Page 34 of A Cowboy's Heart

“Callahan Irish Whiskey is the best damn whiskey I’ve ever had. If you own stock in that, why bother with your ranch? Any of you?” Rocky asked in a surprised voice.

“We all wanted to do our own thing. Ourparents are good with that.” Devin shrugged.

Willa was shocked. The man was beyond rich. Although it didn’t matter to her if he was or not, but she was impressed that he just didn’t flaunt his money and he seemed to love the ranch he owned with his brother.

They rode the rest of the way in silence, and it wasn’t long before Devin slowed and pulled into a long driveway then up to a barn. She stared at the beautiful log home and saw a door open. A tall man stepped onto the porch and waved then he walked toward the barn.

When Willa climbed out of the truck, she widened her eyes when she saw the man up close.Wow.She smiled when he stuck his hand out to her.

“Hi, I’m Reid Callahan. My wife, Lucy will be right out.”

“Hi Reid. I’m Willa Foster, and this is Rocky Fontaine.”

Reid shook Rocky’s hand then slapped Devin on the shoulder. “Hey, cuz. What brings you over here? I don’t see a horse in the trailer.”

Devin grinned and nodded toward Rocky. “Rocky wants to buy a horse of his own.”

“That’s great.” Reid glanced over his shoulder when he heard the door to the house open, and a beautiful woman with dark hair walked down the steps with a little boy following her. The little boy started running toward them.

“Uncle Dev,” he shouted with his arms already wide in anticipation of a hug.

Devin squatted down and caught the little boy as he launched himself at him, then Devin tossedhim in the air making him squeal.

“Hey Z-man,” Devin said as he hugged the little boy.

Seeing him holding the little boy tore at her heart. He would make an excellent father. Quickly blinking her eyes, she glanced away from him.

“Willa, Mr. Fontaine, this is my wife, Lucy and our son, Zeke––” Reid started to say.

“Z-man, Daddy,” Zeke scolded when Devin set him down.

Reid grinned, and Willa saw the Callahan resemblance. “Sorry, buddy. Willa, Mr. Fontaine, our son, Z-man.”

She rolled her lips in, so she wouldn’t grin and then crouched down and put her hand out to the little boy.

“It’s wonderful to meet you, Z-man and that’s a wonderful name you have there, by the way.”

The little boy hopped up and down on one foot. “Uh, huh,” he said making everyone laugh.

“So, Mr. Fontaine, you’re interested in purchasing a Paint?” Lucy asked.

“Please, call me Rocky and yes, I’d love to see your horses. I’m very interested in buying one.”

“Please come with me then,” Lucy said as she led them into the barn.

Willa followed along with Reid and Devin. Zeke ran ahead of them. She smiled as she watched the little boy run around the barn then head toward a stall.

“Daddy, can you lift me up to see Buttons?”

“Of course.” Reid picked him up at the stall gate.

“You have a horse, Z-man?” Willa asked.

“Yep. Come see.”

She walked over to the stall to see a Shetland pony standing inside. The little horse walked to the gate when he heard Zeke’s voice. Zeke rubbed his hand over the pony’s nose.

“He’s a magnificent looking horse,” she told him, getting a proud grin in return.

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