His voice was drowned out by the catcalls and kissing sounds of the men at the bunkhouse
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I have had my will rewritten to leave this ranch to any children that you and Rebecca have together, thereby assuring this unfortunate offspring takes nothing away from your own children
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Reckon it’s because I’m the lucky son-of-a-bitch that’s marrying Reb.”
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Know about Reb getting married?” He felt the heat warming his face and he just hoped the red creeping up
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I will not have it shattered because one night you decided to become a whore.”
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the child would never know he wasn’t mine unless you wanted it that way.”
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I don’t want anyone thinking that baby’s not yours
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She needs someone I can trust to help run it, someone young enough to be here with her in later years
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There’s no way in hell I’m going to let Rebecca bring a bastard child into this
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Brett Meier, tall, coal black hair, sparkling blue eyes