“A rancher who’s richer than God? I’d say there are a lot of them out there.” Bryce let out a laugh.

I didn’t want someone who was after my money. Enough of them had come around during my life. But if I could find something like what Talon had with Jade, I sure wouldn’t turn my back on it.

“Do you think he’d let me hold him?” I asked Bryce, nodding to Henry.

“Sure. He’s a really good-natured little guy.” He handed the baby to me.

Henry gurgled, and I set him on the table facing me, holding on to him so he wouldn’t fall. He gave me a big toothless grin. He was a healthy-looking boy, looked a lot like his dad. As I held his little hands, I noticed a birthmark on his arm.

“I don’t remember you having a birthmark. Did he get that from his mom?”

Bryce shook his head. “Probably from my dad. He has a dark one just like that. Shaped kind of like the state of Texas.”