"Whoa. Take your time."
"My knees feel like jelly and my bottom is numb."
"Need a massage?" he offered with a bad-boy grin, and skimmed his hand over her hip.
Her heart jolted and she stumbled backward. "No. I'll be fine in a minute."
"Uncle Tyler!" a young girl and boy chorused from the porch, then ran toward him.
"Hey, you guys, come here and meet someone," Tyler shouted, then said to Jill, "My two favorite angels or brats...depending on the day."
He swung both up in his arms and the sight of the two kids smiling and laughing tugged at Jill's heart. "Dad had to check on a herd near the stream, but Felicity got Addie to bake two chocolate pies!" the girl said.
"Felicity is the best thing that's happened to this place since—" Tyler broke off, looking at the kids and grinning. "—since you! How's school going?"
"I made the honor roll," the girl said.
"You always make the honor roll," the boy said, then grinned with pride. "I did, too."
"Way to go. We have geniuses," Tyler said, giving each a high-five. He turned them to face Jill. "Jill Hershey, I'd like you to meet the two smartest, best kids in Texas—my nephew Jacob and my niece, Bree. Jill is a public relations sorceress who is going to get my hospital a new wing for pediatric cardiology patients."
"A sorceress?" Bree echoed, her Logan eyes bright with curiosity.
"It's nice to meet you both. Your uncle is exaggerating. Has he ever done that before?"
Bree waved her hand. "Oh, all the time. You must be pretty good if he called you a sorceress, though. Uncle Tyler doesn't believe in magic or curses."
"Well, I do!" The cultured yet warm voice drew everyone's attention.
Jill looked at the slim, smiling, attractive woman and felt like a hillbilly cousin.
Tyler grinned. "Flip, you're looking more like a rancher's wife every day," he said, taking in her silk blouse and slacks.
"There you go criticizing my clothes again. I wanted to look nice for your visitor," she said, and added meaningfully, "a woman. " She extended her hand to Jill. "Welcome. I'm Felicity. Would you like something to drink and a chance to freshen up?"
"Thank you. That would be nice."
"Brock should be back soon," Felicity said.
"The Coltranes again?" Tyler asked with a grimace.
"Of course. I asked him if he wanted me to beat them up, but—" She broke off with a shrug.
"Let me guess. After he stopped laughing he said no."
Felicity's lips twitched. "How'd you guess? Come on, Jill. Let me show you around."
She followed Felicity's lead while the kids bounced along beside them. "Felicity, will you play piano with me today?" Jacob asked.
"I was going to ask her," Bree said.
"Why don't you play with me?" Tyler asked, and Jill nearly tripped in surprise.
" You play the piano?"
"I'm a man of many talents," he told her with the barest invitation in his voice. "You should take the time to find out about all of them."
"I'm sure there are too many for me to fathom in the short time I'll be in Texas," she said sweetly.
"Touché," Felicity said, and hooked her arm through Jill's. "I like her. Can I borrow her from Fort Worth on a regular basis?"
"I don't know how Brock will feel about having two city girls around."
"He'll love it," Felicity said with a confident smile. "He likes city girls now."
Felicity led the way up the wooden porch of the large home. When she walked through the door, Jill immediately felt a sense of history. Spotting the portraits of family members on the wall and smelling the scent of polished wood, she soaked in the atmosphere. "Wow," she said, "I can feel the generations."
Felicity nodded. "It was the same for me the first time I came here, too. It sounds strange, but there's a lot of emotion in these walls. Here's the kitchen and dining room. Let me get you some lemonade," Felicity said and poured a glass from a pitcher in the refrigerator. "Down the hall is the library which I invaded when I arrived."
Jill peeked in the large room featuring a desk and a baby
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