He met Austin's gaze over the top of Faith's head. "I sure hope your baby is a boy."

"Reckon we need to even things out a little, don't we?"

Rawley gave him a brusque nod. "We men folk are sorely outnumbered."

Austin laughed, remembering a time when that was exactly what Dallas had wanted: more women out in West Texas.

-Austin and Rawley

Autore: Lorraine Heath

He met Austin's gaze over the top of Faith's head. "I sure hope your baby is a boy."<br /><br /> "Reckon we need to even things out a little, don't we?"<br /><br /> Rawley gave him a brusque nod. "We men folk are sorely outnumbered."<br /><br /> Austin laughed, remembering a time when that was exactly what Dallas had wanted: more women out in West Texas.<br /><br />-Austin and Rawley - Lorraine Heath

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