The Last Crawford Bachelor

“It’s still hard to believe Abby is a cowboy,” Michael said, shaking his head.

Logan laughed. “I didn’t believe it either when I first met her. But she convinced me pretty quickly.”

Years ago Logan had applied for the job of ranch manager. Michael recalled that Abby hadn’t wanted to hire him at first but she had, solely out of necessity. As Logan had put it, it had been a match made in heaven. Michael looked over at his brother. After two kids, Logan was still crazy in love with the woman.

Checking his watch, he told everyone goodbye and headed for his car. He wanted to get to the office a little early for his first day. He’d already been shown to his desk last week.

An hour later he was organizing his workstation when District Attorney Ned Cobb called a meeting to introduce the new A.D.A.s. Michael hurried to the conference room, looking forward to meeting his fellow workers.

As he stepped into the room, he was called over by Ned, a mover and shaker in his midsixties, with slicked-back dark hair sprinkled with silver. “I want to introduce you to our other new attorney, Michael. This is Daniele Langston.”

Dani stepped forward, offering him her hand…again.

Dani felt betrayed. Michael Crawford had mentioned nothing about himself last night. All along she’d looked forward to beginning fresh without anyone knowing anything about her past. Now she found herself confronted with a member of the Kennedy family, no matter how remote the connection.

She stuck out her hand, because she had no choice. He stared at her as if he were as displeased as she was. Finally he took her hand and covered the awkwardness with a comment about not expecting such a beautiful woman. The remark did little to impress her.

The D.A. introduced Michael to another attorney Dani had just met, an older man, calm and friendly. He explained that Dick Stanton would be Michael’s mentor for the first month.

Ned hadn’t offered Dani a mentor. She looked at him curiously, and as if reading her mind, he smiled and said, “And I will be your mentor, Dani. It will be a real pleasure to show you the ropes.”

Dani froze. She’d heard that tone of voice before. The man thought he had an easy prey.

There was an awkward silence until Ned ordered all the attorneys in the room to sit down around the big conference table. He guided Dani to the seat next to his, giving her a smarmy smile that made her want to lose her breakfast.

She took her seat and discovered it was opposite Michael. The look on his face told her he thought she’d planned the pairings to her advantage.

She glared at him.

“Right, Dani?” Ned said, catching her off guard.

“I’m sorry, Ned. I was trying to remember the names of the people I’ve met.” She gave him a brief smile and paid attention as he explained he’d told them all she was from Texas Tech Law School. “Yes, that’s right.”

“And Michael, of course, is from Oklahoma. But we’ll have no feuding between the two of you even when OU comes to Texas to play football.” Ned gave a hearty laugh, and his staff briefly joined in.

Dani looked around the table. She was the only female, and she was beginning to understand why. Call her naive, but in this day and age it hadn’t occurred to her that there would be problems for a female lawyer.

She’d wanted so much to connect with her grandmother, she just assumed a nearby job in Wichita Falls would be perfect.

After a brief discussion, Ned sent them all on their way—except for Dani. She grabbed the opportunity to showcase her initiative. “I’d appreciate it, Ned, if you’d give me some time to study the files on the active cases at the moment. Then I might be able to help out.”

“Why, no, Dani, I have no intention of throwing you to these wolves. I’m working on the most important case, and I could use a good researcher. Come along to my office.”

Michael actually felt sympathy for Dani as she followed the D.A. out of the conference room. Ned Cobb was easy to read. He was acting like a three-year-old with a new puppy.

He stepped up beside Dick. “Has this happened before?”

“New people?”

Michael gave him a knowing look. “New woman.”

Dick sighed. “Yeah. She won’t last long unless she plays along.”

“He’s not married?”

“Sure he is. For forty years. A sweet, gentle lady. But he’s our boss. There’s nothing we can do.”

Michael didn’t like Dick’s attitude. The Crawford family tradition said a woman in trouble should be helped. But did he necessarily think Dani was a young innocent?

He dived into the files, enjoying the cases he worked on. He hadn’t yet been given his own case, but, after all, it was his first day. A first day that, all things considered, had gone quite well.

When he joined his family later at the dinner table, Abby wanted to know how it went.

“Fine. I’m going to be busy.”

“Beulah would tell you that’s best,” Abby said with a chuckle.

That remark made him feel guilty for not mentioning Dani, but he kept his silence.

Halfway through the meal, Abby said, “I tried to call Dani today, but I couldn’t find a listing in either Lubbock or Amarillo.”

“Sorry, hon,” Logan said. “Maybe she’ll contact you again.”

“I doubt she’ll make the drive from Amarillo after—”

Michael couldn’t stand it any longer. He interrupted them. “She’s here.”

Abby’s eyes widened. “She is? At the ranch?” She started up from her chair.

“No, Abby, I didn’t mean she’s here at the ranch. She’s here in Wichita Falls.”

“How do you know that, Michael?” Logan asked.

“She’s the other new A.D.A. at the office.”

Abby looked horrified. “Why didn’t you tell us? We could’ve asked her here for dinner after her first day.”

“I didn’t tell you, Abby, because I’m still not sure she’s not trying to pull a scam on you.” He stuck his stubborn chin out, ready to argue with her.

“After reminding us how an attorney is an officer of the court, Michael?” Abby asked slowly. “You said nothing would be worth wasting those three years in law school.”

“Yeah, well, it might happen in some cases.”

“How interesting,” Abby said thoughtfully. “Dani has a law degree, like you. How is she settling in?”

Michael started to tell her Dani wouldn’t be around long, but he didn’t. Maybe Dick didn’t know what he was talking about, or maybe Dani would have no problem cooperating. He didn’t know. “Fine.”

“Good. I’ll call her tomorrow.”

Michael said nothing at all. He knew it would do no good.

Dani appreciated Abby’s phone call the next morning. It was one friendly moment to count against the hours spent in Ned Cobb’s company. But she didn’t accept her invitation to have dinner at the ranch.

“How are you settling in?” Abby asked. “If you need any help, I’m sure Michael would help you at the office. Did you find a place to live?”

“Not yet. I’m holding out for the right one,” she confessed to Abby, hoping that would stop the questions.

Abby agreed with her attitude, making her feel bad for lying. But she couldn’t admit that she didn’t think she’d be able to stay, so she didn’t want to sign a lease.

When Abby called on Friday to extend another invitation, she was harder to resist.

“Have you found a place to stay yet?”

Initially Dani hadn’t intended to tell anyone she was going to stay at the hotel. Unfortunately, Ned had found out about her quarters. He’d shown up last night about nine with a bottle of wine in his arms, wanting to “talk.”

She never answered his knock. Nor did she answer his call when the phone rang a few minutes later.

“Um, I’ve decided to stay at the hotel—”

“Oh, no!” Abby interrupted. “That’s impossible. We have a spare bedroom. You’ll stay with us.”

“No, Abby, I can’t do that,” Dani said, even as she recognized it as a perfect answer to her problem. But she didn’t know Abby and it wouldn’t be fair to ask the woman to shoulder her problems.

“Would you at least come out Saturday? We’re having a workday with everyone pitching in. We could use some extra hands. We’ll swap a good lunch for all your help.”

That sounded so appealing. She’d made no friends because the men in the office were standoffish, understandable under the circumstances. And one didn’t make friends in a hotel.

“Could I really be of some help?” she asked.

“Oh, yes. It’s not skilled jobs. We’re talking cleaning and maybe some painting.”

“All right. What time Saturday morning?”

“Anytime it’s convenient,” Abby told her.

When she hung up the phone, Ned entered her office. “Was that a personal call?”

“Yes, it was.” She didn’t apologize. She already knew he’d use any excuse to put her on the defensive.

“I’ve been waiting for you to be free. We’re going to lunch today with one of the top defense lawyers in the city. I’m sure you’ll like him.”

Dani was sure the man would cancel and Ned wouldn’t tell her until they’d reached the restaurant. He’d already done that once this week.

“I appreciate the invitation, but I’m afraid I can’t do that. I already accepted an invitation to lunch.” She didn’t explain it was for lunch on Saturday.

Ned stiffened. “In the future, you should clear your invitations with my schedule before you accept.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I thought an hour for lunch was part of my job.”

Ned put his hands on her desk and leaned toward her. “Don’t get sassy with me, Ms. Langston. You won’t have a job if you don’t cooperate.”

“I have every intention of cooperating, Ned. About work. But I do not intend to have a personal relationship with you.”

He glared at her. “We’ll see about that.”

She leaned back in her chair, drawing a deep breath as he stormed out of her office. So much for her new job. Her fingers shook as she carefully straightened every piece of paper on her desk. Good thing she hadn’t found a place to live.

After a moment she got up and went to the law library they had on the premises. She hadn’t so much as smelled a legal question this entire week, much less actually worked on anything.

“There’s got to be a good case for this, but I can’t think of one,” Dick Stanton was saying. He and Michael were sitting at a table in the law library, open books scattered around them.

Michael suggested several cases.

Dick said no, he didn’t think they were right.

Dani stepped forward. “There’s a case one of my law professors argued a couple of years ago. I think it’d help if I can find it.”

Dick and Michael both seemed doubtful, but they nodded. She scanned the shelves, pulled down a recent book and turned right to the case. She’d never forget it. Her professor had spent an entire week on this one case because of his star appearance.

After reading the case, Dick looked at her with more respect. “Thanks, Dani. This is perfect.”

“Yeah, thanks,” Michael offered.

She shrugged her shoulders. She knew not to make too much of their appreciation.

“Are you looking up something for Ned?” Dick asked.

“No, I think he’s going out to lunch.”

Dick laughed. “Oh. Then you’ll be free for two or three hours. Want to do some work?”

“I’d love to,” she agreed, enthusiasm coloring her voice.

“This is a sexual harassment case and we could use the female perspective.”

How ironic. She was about ready to file suit against Ned. Maybe she’d put together her own case while she worked on theirs.

She spent the afternoon in the library, looking up cases and discussing issues with the two men. It was the first enjoyable hours she’d had at work.

Ned stepped in a few hours later and told her to come along to his office. The anger in his voice warned her it would be even more unpleasant than usual.

Michael hurried to her defense. “Dani’s being very helpful to us. You know, you need a female perspective for these harassment suits. Could we borrow her for a little longer?”

Ned’s anger rose. “Yes, fine. Use her for the rest of the day!” Then he stormed out of the library.

No one spoke or moved for what seemed an eternity.

Finally Michael said, “Believe it or not, I was only trying to help.”

“And I appreciate it. Do you mind if I stay?” she asked Dick.

“I don’t mind, but you might not have a job on Monday morning. He’s rather difficult that way.”

“Then maybe I’ll file a harassment suit against him.”

Dick looked alarmed. He excused himself and followed Ned out of the room.

“Careful about throwing out threats,” Michael warned. “You’re not exactly in a position of strength.”

“How do you know?”

“Just because the guy is making life easy for you, it doesn’t mean he’s harassing you.”

“Why, thank you, o learned comrade. I’m glad you understand my position so well.” She began to put away the law books she’d been using.

“Not interested in good, hard work?”

As much as she hated to admit it, he’d pointed out an important fact. This was the first work she’d been given in the entire week. If she threw a tantrum and ran away, she would never establish herself here. She quietly opened the books again and began writing on her legal pad.

When Dick came back, he seemed nervous, watching Dani out of the corner of his eye. She continued to work quietly, addressing any comments or questions she had to Michael. He gradually relaxed again.

When the afternoon ended, Dick actually thanked her for her hard work. “I’m not sure Michael and I could’ve gotten this far alone. We go to trial on Tuesday. Could you help us prep our witness on Monday?”

“I’d be delighted to.”

“Ned said you could work with us. It’s an election year and he said it would look good to win a harassment suit.”

Dani smiled, glad to understand what was going on. “Yes, I guess it would, to win the female vote.”

“Uh, yes. Well, good working with you. See you Monday.” He got up and started out of the room. Then he paused. “Coming, Michael?”

“Yeah, I’ll be right there.”

After Dick had left the room, Michael whispered, “Don’t let this go to your head.”

Then he was gone.

Dani stared after him. What did he mean? The compliment from Dick? The success in avoiding Ned? She didn’t know. But she was enjoying the moment, whatever Mr. Michael Crawford thought!

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