Page 29 of Spirit on the Range


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“Thank you,” I said, grudgingly.

“For?”

“Telling me the hell away from my truck.”

“You’re welcome.” His smile echoed in his voice, though his stride never faltered. “Now let's find this damn hut.”

CHAPTER TEN

The hut was buried beneath God’s own fury, or at least ten tons of shattered granite.

“That’s not going anywhere.” Trav lifted his hat off his head and tapped it on his leg. “Damnit. How’s your girl getting through?”

“Not my girl,” I said through strained teeth, ignoring the death glare he shot my way. “Fuck knows. She’s a damn monkey. You know that.”

“I do.” He stared at the rocks. “Wanna go get her?”

“I’m not climbing over that. She’s the monkey, not me.”

“Yeah.” He deliberated a moment longer. “Looks like I brought you up here for no reason.”

“What, you’re giving up now?” It was my turn to kink my neck.

Trav offered me an all too easy smile. “Get it up, princess.”

I snorted and set my foot on one of the half man-sized boulders. “Alrighty then,” I said under my breath, skating my hand over the surface. Judging the distance, I put one foot above the next and made it past my own height. “Huzzah.”

I pumped a fist in the air while Trav shielded his eyes.

“Indeed.”

His expression grew less stoic by a degree as the ground dropped out from under me and I promptly fell straight through the apparently steady stone I stood on.

“Fuck!” I hopped about, begging for sympathy where no one could see me. In a cave. Just like...

“Kyle,” Trav bellowed from the other side.

“Just a moment,” I called back sweetly. “Working here.”

“Fuck off,” he muttered distantly.

I shushed him. “Quiet, Princess. The big boys are working.”

There was a pause on the other side while I pulled my phone out and lit the torch.

“You call yourself big boys in plural?” Trav dropped down beside me. “I always pinned you as an arrogant ass.”

“Come on, Princess,” I bantered back at him, “I think I know where Sienna gets through.”

Saying her name didn’t hurt this time. And when the familiar roar of the waterfall slammed into me, I grinned like a kid at Christmas.

“Voila!”

“Seriously?” Trav nudged my shoulder, casting his glance across Sienna’s things.

He walked all the way forward, tipping his toes over the edge where the water thundered to its little death before it continued on in the river that ran through the north western corner of Red Hart land.

“You can jump in. Doesn’t actually kill you.” I hadn’t known that when I dived backward, but then I’d just wanted to be clean for her.

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