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Another failure?
I didn’t even realize the tears were flowing until I dashed them away to see clearly. The first thing that came into focus was Beckett and his stunning horse. The black cowboy hat shielded his face from the sun, but right then it just didn’t matter to me.
I didn’t see another way to get away from everyone. My heels sunk into the grass and I stumbled. I flicked them off and ran toward him.
He frowned at me, then back at the crowd. I didn’t even look back. I didn’t want to see what was going on. Relief poured through me as he reached his hand out for me.
His rough hand circled my forearm, and surprise shot across his face when I gripped his arm tight.
“Hang on,” he said gruffly. He lifted me yet again as if I weighed nothing.
I quickly threw my leg over the back of the horse and wrapped my arms around his middle.
“Miss Dan—”
“Just go. Please. Anywhere.” His leather and citrus scent filled my head as I buried my face into his back.
He inched forward on the saddle. “Can you ride?”
“Yes.” The skirt of my dress ripped as I tucked myself tight against his back. His horse was large and muscular and it had been a damn long time since I’d had anything between my thighs, let alone a horse. “I won’t fall.”
“I won’t let you fall.” He dropped his arm down to pet the horse’s neck. “Easy, boy.”
“I’m sorry,” I whispered against the rough cotton of his vest.
“Storm can handle a little thing like you, don’t worry.”
I felt the flex of his thighs as he steered the horse to turn around and head into the trees.
I didn’t care where we were going.
For the first time in my life, my impulse had been to run. And it felt damn good.
Chapter2
Beckett
Where Are Your Shoes?
Rescuing the proverbial damsel in distress was not how I thought my afternoon would go.
Using Storm as a showpiece for Clay’s over the top wedding present was supposed to kill two birds. I figured I’d quietly slip away for a few hours and chill the fuck out before returning to help break things down from the wedding festivities.
The last few days had been a lot.
Between my cousin’s near kidnapping, the increased security measures attached to the orchard, and the wedding itself, I was maxed out.
Then a pair of doe eyes had completely derailed my plans. The fact that said doe eyes were attached to the first woman to stir me up in fourteen months was also inconvenient. And now she was on the back of my horse like we were in some romantic comedy like the ones my little sister, Zoe, watched constantly lately.
Storm sidestepped a little as we slowed down to a trot in the heart of the orchard. He wasn’t used to two riders, nor the way we were both seated in the saddle. I couldn’t blame him. Having Helena Danbury hugging me from chest to thigh was making me a little out of sorts too.
I patted his neck. “It’s okay, boy.”
“I’m sorry to be an inconvenience. You can just drop me…” She trailed off. “I don’t know where.”
“It’s a nice day for a ride, but I’m not sure you’re wearing the right gear, Miss Danbury.”
“Helena, please. I believe we are well past formalities.”
