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“You might recognize Electric Slide from his video.”
Hadley’s color was high and her eyes were dancing with delight, but her smile dimmed as he approached with the colt her former mare had produced. “I can’t get over how much he looks like his mother.”
“Want to give him a try?”
She shook her head. “It’s been too long since I’ve ridden, and I’m not dressed for it.”
He recognized a lame excuse when he heard one. She’d worn jeans and boots to the barn and didn’t want to admit the real reason for her reluctance.
“Next time.” Liam swung into the saddle and pivoted the colt away.
Disappointment roared through him, unfamiliar and unpleasant. He couldn’t recall the last time he’d invested so much in a project only to have it fall flat. Was that because he didn’t throw himself wholly into anything, or because he rarely failed at things he did? His grandfather would say that if he was consistently successful, he wasn’t challenging himself.
Isn’t that why he’d quit dating a year ago and refocused on Wade Ranch? He’d grown complacent. The horse business was growing at a steady pace. He enjoyed the companionship of several beautiful women. And he was bored.
Liam’s mind was only half on what he was doing as he rode Electric Slide. The pleasure had gone out of the exhibition after Hadley turned down a chance to ride. After a little while, he handed the colt off and strode across the arena toward her.
“It’s almost noon,” he said. “Let’s go back to the house and you can tell me which horses I should keep over lunch.”
“Sure.”
* * *
As they ate bowls of beef stew and crusty French bread, Hadley spelled out her take on each of the horses he’d shown her.
“Cielo is a keeper. But I don’t think you’d part with him no matter what anyone said to you.”
“You’re probably right.” He missed talking horses with someone. Since his grandfather died, Liam hadn’t had anyone to share his passion with. “What did you think of the bay filly?”
“Nice, but the roan mare is better, and bred to Blue you’d get a really nice foal.” Hadley’s gaze turned thoughtful as she stirred the stew with her spoon. “I also think you’d be fine letting the buckskin go. He’s terrific, but Cielo will be a better reining horse.” Her lips curved. “But I’m not telling you anything you hadn’t already decided.”
“I appreciate your feedback. And you’re right. Of the four I showed you, I’d selected three to sell. But your suggestion that I breed Tilda to Blue was something I hadn’t considered.”
Her smile warmed up the already-cozy kitchen. “Glad I could help. It was fun talking horses. It was something my friends and I did all the time when I was younger. I always imagined myself living on a ranch after I finished school, breeding and training horses.”
Liam’s chest tightened. Hadley possessed the qualities he’d spent the last year deciding his perfect woman must have. Beautiful, loving, maternal and passionate about horses.
“Of course, that wasn’t a practical dream,” Hadley continued. “My parents were right to insist I put my education first. I figured that out not long after I started college.”
“But what if you could have figured out a way to make it work? Start small, build something.”
“Maybe ten years ago I could have.” Her voice held a hint of wistfulness. A moment later, all nostalgia vanished. “These days it’s no longer what I want.”
Her declaration put an end to the topic. Liam held his gaze steady on her for a moment longer, wondering if he’d imagined her overselling her point. Or was he simply wishing she’d consider giving up her future plans and sticking around Royal? He’d grown attached to her in a very short period of time and wanted to see more of her. And not as his niece’s nanny.
Liam pushed back from the table. “I have a meeting late this afternoon at the Texas Cattleman’s Club, but I’ll be back in time for you to make your class at seven.”
“Thank you. I really enjoy the class as much for the company as the candle making.” She carried their bowls to the sink and began rinsing them. “When I’m in school, I don’t have a lot of free time.”
“Sounds like you don’t make enough time for fun,” he said.
“I keep telling myself that I’ll have plenty of time to enjoy myself once I’m done with school. In the meantime, I make the most of the free hours I have.”
