Page 38 of Falling For Her Cowboy
“We’ll alert everyone to what happened,” Buck said. The elder cowboy’s scowl was embedded in his face. He stepped out of the women’s house and turned to eye the building.
“How do we know someone on the ranch didn’t do this?” Aimee asked.
“They better not have. We have good men here. I’m not going to go around blaming anyone unless we have proof.” He rested his hands on his waist. His gaze cut to Melah. “We’ll call the police and file a report. You’re sure nothing is missing?”
“No. Nothing was missing.” Melah folded her arms.
After Aimee had placed the call to Buck, thelead hand had showed up almost immediately. It shook her to her core that someone had invaded her space. She wondered how the person had got in without either her or Aimee noticing. Had she left the door unlocked when she’d come in and they’d locked it on their way out?
“I’m going to tell you now, anyone coming in this building without announcing themselves will get their ass shot,” Aimee warned.
“Same,” Melah agreed.
By the time Buck had arrived, Melah was fully dressed, and she even had on her thigh holster that she loved. The sense of having someone going through her personal items gave her a bad taste in her mouth.
“I don’t blame you gals at all. Make sure you call me as soon as you do shoot whatever fucker— I mean asshole—idiot who comes unannounced,” Buck said, stumbling over his words. He may be a hardened rancher, but he still tried to be a gentleman around women.
Another truck rolled up to the house and parked. Melah stiffened for a moment, then relaxed when she saw the driver.
It was Andy.
He cut the engine to his pickup truck and slidout. The elder Harvey man ambled over to them, and in his gaze, she immediately saw Draven and Ridge. There was no doubt in her mind who their father was. His hair was grayed, and he was still physically fit for his age. At the moment, his gaze landed on her. It dropped down to her weapon on her thigh. Something clouded over in his gaze.
“Everyone all right?” He came to stand by Buck who immediately brought him up to speed.
Buck had called him and told him something urgent had happened at their bunkhouse before he had arrived.
“If you ladies don’t feel safe tonight, you are more than welcome to stay at the main house. We have a few guest bedrooms that family use when they visit,” Andy said.
“There won’t be a need,” Aimee said. “I’m not going to lose any sleep. They can try to come in again if they want to.”
The woman’s voice hardened, and Melah felt the same emotions as the Air Force veteran. She’d be sleeping with her gun under her pillow tonight.
“I’m good, too, but thanks,” Melah said.
“Buck is going to have a deputy out here to file a report. No matter what happens, we need to have this documented. Hopefully it was some silly kidprank or something,” Andy said, but he didn’t look too convinced of his own feeble excuse.
“Kids don’t come in then leave without a trace or a sound,” Aimee muttered.
“Well, we’ll be changing the locks. We’ll give the house a once-over to make sure there’s no easy way into it.” Andy folded his arms.
The way he zeroed in on her made her think of Ridge. Should she call him and tell him? She brushed off that thought. She didn’t want him worried or leaving work.
Plus…he wasn’t really her man.
They’d had sex. He’d said he wanted what she had to offer, but at the moment she didn’t know what she had to offer besides a few fun nights together.
No, there wasn’t a need to call him.
Andy and Buck entered the house, speaking in low, even tones.
Aimee turned to her with a frown. “You sure you’re good?”
“As ever. It’s just weird that they went in my room only and not yours,” Melah said.
“Maybe I scared them off. I left the shower room before you.”
That did make sense. Melah had stayed in the shower room and worked on her hair. Aimee hadjumped in and out quick since they had to be at work.
