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  His Little Cowgirl

  Laylah Roberts

  Laylah Roberts.

  His Little Cowgirl.

  Montana Daddies.

  Previously published in the Cowboys for a Cause anthology.

  © 2021, Laylah Roberts.

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  laylahroberts.com

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  Editing: Celeste Jones

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  Contents

  Books by Laylah Roberts

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Let’s Keep in touch

  Books by Laylah Roberts

  Doms of Decadence

  Just for You, Sir

  Forever Yours, Sir

  For the Love of Sir

  Sinfully Yours, Sir

  Make me, Sir

  A Taste of Sir

  To Save Sir

  Sir’s Redemption

  Reveal Me, Sir

  Montana Daddies

  Daddy Bear

  Daddy’s Little Darling

  Daddy’s Naughty Darling Novella

  Daddy’s Sweet Girl

  Daddy’s Lost Love

  A Montana Daddies Christmas

  Daring Daddy

  Warrior Daddy

  His Little Cowgirl Novella

  Daddy’s Angel

  Heal Me, Daddy

  Daddy in Cowboy Boots

  A Little Christmas Cheer: a crossover novel

  MC Daddy

  Motorcycle Daddy

  Hero Daddy

  Protector Daddy

  Untamed Daddy (coming March 2021)

  Haven, Texas Series

  Lila’s Loves

  Laken’s Surrender

  Saving Savannah

  Molly’s Man

  Saxon’s Soul

  Mastered by Malone

  How West was Won

  Cole’s Mistake

  Jardin’s Gamble

  Romanced by the Malones: two novellas

  Harem of Daddies

  Ruled by her Daddies

  Men of Orion

  Worlds Apart

  Cavan Gang

  Rectify

  Redemption

  Redemption Valley

  Audra’s Awakening

  Old-Fashioned Series

  An Old-Fashioned Man

  Two Old-Fashioned Men

  Her Old-Fashioned Husband

  Her Old-Fashioned Boss

  His Old-Fashioned Love

  An Old-Fashioned Christmas

  Bad Boys of Wildeside

  Wilde

  Sinclair

  Luke

  1

  “I’m going to do it. I’m going in.” Gigi stared with concentration at the can she held in her hands. A shudder worked its way through her.

  She could do this. How disgusting could it be?

  A knock at the door stole her attention, and she let out the breath she hadn’t realized she was holding.

  “Come in,” Abby called out as they all turned towards the sliding glass door to see Daisy on the other side. She opened the door and walked in, closing it behind her. Eden, Gigi and Abby were all sitting around the coffee table in Abby and Kent’s living room while all of their men were at a JSI meeting.

  Gigi had spent a bit of time with Abby since moving to Sanctuary Ranch a few weeks ago. The other two women she didn’t know as well. Daisy seemed friendly. Eden was a bit more reserved. In fact, she’d kind of intimidated Gigi the first time she’d met her.

  Daisy quickly pulled off her jacket. “Whew, the sun is shining but Jed still insisted I wear a jacket. It’s not that cold outside!”

  “Glad Macca isn’t the only overprotective one,” Gigi commented quietly, smiling at Daisy.

  “They’re all the same,” Eden told her from where she sat in her wheelchair. “Protective and possessive.”

  “And we wouldn’t have them any other way.” Abby winked at her.

  “I’m sorry I’m late!” Daisy said, plopping down on the sofa beside Abby. “I got caught up in my latest editing job and completely lost track of time. I was meant to be ready when Jed got back from town. He wasn’t impressed when he got home to find me still in my pajamas, sitting in front of the computer. But once I get into one of CJ’s books, I just can’t set it down.”

  “CJ?” Gigi asked. “Not CJ Bennett?”

  “Yep. Do you read her books?” Daisy asked her.

  Gigi bounced up and down in excitement. “I love her books. Especially her Texan Cowboy Daddies series. Do you know her? Have you met her?”

  Daisy shook her head. “No. CJ likes her privacy. I know she lives somewhere in Montana but I don’t know where.”

  “Oh. Still. That is so cool. I think her books are amazing.”

  “I’ll tell her.” Daisy gave her a smile. “So I didn’t miss anything, did I?” Daisy looked down at the coffee table filled with junk food. “Oh, you grabbed a good selection. Laffy Taffy, Airheads, Gushers, Butterfingers, Snickerdoodles, Whoopie Pies and Twinkies. Gigi, you’re gonna love all of this stuff.”

  “I don’t have to eat it all, do I?” She felt ill just looking at the pile of lollies and biscuits on the coffee table. Wait, they called it candy and cookies here. She wasn’t sure where Twinkies fell in. Were they a cake?

  It was really sweet that Abby, Eden and Daisy had insisted on giving her a crash course in American junk food, but she might vomit if she ate all of this.

  “I’ll be happy to help.” Daisy reached for an Airhead.

  “We know you would,” Abby replied dryly. “Daisy could eat her weight in candy and never gain a pound.”

  “Yeah, but Jed won’t let me anymore.” Daisy sighed sadly.

  “Gigi was just about to start off with the delicacy that is cheese in a can,” Eden told her.

  Oh, yeah. She’d nearly forgotten. Crap.

  “You can do this, Gigi. We believe in you,” Daisy cheered.

  “Maybe we shouldn’t push her,” Abby worried. “What if she hates it? Macca won’t be happy if we make her sick.”

  Eden snorted. “If she’s sick it won’t be from that. It’ll be from all this junk food.”

  Daisy reached for a Laffy Taffy. “Eww, grape. We’re not going to make her eat a grape one, are we?”

  “Grape doesn’t taste good?” Gigi asked.

  “Grape is delicious,” Abby defended. “It’s a misunderstood flavor.”

  Daisy shook her head. “I love candy and even I won’t touch grape Laffy Taffy.”

  Gigi looked over at Eden who just shook her head. “Don’t look at me. Not a candy fan.”

  Daisy gave an exaggerated gasp. “Oh, the horror. How are we even friends?”

  Eden just grinned, not looking upset in the slightest.

  “I’ll try the grape,” Gigi said. She didn’t want to offend anyone.

  “The grape is not okay,” Daisy said seriously. “Grape is never okay. Grape is an abomination. It should never have been brought into existence and it should be taken right on out.”

  “You really don’t have to eat that if you don’t want to,” Abby told her, pointing to the can in her hand. Abby was a total sw
eetheart.

  Gigi took a deep breath. “I’m going in. How do you eat it though?”

  Eden shrugged. “You can put it on a cracker or piece of bread if you want.”

  “Just tip it up and squirt it straight in your mouth,” Daisy suggested, popping some taffy in her mouth.

  Gigi shook the can and tipped her head back, squirting the liquid cheese into her mouth. This just seemed wrong. The only thing she’d squirted straight from a can was whipped cream or chocolate mousse.

  But cheese?

  She swallowed hastily.

  “How was it?” Daisy asked.

  “Are you okay?” Abby rubbed her back lightly.

  “She looks like she’s gonna be sick. Someone get her a bucket,” Eden said urgently.

  She waved a hand. “I’m fine. I’m fine. I just. . .that was, umm, different.”

  The three women all looked at each other and then burst into laughter. Gigi smiled, then started giggling as well. Abby wrapped her arm around her waist.

  “Well, Gigi, you just passed your initiation by liquid cheese,” Eden said dryly. “And now on to your next treat. Better get in there quick before Daisy eats it all by herself and then gets her butt roasted by Jed—”

  “Hey,” Daisy protested. “Only if he finds out.” She grinned cheekily at Gigi, looking totally unworried about that possibility.

  Gigi reached for a Snickerdoodle. Okay, those were good. She went through, sampling each sweet thing. A few of them she thought you could get in Australia, like Twinkies, but she’d never tasted them. Her budget hadn’t stretched to many treats.

  “He’ll find out,” Abby said. “That man is scary. I swear he can read minds.”

  “Sometimes I think they all can,” Eden added. “Far too observant for my peace of mind. I swear Zeke must have a camera in my car. Every time I go over the speed limit I get in trouble. What’s the point of driving if you can’t drive fast?”

  “I have no interest in driving,” Gigi told them, picking up an Airhead. “Even if I had a license.”

  Daisy grabbed a handful of Gushers, popping them all in her mouth at once. Her cheeks poked out as she chewed them.

  Gigi looked over at Abby with wide eyes. Should they maybe cut Daisy off?

  Abby bit her lip. “I think I’ll put all this away now, okay?”

  Daisy’s lower lip dropped out in a pout but she sighed. “All right. Jed’s just so miserly with the candy. And I can’t find his stash anywhere. I’ve searched the whole cabin. I spent two hours the other day turning the place upside down when I was supposed to be working. Then I had to explain why I was behind and had to work late that night. Jed wasn’t happy. I ended up having to write lines and have a nap the next day. Naps suck.”

  They sure did. She loved having people around her who understood her relationship with Macca.

  “So how are you liking living here, Gigi?” Abby asked her. “Are you settling in all right?”

  “Do you miss home?” Daisy asked.

  “Not really,” she told Daisy. “It’s different here. So beautiful though. And everyone has been so welcoming. I didn’t have any friends or family back home. Just Penny, Macca’s grandmother.”

  With Penny gone, she had no ties back home. Moving here with Macca, a man who loved her exactly for who she was, wasn’t exactly a hardship. Kent, Macca’s boss, had generously let him have some time off to help her settle in.

  Abby reached across and squeezed her hand. “It must have been so hard on you both, losing her.”

  “It was.”

  “I bet she would be happy the two of you ended up together, though,” Eden told her.

  “We’re so glad that Macca met you,” Abby told her. “I’ve never seen him smile so much since you came back here with him. I can’t imagine moving so far away and knowing no one, if you need anything let us know. Especially when Macca goes away for work.”

  Warmth filled her at those words.

  “Thank you. You’re all so nice. I was a little worried when I moved here that no one would like me. I’ve never really had friends.”

  “I think most of us can relate to that,” Abby told her.

  “That’s part of what makes this place so special,” Daisy said. “We can all be ourselves without worrying about anyone thinking we’re weird. Or that our relationships with our men, our daddies, are wrong. This is a special place. I’ve never felt this safe or accepted.”

  Gigi nodded. That’s just how she felt too.

  “How’s the boomerang practice going, Daisy?” Gigi asked her. They’d brought gifts with them for each of the Littles living on the ranch. Eden got a toy wombat. Abby, a koala. For Charlie, they’d gotten a kangaroo and for Ellie, a kookaburra. But Daisy had wanted a boomerang.

  Daisy’s lower lip poked out in a pout. “Crocodile Dundee made it look so easy. I couldn’t get it to come back at all. And then the other day I was practicing and I nearly hit Jed in the head so he said I’m only allowed to practice when there’s no one else around.”

  “Don’t feel bad,” Gigi told her. “It’s pretty difficult to get a boomerang to return to you. I’m sure you’ll get the hang of it eventually.”

  At a knock on the door, they all looked up. A huge, dark-skinned man stood on the other side of the door.

  “Bain!” Abby said, jumping up to open the door. He leaned down and picked up an open box sitting at his feet. He stepped inside and Abby shut the door behind him.

  “Abby,” he said in a low, deep voice.

  “Hi, everything okay? Kent said you were headed to New York?”

  “Yeah. Unfortunately.”

  She’d met Bain once before. He didn’t seem to say much, but he was a little intimidating, although judging from Abby’s warm greeting, she didn’t feel the same.

  “You don’t like New York?” Abby asked.

  “Not New York I’ve got a problem with.” He paused, frowning. “Although yeah, not too fond of it. Too many people, and the traffic.” He shuddered. “Came to ask a favor.”

  “What have you got there? Oh my gosh, kittens?” Abby reached into the box as Bain set it down on the coffee table. Inside were three gorgeous little kittens. One was completely black. Another was black with a white face and three white paws. The last one was gray and black stripped.

  “Kittens?” Eden asked. “Where did you get those from?”

  “Found them out back of my cabin,” he said gruffly. “Don’t know where the mother went. Looked around for her. Took them to the vet a few days ago. They’re healthy, around eight weeks old. Been drinking some special milk. Need someone to take care of them while I’m gone.”

  She stared at the big man in surprise. She’d never have guessed he was the type of guy to find some abandoned kittens and look after them.

  “I can totally do that,” Abby told them. “Come on, cute kitties. You’re so gorgeous.”

  “What are you going to do with them?” Daisy asked.

  “Wait until they’re a little older and find them some homes.”

  “Ooh, can I keep one?” Abby asked. She picked up the black kitten with white paws and face.

  “Sure,” Bain told her.

  “I’m going to call her Midnight.”

  “How do you know it’s a girl?” Gigi asked.

  “A mama just knows,” Abby told her solemnly.

  “I love this fella here,” Daisy said. “May I have him?” She looked over at Bain as she picked up the completely black kitten.

  “Of course.”

  Daisy smiled. “I’m going to call him Poe.”

  Bain grunted. “He’s a she.”

  “Hmm. Oh well.” Daisy grinned. “Poe still works.”

  “Zeke’s more of a dog man,” Eden said. “He’s been talking about getting a puppy for a while.”

  Bain then turned to look at her. He picked up the last unclaimed kitten. He was gray and black with a small white patch on his belly and was pretty much the cutest thing she’d ever seen.

 
“I have to ask Macca,” she told him even though she absolutely wanted that kitten. So damn much. But she couldn’t just lay claim to a kitten without asking Macca first. Pets cost money and she didn’t have any. She already felt guilty that she wasn’t contributing anything to their finances, she couldn’t go asking him to pay for her kitten too.

  Bain just lowered the kitten into her lap. “Girl, that man will do anything for you. Take the kitten.”

  She opened her mouth to protest but the kitten looked up at her sleepily and her heart just melted.

  “Hello, sweetie, what’s your name?” she asked, petting the sleepy kitten. It started purring. Crap. How could she say no to it now? “Boy or girl?”

  “Girl,” Bain answered.

  “A girl, I think I’ll call you Queenie.” The kitten nudged her hand for another pat and went off to sleep. Well, seemed like she was now a cat mama.

  2

  “Sorry I was late to pick you up,” Macca told her as they walked through the front door of their cabin. “I had something I wanted to do before I came and got you.”

  “That’s okay. I had fun at Abby’s.” She held Queenie in her arms. “Are you sure it’s all right to adopt Queenie? We don’t have to if you’re not comfortable with it. I know pets can cost a lot—”

  “Sweet pea, it’s fine. I wish I’d thought of it. The two of you seem to have bonded. We’ll go online and order some things for her. She’ll need a bed to sleep in and some toys.”

  “I can probably find some stuff in the cabin, we don’t have to buy her anything,” she said hastily. She set the kitten down on the sofa.

  “I’ve got a gift for you, sweet pea.”

  “A gift? You didn’t have to buy me a present.” He’d already been so generous and what had she done for him?

  “Hey, what’s that look about?” He walked towards her.

  She bit her lip, looking down at Queenie. “Nothing. Just wondering what you bought me.”

  “Uh-uh. Nope. That’s not the way things work between us, is it?” His voice had taken on a stern note and her tummy tightened.