek with a gentleness that took herbreath away. “I love you, Emma Brooks,” he said, his voice filled with a quiet intensity. “And I’m so grateful for the chance to explore this love, to see where it takes us and what kind of future we might build together.”
Emma felt tears of joy and gratitude welling up in her eyes, a smile of pure, radiant happiness spreading across her features as she leaned into his touch. “I love you too, Cody,” she whispered, her voice filled with a quiet certainty. “More than I ever thought possible. And I’m excited to take this journey with you, to discover what the future holds for us, one day at a time.”
Cody nodded, his thumb brushing gently across her cheekbone as he drew her closer, his forehead resting against hers. “One day at a time,” he echoed, his voice filled with a quiet promise. “Together, no matter what comes our way.”
And as they stood there in the warmth and comfort of the morning sun, outside the barn they had rebuilt, surrounded by the people and the animals they loved, Emma knew that she had finally found her place in the world, her true north star. And she knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, no matter what obstacles they might face, they would face them together, hand in hand and heart to heart.
This was where she belonged, where she had always belonged. And with Cody by her side, with the love and support of this incredible community, she knew that anything was possible, that every dream and every hope for the future was within their reach, as long as they held fast to each other and to the unbreakable bond that had brought them together, in this beautiful, wild, and wonderful corner of the world.
Chapter Seventeen
The days thatfollowed Emma’s decision to keep the ranch were filled with a flurry of activity, a sense of purpose and excitement that seemed to crackle through the air like electricity. With the threat of the sale no longer hanging over their heads, Emma and Cody threw themselves into the preparations for the upcoming festival, determined to make it a celebration that would honor her father’s memory and mark the beginning of a new chapter for the ranch and the community that had rallied around it.
Emma stood at the kitchen table, surrounded by a sea of papers and lists, her brow furrowed in concentration as she tried to make sense of the seemingly endless details that needed to be arranged. There were vendors to contact, supplies to order, entertainment to book, and a thousand other little things that threatened to overwhelm her at every turn.
But even as she felt the weight of the responsibility settling on her shoulders, she couldn’t help but feel a flicker of excitement and anticipation, a sense of pride and purpose that filled her with a renewed sense of energy and determination.
A knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts, and she looked up to see Cody standing in the doorway, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth as he took in the chaos that surrounded her.
“Hey there, boss lady,” he said, his voice warm with affection and amusement. “How’s the planning going?”
Emma let out a sigh, running a hand through her hair as she gestured to the piles of papers scattered across the table. “Oh, you know,” she said, her voice dry with sarcasm. “Just trying to keep everything straight in my head, make sure I’m not forgetting anything important. No big deal, really.”
Cody chuckled, shaking his head as he crossed the room to stand beside her, his hand coming to rest on the small of her back in a gesture of comfort and support. “You’re doing great, Emma,” he said, his voice filled with a quiet confidence. “And you’re not in this alone, remember? We’re all here to help, to make sure this festival is everything you want it to be.”
Emma felt tears pricking at the corners of her eyes, a rush of gratitude and love welling up inside her at his words. She leaned into his touch, her head coming to rest on his shoulder as she let out a shaky breath.
“I know,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “And I’m so grateful for that, for all of you. I just want to make sure it’s perfect, you know? That it’s a fitting tribute to my dad, to everything he believed in and worked for.”
Cody’s arms tightened around her, his lips brushing against her temple in a soft, tender kiss. “It will be,” he said, his tone filled with quiet conviction. “Because it’s coming from your heart. That’s what matters most.”
Emma nodded, feeling a renewed sense of determination. “You’re right. And speaking of my dad, I had an idea about how to honor his memory at the festival.”
Cody’s eyes sparkled with interest. “Oh? What did you have in mind?”
“I was thinking we could create a special display with some of his most treasured possessions,” Emma explained, her voice growing soft with emotion. “The things that meant the most to him, that really captured his spirit and his love for this ranch.”
“That’s a wonderful idea, Emma,” Cody said, his face lighting up with enthusiasm. “I think it would be a beautiful way to pay tribute to him.”
