Back Heartless: A Small Town Single Dad Romance
Chapters (77)
  1. Dedication
  2. Epigraph
  3. 1
  4. 2
  5. 3
  6. 4
  7. 5
  8. 6
  9. 7
  10. 8
  11. 9
  12. 10
  13. Cade
  14. 11
  15. Willa
  16. 12
  17. Cade
  18. 13
  19. Willa
  20. 14
  21. Cade
  22. 15
  23. Willa
  24. 16
  25. Cade
  26. 17
  27. Willa
  28. 18
  29. Cade
  30. 19
  31. Willa
  32. 20
  33. Cade
  34. 21
  35. Willa
  36. 22
  37. Cade
  38. 23
  39. Willa
  40. 24
  41. Cade
  42. 25
  43. Willa
  44. 26
  45. Willa
  46. 27
  47. Cade
  48. 28
  49. Willa
  50. 29
  51. Willa
  52. 30
  53. Cade
  54. 31
  55. Willa
  56. 32
  57. Cade
  58. 33
  59. Willa
  60. 34
  61. Cade
  62. 35
  63. Willa
  64. 36
  65. Cade
  66. Epilogue
  67. Willa
  68. Powerless Sneak Peek
  69. Prologue & Chapter One
  70. Prologue - Sloane
  71. Chapter One -Jasper
  72. Don’t miss Flawless
  73. Rhett and Summer’s story is now an Amazon #1 Bestseller!
  74. Books by Elsie Silver
  75. Acknowledgments
  76. The Elsie Silver Saloon
  77. About the Author

Summer: TODAY ISN’T ABOUT YOU.

Harvey: Y’all kids give me a ducking headache.

Cade: Rhett gives me a headache. Specifically.

Summer: I just wanna know what you’re naming the baby. And if they’re a boy or a girl. And who they look more like. OMG I’M SO EXCITED TO BE THE COOL AUNT.

Cade: Just got here. Now everyone fuck off.

* * *

Cade bursts through the door of the hospital room looking like he’s ready for a fight. I almost laugh at the fierce expression on his face as he rushes to my side. With the trauma of his mom’s death, I know this has been anxiety-inducing for him.

We’ve talked about her a lot. Isabelle Emma Eaton. The woman with the beautiful blue eyes who would make wishes down the well with him as a child.

“Red,” he breathes, pulling me close and smelling of pine trees and sweat. The manliest combination.

He came straight from the fields. Harvey drove me to the hospital and Rhett got on a quad bike to go find Cade. I’ve been playing it cool, but having him here eases my nerves.

“How are you? I came as fast as I could.” His broad palm strokes the back of my head and my eyes flutter shut. I love when he does that.

“Better now,” I say as he kisses my forehead.

“Everyone is in the waiting room. I told them to leave.”

I chuckle but a contraction hits me hard. I grip Cade’s hand and do my best to breathe through it but make some sort of insane braying noise.

He continues stroking my hair and letting me squeeze his hand hard enough to break it. We walk. I bounce on a ball. I sit in a bath. And when I look up at Cade and say, “I’m sorry if the magic is gone after this,” he replies with, “It’s okay, I’ve lived through a lot of calving seasons.”

My hysterical laughter bleeds into a contraction, longer and stronger than any of the others, and when it finally finishes and he’s helping me into bed, I say to him, “I know you didn’t just compare me to a cow.”

“I would never,” he says with a chuckle. And as much as I want to punch him in the face for that joke, I also want to hug him.

This man, who mere months ago seemed so cold and unhappy, has turned my world upside down and made me value my life differently. In a simpler way, a quieter way. A way that fits me rather than everyone else around me.

But more than that, he gave me a sense of satisfaction in myself that I have never experienced. A sense of pride and belonging that I never saw until he opened my eyes and showed me.