Chapter 15

Meanwhile, her father must have regained his composure. “This is a family matter, and I’ll thank you to leave.”

“So you can beat her more? We’ve got a name for men like you where I come from, but it’s not fitting for a lady’s ears.”

“She’s no lady.” He narrowed his eyes and curled his lip. “Is this why Barron is refusing to marry you? Have you been carrying on with this…this—”

“Horse master? Horse wrangler? Honest, hard-working man?” Tom was tempted to knock the bastard down.

St. Claire ignored him, once again turning his rage on his daughter. “You’ve betrayed Barron’s trust! You’ve disgraced our name by mingling with this—You!” he barked as he pointed a shaking hand at Tom. “Get out of my house this instant, and take that slut with you.”

She turned sorrowful eyes to Tom. “I told you.”

“You did, and I’m sorry I brought you here. Come. I’ll take you somewhere safe.”