thought she was a lost dog. Then they saw me. When I told them I was alone, they called Daddy Two. I told them his phone number.”
“That was the right thing to do,” Zach said. “He’ll be here soon.”
Caroline’s eyes narrowed. “Am I in trouble?”
“I don’t think so,” Zach said. “We’ll just be glad to have you and Muffy home again. Rosalyn is very worried. We all were worried about where you were and if you were safe. You gave us all a big scare, Caroline,” he said.
“I would have gone home, but I couldn’t catch Muffy.”
“Would you have known how to find home?” Zach asked her.
“I could have followed the fence. Except I got scared when I saw Muffy running toward the highway.”
“I’ll bet you were scared. How did Muffy get loose?”
“The back gate wasn’t closed all the way. Someone had left it open and Muffy squeezed out.”
“Well, we’ll put a little sign on that gate to keep it closed,” Zach said and Caroline smiled.
Caroline hugged Muffy who had stretched out to sleep. “Thank you for coming to get me, Uncle Zach.”
“You’re welcome,” he said.
Soon they were home and as they approached the house, Rosalyn waited on the porch. Pulling her coat close around her, she came down the steps to greet them. With a bandage on her forehead, she looked pale and she walked slowly, carefully hanging to the rail.
“Rosalyn doesn’t look so great,” Zach said quietly.
They climbed out of the car, and Caroline ran to Rosalyn to hug her while Zach got Muffy out and held her until they were inside the fenced yard. He set the small dog on her feet to remove her leash.
Emma greeted Caroline’s nanny and stood quietly while Zach talked to her about her fall. “You should get off your feet, Rosalyn.”
“I will. I just had to come hug Caroline. She didn’t know I fell. She thought I was probably coming behind her. I can’t tell you how worried I’ve been. About as much as Mr. Will. I caught my foot on a root and I couldn’t keep from falling. I hit something, and then I was just out. When I came to, Caroline was gone. I’ve never had such a scare,” she said, looking at Caroline who was tossing a ball for Muffy.
“She’s back with her dog so you mend. Take it easy and get well.”
“I intend to,” she said, smiling at him.
A car came up the drive and Will spilled out, hurrying around to open the door for Ava. They both rushed through the gate. The instant Caroline saw them, she threw out her arms and ran toward them.
Will picked her up to hug her and hold her out so she and Ava could hug.
“We’ll go say hello and goodbye. Leave the family to themselves,” Zach said.
Will turned to greet them, shaking Zack’s hand. “Thanks for coming on the run and thanks, Emma, for finding her with the Tanners on the highway. They live over in the next county and we know each other to say hello. I couldn’t believe Caroline made it to the highway in that time.”
“We’re all happy now,” Zach said. “We’ll leave you to talk to Caroline and Rosalyn. Night, sweetie,” he added, kissing Caroline’s cheek. Slipping a small, thin arm around his neck, she hugged him and Zach smiled at her.
He took Emma’s arm to go to his car and in minutes they were on the road driving back to his ranch.
“I’m going home, kicking back and having a beer. Caroline looks so little and frail. That scared me. I still feel as if my insides are shivering.” He glanced at her. “How did you keep so calm?”
“You were calm.”
“I just had it all bottled up, but it’s coming out now.”
Emma was amazed, because Zach seemed so tough, and today, cool when he had taken charge to call his men and then get to Will’s ranch quickly. He had traveled and worked in dangerous jobs all over the world where he’d had to keep his wits, yet now he was coming apart. She saw his hands had a tremor. “I don’t know how you were calm,” he repeated.
“Positive thinking and prayers, Zach. Expecting a happy outcome.”
“You’re the eternal optimist,” he stated, shaking his head. “I’ve seen too much, Emma. Positive thinking and prayers can’t guarantee happy endings.”
“Neither can giving up hope and imagining all sorts of scary scenarios. Then if something happens, because of your imagination, you’ve suffered more than once. We’re very different people.”
“Amen to that one,” he said. “There’s the one thing we can agree about,” he added and she smiled.
As soon as they were inside the house, Zach built a fire, got the wine she requested and a beer for himself. While he sipped, he stretched out on the floor. Firelight flickered over him and her breath caught. He looked virile, appealing. Broad shoulders, long legs, thick curls. She wanted to join him, but that was a path to deeper complications.
“How do people have kids and not have nervous breakdowns when they do something like Caroline just did?” he asked.
“You cope with it, just the way you and Will and Ava did. You do whatever you can,” Emma said.
“I’ll never understand how you could stay cheerful and optimistic that we would find her. I know the reason you gave me, but I still don’t get it”
“We did find her,” she reminded him, sitting near him to sip her drink. He removed it from her hands and drew her down into his arms to kiss her. “I just try to focus on the positive, Zach. And Caroline hadn’t been gone long when everyone started looking for her.”
“I keep thinking she had reached the highway and if the Tanners hadn’t come along—”
“But they did come along, so don’t think about the other possibilities,” Emma said. He held her in his embrace as they were stretched on the floor together. She had been frightened for Caroline, but certain they would find her. Now to know Caroline was safe and with Will, Emma felt as if they had been given the biggest Christmas gift early.
Desire, relief, joy all buoyed her and she wrapped her arms around Zach to kiss him hungrily. Instantly, his arm tightened around her waist and he pulled her closer. “I need you tonight, Emma,” he said in a rasp. “This is an affirmation of life and all’s right with our world,” he said, his blue eyes darkening as he drew her closer.
Relief transformed into lust, and loving Zach was an affirmation of life.
Heat from the fire warmed her, but not as much as Zach’s kisses that sent her temperature climbing.
Sex with him became paramount. To be alive, to be able to make love with Zach, to have loved ones safe—her emotions ran high and she threw herself into kissing him, tangling her fingers in his thick hair.
She thought Zach was caught in the same emotional whirlwind, relieved, celebrating life and that all was okay now because his kisses became more passionate as he concentrated totally on pleasuring her.
In seconds they loved with a desperate hunger. With ragged breathing, she kissed him while her fingers traced muscles and planes of his body. Wild abandon consumed her and when they were joined, they rocked together until she cried out his name with her thundering release.
“Zach, ah, love,” she gasped, the word slipping out and she hoped he hadn’t heard her. Rapture enveloped her, a moment in time when they were in unison and meant something to each other. A