Page 106 of A Rancher's Love
Then she threw her arms around their necks and squeezed tight for a moment.
A deep chuckle escaped Caleb. “Well, that’s good.”
“It is,” Ginny said happily even as she wiggled free and headed back to the door. She regally waved a hand in the air as she left. “Sorry to interrupt. Carry on with your fooling around.”
Laughter danced behind her as she closed the ranch house door.
The next couple of confessions took place over the phone. Ginny caught Ivy and Walker at home, and brought them up to speed by all but shouting it at them after Walker obediently opened up to speaker phone.
“I love you. You guys are the best, and you’re going to be super parents. But right now, you’re a super brother and sister, and I can’t wait to enjoy more time with you going forward.”
Walker’s deep rumble of amusement trickled over the line. “A little early for drinking, isn’t it, kiddo?”
Ginny blew a raspberry. “Gotta run. Chat soon.”
“We love you, too,” Ivy said softly before hanging up, the sound of laughter once again echoing in Ginny’s ears.
Luke was working, and so was Kelli, which meant she’d share with them later.
But Tucker? She knew where he was. As if he was the north pole and she was tuned in on him, tracking him down took only minutes.
A crowd had gathered at the railing to watch Luke work one of the new rides. Tucker stood in the middle of the men, the hands around him a mix between nonchalance and sheer hero worship.
She didn’t blame them. Tucker was everything thirteen-year-old her had dreamed of in a man. The tall, dark-haired, and broad-shouldered parts were very nice, but it was the rest that she’d truly come to appreciate. Confident as he pointed out Luke’s actions, explaining the training method patiently to the young man beside him.
Tucker must’ve caught a glimpse of her motion, because of course he did. The man was aware of everything that went on around him, including her unsteady half stride, half run approach.
He straightened, turning toward her. “Ginny? Everything okay?”
She all but threw herself at him. Forget looking calm or sophisticated, the words burst free. “I love you.”
Masculine snickers sounded, and suddenly the crowd of men at the railing all seemed to have urgent tasks, sliding farther away to give them privacy.
Tucker’s jaw hung toward the ground. “Goddess?”
Ginny shook her head. “No. You’re usually really good at doing the right response at the right time. So when I say I love you, you say it back, okay?”
His lips twitched. “What was I thinking?”
“I have no idea,” she shouted, amusement rising as laughter welled inside. “Tucker Stewart, I love you.”
His expression had gone absolutely unreadable. “You have no idea how tempted I am to simply repeat back what you said, word for word.”
She smacked him gently on the shoulder. “Don’t be a turkey, saymyname.”
“Ginny Stone,” he said obediently.
“You’re going to make me pull it out of you one word at a time, aren’t you?” she demanded.
“Okay.”
He was the most frustrating and most wonderful man on the entire planet. “Repeat after me. Ginny Stone, I love you.”
He turned her in his arms and pressed her against the nearest fence post. “With everything in me. Now and forever. Until there’s no breath left in my body, and if it’s possible, even longer than that.”
Oh damn, he was good, because how could a girl possibly get pissed after her man had said something so incredible?
Ginny cupped his face in her hands. “I should’ve said it sooner. I should’ve said it years ago, because something inside me has always loved you.”
