A Buckhorn Bachelor by Lori Foster Read Free Book Online

currently smiling at her, and she just plain didn’t understand it.
    While they waited for their food, the men all engaged her in conversation. She knew each of them, of course. You couldn’t live in Buckhorn and not know them.
    As the town doctor, Sawyer ran a private practice out of his home, something he’d been doing since the day he got his medical license. In his mid-sixties, silver tinged his black hair and smile lines emphasized his chocolate brown eyes. He was still a very handsome man with an athletic build that she knew he’d gotten from working on the family property whenever he didn’t have patients to see.
    Morgan, only a little younger than Sawyer, remained a beast of a man, broad in the shoulders and thick in the chest. He had the same silver-tipped black hair but with vivid blue eyes that seemed to see everything . He’d once been sheriff but was now the mayor, and very involved in community service.
    Jordan, the youngest of the three in his late fifties, had a very different look. Sun-kissed brown hair and deep green eyes. The only thing he shared with the others was his height and athletic build.
    The entire clan—all of Adam’s family—were physical specimens, beyond nice, and respected by everyone.
    Figured the man she wanted most would be related to the town’s leading family. Sighing, she accepted that she’d gone into it with her eyes wide open, well aware of his relatives. When she thought of Adam, it just plain didn’t matter what complications there might be.
    â€œSo you’re adopting a cat?” Sawyer asked.
    â€œMore like the cat adopted me,” she said. “But yes, I’m happy to keep her.”
    â€œWe have a project going to help feral cats,” Morgan told her. “Where there’s one, there’s usually more. So if you see them, let me know.”
    Going cautious, Issy asked, “What would you do?”
    Sawyer laughed. “Not what you might be thinking. No one in my family would take part in destroying an animal.”
    Letting the tension out of her shoulders, Isabella smiled. “Good to know.”
    â€œWe TNR,” Morgan explained. “Trap, neuter, release.”
    Fascinated, she asked, “How exactly does that work?”
    â€œWe get them treated, spayed or neutered,” Sawyer said, “then notch an ear so we can recognize them later in case they get trapped again. Some can be domesticated, but some prefer to stay wild.”
    Jordan added, “Cats are more capable than you’d think. As long as they aren’t growing their colony, they survive.”
    Adam’s thigh brushed hers as he shifted toward her. “You know Nadine, Shohn’s wife?”
    â€œYes.” She cleared her throat to take the squeak out of her voice. “She runs that adorable pet hotel.”
    â€œWell, she’s helping a lot. Uncle Gabe built her a huge structure where quite a few cats can live until they’re adopted. It gives them partial access to the yard, and plenty of ways to climb. Uncle Gabe started calling it Nadine’s ‘cat sanctuary’ and the name stuck.”
    His uncle, Gabe Kasper, was the only one currently not on site. As the youngest of the brothers, Gabe had once cultivated quite the reputation as a wild hedonist. But now, as a man happily settled into the domestic life with a wife he adored and three grown daughters of his own, the rep was merely a tool for his family to tease him.
    His daughters were all sinfully gorgeous like him, but feminine, with pale blond hair and big blue eyes and the same flirtatious nature as their dad. Since he was the town’s best handyman, Isabella had once hired him to do some roof repairs, so she knew him a little better than the others.
    Worried about the feral cats, she asked, “What if they never get adopted?”
    â€œThen they’ll live out the rest of their lives at Nadine’s,” Jordan told her.