The Maverick's Holiday Surprise

“Some part-time help. There are also a group of kids from the high school who mount up service hours for working here. They learn from the horses, and the horses learn from them.” She motioned to the food again. “Help yourself. I can’t wait to take a look at these.” She positioned the album on her lap and began turning pages. After a few pages, Jazzy glanced at Hudson. “You were right. She has a good eye—for scenery, for animals and for kids. That’s a winning combination.”

Just then Brooks emerged from the kitchen. “I came in the back way,” he said, “so I could wash up. Hey there, Hudson.”

Hudson introduced him to Bella.

“Look at these,” Jazzy said.

“Before I even look, I can hear it in your voice. You like them,” her husband guessed.

She just smiled at him and handed him the album. Bella lifted her camera, pressed a button and showed Jazzy photos she hadn’t yet had printed. They were the same ones Hudson had seen of the triplets and of Jamie’s ranch.

“Those are unedited,” Bella told her. “I play with them a bit when I have time—cropping, adding a little light, studying them with black-and-white effects.”

“I can see that with these,” Brooks said, motioning to the album. “I think we should hire you.”

Jazzy nodded and named a sum Bella could easily accept.

“I’d like a day with perfect weather,” Bella said, and they all laughed. “Well, near perfect,” she amended. “Do you mind if we do a last-minute shoot? I’ll keep checking the weather day to day and, when I can get free, I’ll text you to see if it suits you. Is that okay?”

“That’s fine.”

Now that business was taken care of, they snacked and talked, and Bella felt she really liked the couple. It was easy to see that they were deeply in love, as well as passionate about their work.

After she and Hudson left and they were in the truck, she said as much to him.

“You’d never believe they married for convenience’s sake, would you?” Hudson asked.

“You’re kidding.”

“No. It had to do with Brooks’s dad and him letting his son into the business. Then his father had health problems, and Brooks felt marriage was the only way to convince his dad to slow down.”

“But they have more than a marriage of convenience.”

“Oh, yes, they do. Jazzy and Brooks will be the first ones to tell you that they thought they were marrying for convenience, but they were really marrying for love.”

Bella and Hudson didn’t talk after that, and she wondered if they were both thinking about what he’d said. She couldn’t remember much about her own parents’ marriage, but she believed they’d been in love. She remembered them holding hands. She remembered them kissing when they thought their children weren’t looking. But she’d never know that kind of love. Men wanted children, and she couldn’t have them.

Back at the ranch, she’d thought she’d just hop out of Hudson’s truck and that would be it. But no, he was being chivalrous again. He came around to her side and opened the door for her. He even took her hand to help her out. That was the first they’d touched all evening. His fingers seemed to burn hers. And when she was on the ground, she looked up at him, confused by all of it. They walked side by side to the front door, then just stood there gazing at each other.

“It was nice,” he finally said, “sitting there with Jazzy and Brooks, talking like we’re friends.”

“Yes. Most of my friends are single women.”

“They really liked your photos. This could be just the first of many assignments. Word gets around, you know.”

“It would be fun to take photos to pay bills. I can also save some money for college.”

“No splurging?”

She could hardly think straight looking into Hudson’s eyes. “No splurging,” she said softly.