Cowboy to the Rescue. Trish Milburn

house to deliver the table and chairs.

      “Looks like you’ve got an eager customer waiting.” Brooke indicated Rob Mayfair standing on the edge of his front porch.

      “Yeah, we’re trying to get this inside before his wife, Julie, comes home. It’s an anniversary gift.”

      “That’s very sweet.” Brooke parked close to the porch and cut the engine.

      As soon as they exited the truck, Rob shot them a wide smile. “You must be doing well, son, if you’ve got a chaffeur now.”

      Ryan held up his bandaged hand. “Needed some extra hands.”

      “Well, I’m sure hers are a damn sight prettier than yours.”

      “Definitely.” Ryan glanced at Brooke in time to notice a flush to her cheeks. He wasn’t prepared for how that simple, innocent look punched him in the chest.