The Rancher's Baby Proposal

Reluctantly, he turned his steps to the house. He could see the usual back porch and kitchen lights shining, almost calling out to him. He wouldn’t mind an early night for once, a chance to spend time with his son before the baby went to bed. Back home, he’d had more time with Sean than this. But this couldn’t last much longer. Or neither would he.

All week long, he had fought second thoughts about asking Ally to help him out.

Sometime during those days, he had begun thinking about asking Ally out.

And that was crazy.

Inside the house, he followed the sound of her favorite salsa music to the living room. He found her with a dust cloth in her hand and her back to him, dancing in front of the bookshelves set along the far wall. She had tied a bright red bandanna around her nearly black hair. Big gold hoop earrings, normally half hidden by her curls, dangled close to her cheeks.