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when you’re bringing Sylvia to meet all of us.”
    Brett looked at her in surprise. “I assumed it would be best to wait until after you’ve had the babies, Janie. I don’t want the visit to be a strain for you.”
    Pete nodded in approval.
    Janie, however, didn’t seem to appreciate his consideration. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
    “Why not?”
    “Because it may be six months before I feel halfway decent once these babies are born. I won’t get any sleep, and I won’t have an excuse to be fat any longer. I think she should come for a visit at once.”
    “Yes,” Megan chimed in. “You want her to come now, when the ranch is beautiful. In winter, she might not like it as much.”
    “Megan, she’s a Wyoming girl,” Brett protested.
    “Maybe so, but she’s spent a lot of time in Washington, D.C.”
    Jake looked at Megan sharply before turning to Brett. “Megan’s got a point. Have you two discussed where you’ll live after the wedding?”
    Brett’s head shot up. “Aren’t we welcome here?”
    “Of course you are!” Jake returned. “You know you are. But I got worried that Sylvia wouldn’t want—She’s used to a more—more exciting life.”
    “Sylvia knows I want to live here.”
    “Then call and invite her,” Janie insisted. “Tell her we’re all anxious to welcome her into the family. We’ll give a party to introduce her to the neighbors.”
    “You sure you’re up to all that activity?” Brett asked Janie. He wouldn’t want to do anything to interfere with the safe delivery of his first nieces and nephews.
    “Tell him, Anna,” Janie ordered.
    Brett reluctantly turned to the one person at the table he’d been trying to ignore. He didn’t want to be reminded of last night.
    “I’ll make sure Janie doesn’t overdo it. And I can help Red with things around here.”
    Staring into big blue eyes that reminded him of the Wyoming sky in summer, Brett almost forgot what they were discussing. Those eyes must be the biggest part of her, he decided. Except for those red curls that seemed to have a life of their own.
    “Brett? Are you going to telephone Sylvia?” Jake prodded, calling him to attention.
    He reluctantly drew his gaze away from Anna. “What? Oh. Oh, yeah. I’ll go call her right away.” He turned back to look at Anna again. What was wrong with him? Why was he suddenly reluctant to talk to Sylvia? He was going to marry her. Wasn’t he?

Chapter Two
    “Hi, lover.”
    Her sexy voice reassured him. Of what, he wasn’t sure, but Brett had been uneasy until she spoke.
    “I miss you already,” Sylvia went on. “When will you be back? No, Maria, put that over here.”
    Brett waited impatiently until he had her attention again. “I’ve got a better idea. Why don’t you come here? The family wants you to come visit. We’ll have a party to introduce you to the neighbors.”
    He began to wonder if he’d lost the connection because silence was his only answer. Finally Sylvia said, “I’d love to, angel, but as Daddy’s hostess, you know I need to be here.”
    “I’m sure he can spare you for a week or two, Sylvia. After all, he’ll have to get used to me coming first, won’t he?” Brett chuckled. Several times his brothers had pointed out how much things changed with marriage.
    Sylvia didn’t laugh with him. “Of course, Brett, but—Maria! I told you I wanted lemonade with my lunch. Sorry, Brett. The woman can’t get anything right. I suppose I could spare a week. Daddy’s visiting with his constituents right now, nothing important. When shall I come?”
    “The sooner the better. Tomorrow?”
    “Darling, I can’t be packed in such a short time.”
    “All you’ll need are jeans and a party dress. We’re pretty casual around here.”
    As if he’d never spoken, she continued, “I suppose I could leave Friday. You’ll come pick me up?”
    Brett never hesitated, though Casper was a two-hour drive. It suddenly seemed important that he see her