Falling for the Rancher Father. Linda Ford

is doing out in the woods.”

      She chuckled. “I’ll keep my gun and rope ready and, if need be, use them both.”

      He didn’t ask how she’d use them both but, no doubt, she could.

      She swung into the saddle and sat there. “I don’t know if you were aware that there are church services at the ranch every Sunday. There’s a service tomorrow, in the cookhouse. Everyone is welcome. If you’re interested.”

      “I’d love to come. I want the children to realize that Sunday means church. What time?”

      “We meet right after breakfast.” She gave the time. “See you then.”