The Tycoon's Tots by Stella Bagwell

tomorrow.”
    â€œTo see the twins?”
    â€œAnd you.”
    Chloe wasn’t exactly sure what he meant by that and for the moment she was too unsettled to ask.
    â€œWell, since I haven’t persuaded you to pack your bags and head back to Houston—yet—I guess I could do it over supper tomorrow night. If plain old ranch grub will be all right with you.”
    Supper with Chloe and her family? It wasn’t what Wyatt had in mind. He wanted to be on this woman’s good side, but that didn’t mean he wanted or needed to rub elbows with her. Still, the invitation was too good to turn down for any reason.
    â€œI’ll be there. What time?”
    â€œSix or so. No, better make it seven. The farrier is coming tomorrow afternoon and sometimes one or two of the horses give him a bad time and it takes him longer than expected to finish.”
    â€œI can’t imagine you having a temperamental horse.”
    She gave him a provocative smile. “It would be boring if everything and everyone bent to my will, now wouldn’t it?”
    If she wasn’t flirting with him, she was getting damn close. The idea excited Wyatt in spite of his intentions to remain distant.
    â€œI believe you’ll find I don’t bend very easily, Chloe.”
    No. She didn’t imagine he complied to anyone’s wishes. Unless he wanted to.
    Ducking beneath the arm he’d propped on the pickup door, she lifted Anna out of the stroller.
    Turning to help her, Wyatt lifted. Adam out of the stroller and into his arms. The boy immediately grabbed for Wyatt’s chin and hung on with a healthy grip.
    â€œI guess he’s checking out my shaving ability,” Wyatt joked, surprised at how much the baby’s soft little hand affected him.
    Back in Houston, Wyatt hadn’t expected to feel instant love for the twins. Even though they were his sister’s children, he hadn’t even known they’d existed until a few short weeks ago when he’d been contacted about Belinda’s death.
    The twins were strangers to him. And yet he couldn’t deny that yesterday when he’d walked into the Bar M kitchen, the sight of the babies had gone straight to his heart. And now, holding Adam and feeling the baby’s hand exploring his face, he knew that coming here had been the right thing to do. The twins needed him. And if Wyatt wanted to be totally honest with himself, he needed the twins.
    â€œBabies like to touch what they see.”
    She reached for Adam and Wyatt reluctantly handed him over to her.
    â€œThat must prove troublesome at times.”
    Her expression bemused, she asked, “Have you never been around babies before?”
    â€œNo. But I plan to remedy that in the coming days.”
    She raised her eyebrows but said nothing as she turned and placed Adam into the car seat beside his sister. Her fingers fumbled several times before she finally managed to secure the seat belts across both children. All the while she could feel Wyatt just behind her shoulder. Waiting forwhat, she didn’t know. She only knew he was playing havoc with her senses.
    â€œI’d better be getting home. Aunt Kitty wasn’t expecting me to be gone this long,” she told him. “She’ll be worried if I don’t show up soon.”
    He wanted to tell her she should have a cellular phone in her truck, especially traveling with the children over a twenty-mile stretch of desert mountain highway. But he stopped himself short. Chloe Murdock couldn’t afford a cellular phone. Was that really Belinda’s fault? Was this woman having to struggle to make ends meet because of his sister’s reckless behavior? He didn’t want to think so. But even if it were true, he didn’t owe Chloe anything. Did he?
    He stepped back so she could shut the door.
    â€œDrive carefully,” he said.
    She skirted the cab of the truck and climbed behind the wheel. “I’m always