smiled. “If he brings colts, you can ride Sugar Foot.”
“I wish Sugar Foot was all coal black with a white star. That’s what my next horse is going to be. Or maybe a blue roan.” She swung the door back and forth as she talked, then suddenly she stopped moving. “Hey. When you get the colts, then we can go see Blue with the wild horses.” Her eyes got even rounder as the idea began to gel. “We can camp out! And put ropes around our sleeping bags to keep snakes away and hobble the horses, like in my Phantom Stallion book.”
Kade fell back on one of those parental phrases he found he used over and over again. “We’ll see.”
“It’ll be so much fun.”
As much fun as horse camp? Somehow he thought not. A trip to the mustangs would be one or maybe two days at the most. Horse camp was three weeks. Hard to compare the two.
He couldn’t wait until he had this place sold and he could move closer to Maddie—close enough to fight for the time that was legally his.
Libby would probably organize a parade to celebrate his departure.
CHAPTER THREE
JILLIAN AND MIKE PULLED into Kade’s yard around four that afternoon. Mike was an accountant for one of the big mines in Elko. Quiet and unassuming. Kade had to admit that Mike was better for Jillian than he had ever been, but when Maddie ran and gave him a big hug Kade found it a little hard to take. She really did have two dads, and Kade sometimes had a sneaking suspicion that he wasn’t number one.
But he wasn’t giving up. Maybe he had some stuff to make up for, but for the most part he’d been there for his daughter—and he would continue to be there.
Jillian eyed the house, with its peeling paint and dirty windows, while Mike loaded Maddie’s purple suitcase in the trunk of the car. Her expression was pained.
“We stayed in the trailer,” Kade said.
“Good. I don’t want her exposed to hantavirus.”
Like he would let his kid be anywhere near mice. “Give me some credit, all right?”
Jillian sniffed. “When Maddie comes back here in June, will she be staying in the trailer? Or will the house be ready for habitation?” She smoothed her wind-ruffled hair away from her face as she spoke. It was a lighter brown than it had been when they’d been married. And streaked in a classy kind of way.
“I plan on having the house done by the time she gets here. If not, well, we’ve stayed in the trailer before.”
“But not for weeks, Kade. And when are you going to tell her she won’t be going to horse camp?”
“I’m not, Jillian. You’re the one who set that up—you explain it to her.” Kade was in a lose-lose situation, thanks to his ex-wife, and when they’d finally discussed the matter over the phone she hadn’t been one bit repentant.
“I get Maddie for two months every summer. It’s part of the agreement,” Kade continued.
“It’s not in her best interest. I thought you would understand that. Whatever happened between us, you always put Maddie’s well-being first.”
That’s it, Jillie. Slap down the guilt card.
“I allowed you to reduce child support,” she said with a tilt of her head.
“That was temporary. And I made it up.”
“But I cooperated.”
“Jillian, I want to see my daughter for the summer, as per the agreement. I don’t want to have to get a lawyer.”
He couldn’t afford a lawyer, and unfortunately, due to his having to temporarily lower his child-support payments while he’d fought his way out of the financial bind his crooked ex-accountant had left him in, she knew that.
“Do what’s best for Maddie, Kade. I’ll give you a couple days to think about it and then we’ll talk again. Oh … you really don’t need to send the support checks this summer, if it’s a burden.”
“Are you trying to buy me off?”
“I’m trying to do what’s best for my daughter.”
“Our daughter.”
“Do you have a means of support?”
“I’m doing all right.” Kind of.
“Well, if you’re working, then who’ll take care of Maddie?”
“Damn it, Jill …”
She started walking. “I’ll call in a few days, Kade, and we can discuss this some more.”
She got into the car, where Mike was waiting behind the wheel and Maddie was arranging her nest of blankets and pillows in the backseat beside the twins, leaving Kade seething. He faked a smile and raised a hand to wave to Maddie as they drove away. Mike waved back, too. Jillian didn’t.
Okay, maybe he wouldn’t go to work until after Maddie left. That was the way things would probably pan out, anyway, since he’d checked with every place he’d sent an application to and there were no bites so far. But on the bright side, riding colts for Joe Barton would help immensely, plus it was something he could do while Maddie was there and he’d still have time left to work on the house. Besides that, Maddie would only be there for a matter of a few weeks, unless he got tough with Jillian. But what kind of father kept his daughter from going to horse camp? Even he wasn’t delusional enough to imagine that riding with Dad would be as much fun as spending three weeks with other girls and lots of horses. There’d probably be campfires and marshmallows and girl talk.
Was Maddie old enough for girl talk?
It kind of tore at him to think that even if she wasn’t now, she soon would be. Kids grew up fast—faster than he’d ever dreamed. So why had his childhood seemed to last forever?
Must have been the fear factor.
Kade stared at the evil house in which he’d planned to spend the day, then turned his back on it and walked to his truck. The house would keep. Right now he was going to attend to some other unfinished business. Libby might not want to hear what he had to say, but he needed to say it.
LIBBY HAD JUST finished filling her horses’ water troughs when she heard a vehicle pull into her yard. Buster and Jiggs, her Australian shepherds, shot around the side of the barn at the sound of tires on gravel.
Libby wiped her damp hands down the sides of her jeans and followed the dogs, hoping she was about to come face-to-face with a traveling salesman—anyone other than Kade.
No such luck. Kade was crouched next to his truck, petting her traitorous dogs, who were taking turns licking his face.
“To the porch,” Libby ordered. The Aussies slowly obeyed, slinking away from Kade and casting Libby dark canine glances as they headed for the house.
Kade stood up. A good ten feet separated them. It didn’t feel like
