Page 22 of Cowboys & Horses


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“For your sister.”

“It’s not your fault.”

I smiled and nodded.

An awkward silence fell between us. I couldn’t help but chastise myself for doing nothing but killing the connection I’d felt. It had been there, right? It wasn’t just my imagination?

“We’d best head back,” he said, motioning towards the door. “Lots to do this afternoon.”

Disappointment seeped through me. If I hadn’t said that, would he be suggesting we leave?

I walked back to the front door in a daze, completely lost in my thoughts. If I hadn’t of been, I think I would have paid too much attention to the burning stare creeping up my spine.

A fleeting thought passed through me as I wondered if he was staring at my ass. I double checked myself. Did I want him to stare at my ass? Butterflies surged around in my gut, complementing the double beats of my heart. All the time I’d been with Ben, I’d never paid any attention to another man, and now, here I was wondering if one was staring at my behind.

As I reached the front door, I realised Ididwant him to check me out, but I didn’t know why. Was it because I liked him? Or was it because I needed reassurance that I was still attractive after Ben’s betrayal?

“I’ll get that,” he said, as I wrapped my hand around the door handle.

He appeared from behind me with a charming smile and a soft edge lining his eyes. Within inches of me, looking up at me from beneath his sooty lashes as he leaned towards the door, I answered my question. Sun-kissed skin, a working man’s body with the promise of an incredible physique beneath those cowboy clothes, and dark eyes to sweep you into promises of a good time—any woman who didn’t find him attractive couldn’t be straight. Even if I was a lesbian I think he’d turn me.

A deep craving to touch him had a grip of me. I just wanted to lay a finger on him, stroke his skin to see if it was as silky smooth as it looked. In nothing short of a trance, I lifted a hand. He flickered his gaze towards my hand, and then back to me. He didn’t move, nor speak. Was this my permission to go ahead?

My breath caught in my throat, my heart rate trebled. I’d never touched anyone but Ben. And we weren’t officially over. What was I doing? If I did this, I’d only be as bad as him.

That was enough to break my fascination.

I yanked my hand back and itched my head. I shifted my eyes to the floor, silently praying my cheeks wouldn’t heat up.

“Ladies first,” he said, opening the door. “Get yourself mounted up, and I’ll be out in a minute.”

I scuttled outside, letting out a deep breath as I all but ran towards Cody. What the hell was happening to me out here?

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