The Rancher's Baby

The Rancher's Baby
Maisey Yates

Best friends… to parents!Selena Jacobs’s estranged best friend insists on staying with her to keep her safe from her ex husband. She trusts him, but living with the one who got away gets complicated and one night together leads to an unexpected surprise…

She’s having her best friend’s baby... Only from New York Times bestselling author Maisey Yates!

When a torrid, possibly dangerous scandal comes to Royal, Texas, Selena Jacobs is nearly caught in the middle. Until her best friend Knox McCoy ensures her safety—by moving in! Selena has loved Knox for years, but she’s never had the courage to tell him. Now the sparks she’s tried to smother burn out of control...and leave her pregnant. But with the pain in his past, will Knox finally take a chance on love...with her?

Selena felt like she was dangerously exposed.

All of her secrets. All of herself.

“So that’s it?” he asked. “We kiss after all these years of friendship, and you’re fine.”

“Knox,” she said, “you don’t want me to be anything but fine. Believe me. It’s better for the two of us if we just move on like nothing happened. I don’t think either of us needs this right now.” Or ever.

She wanted to hide. But she knew that if she did hide it would only let him know how close he was delving into things she didn’t want him anywhere near. Things she didn’t want anyone near.

“Yeah,” he said. “I guess so.”

“You don’t want to talk about our feelings, do you?” she asked, knowing that she sounded testy.

“Absolutely not. I’ve had enough feelings for a lifetime.”

“I’m right there with you. I don’t have any interest in messing up a good friendship over a little bit of sex.”

Knox walked past her, moving back into the shop. Then he paused, kicking his head back out of the doorway. “I agree with you, Selena, except for one little thing. With me, there wouldn’t be anything little about the sex.”

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The Rancher’s Baby

is part of Texas Cattleman’s Club:

The Impostor series—Will the scandal of

the century lead to love for these rich ranchers?

The Rancher’s Baby

Maisey Yates

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

MAISEY YATES is a New York Times bestselling author of more than thirty romance novels. She has a coffee habit she has no interest in kicking, and a slight Pinterest addiction. She lives with her husband and children in the Pacific Northwest. When Maisey isn’t writing she can be found singing in the grocery store, shopping for shoes online and probably not doing dishes. Check out her website: www.maiseyyates.com (http://www.maiseyyates.com).

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My fake ex-husband died at sea and all I got was this stupid letter.

That was Selena Jacobs’s very dark thought as she stood in the oppressive funeral home clutching said letter so tightly she was wearing a thumbprint into the envelope.

She supposed that her initial thought wasn’t true—strictly speaking. The letter proclaimed she was the heir to Will’s vast estate.

It was just that there were four other women at the funeral who had been promised the exact same thing. And Selena couldn’t fathom why Will would have made her the beneficiary of anything, except maybe that hideous bearskin rug he’d gotten from his grandfather that he’d had in his dorm at school. The one she’d hated because the sightless glass eyes had creeped her out.