Dust Storm (The Griffith Brothers, #1)
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It made me chuckle at the years Gretchen and I thought having two toddlers was bad. Now, I had two middle schoolers all on my own.
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“Then I’ll give you different braids,”
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Life wasn’t easy. There was running the ranch. There was fatherhood. There was finding time for myself, which usually fell by the wayside.
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I tried to be all things for all people. Especially my people. And my daughters were my people.
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And then I picked myself up and had to be dad and mom for my girls.
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This was my kingdom.
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The brim of his cowboy hat still shadowed most of his features, but I could make out a thick beard along his jaw and long hair tied in a knot at the base of his neck.
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NOOOOOOO
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“I can get my bags,” she insisted. I stepped closer. “Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should have to.”
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means I can get to work without the pleasantries. I don’t need him here to do my job.” Somehow it was one hundred percent true, but also a complete
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I reached for my door handle, but he beat me to it.
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“Rule number one. You ride in my truck; you let me open the door.”
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“One day they’re gonna be old enough to go on dates. That means I have to teach them about acceptable treatment. I don’t know how you were raised, but my parents taught me to open doors for ladies. That’s what my daughters will expect.”
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“That’s Carson,” Christian said. “He’s the youngest. He’s the ranch’s cow boss. Oversees the ranch hands.”
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Ray, the next youngest of the Griffith boys, had just started out on the rodeo circuit when it happened.
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Carson James—the youngest and only one of us who got in trouble enough to be regularly called by his first and middle names—had
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My hackles raised at the tone she took with my girl. She could talk to me that way, but not my daughters.
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Be your own happily ever after and you don’t need a prince to save you.”
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Christian Griffith was not my type. Besides, I was taken.
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“Yeah, this isn’t 1812. If you could stop speaking in spooky cowboy proverbs, that would be great.”
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“She carries the weight of my name. She’s a Griffith to you.”
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“If you so much as look at her wrong and she wants you gone, you’re gone. Have I made myself clear?”
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“Posture like a princess, hips like a whore.”
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“You strike me as the kind of woman who is full of surprises.”
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But with him? I wasn’t uncomfortable. It was the most at peace I had felt in a long time.
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Cassandra would do just fine here. She just didn’t know it yet.
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“We might have a whole lot of differences, but I see your value here and I appreciate your work. I’m not just putting up with you.”
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Of course I’m angry, you serene fucking horse whisperer!”
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“I didn’t love him.” Cassandra sniffed back tears, but they just kept streaming down her face, streaking her makeup. “I just wanted to be loved.”
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“You’ve got a place here as long as you want.”
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“The dust storm.”
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“All the shit that gets stirred up and clouds your mind. Eventually it’ll settle. You’ll be able to breathe easier.”
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“Doesn’t make it better in the moment. Dust storms happen. It’s okay to close your eyes and stumble through.”
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“I want to be the person that people go to when there’s a problem. I want to be the one who gets the calls in the middle of the night to fix something that’s going wrong. I want to be the one that holds everything together. I want to be irreplaceable.”
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“Cassandra?” My breath caught at hearing him use my full name. “Yes?” “Get that goddamn ring out of my house.”
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For some reason, I liked that he was willing to commit a casual felony for Cassandra. I liked her being seen as one of ours.
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“Sweetheart, there’s only one situation where I’ll call you that and, I promise you, this ain’t it.”
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stood there, staring at her, like I had found the Holy Grail.
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And then my self-control snapped.
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my queen
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I was a tall woman, topping out at six feet—more when I was in heels. Men were always steering clear of me because they didn’t want to feel insecure. But not Christian.
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But Christian made me feel like a window pane with spider web cracks racing through the glass.
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His laugh turned into a kiss. “Kings, tyrants, and gods couldn’t resist you, darling. How could I?”
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“And today you stood up for them and protected them.” He leaned over the bed and kissed me. “Nothing is more attractive to me than that.”
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“It takes a strong cowboy to put up with a bull, and a strong woman to put up with a cowboy.”
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She ignored me for two goddamn weeks.
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“The world didn’t end.”
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“Thank you for being patient with me.” My hair hung around us as I pressed a kiss to her lips. “I love you too.”
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“The sun is gonna rise tomorrow. My girls love you. And you were meant to be ours.”