Page 42 of The Rough Rider


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And get the man a sugar shaker.

Because she was not fussing around with this old bag of sugar every morning.

She went outside and took a deep breath. The morning air was crisp and clean. And later today she was going to have to have him help her get her truck too, to bring it back. Maybe this was being an adult. This endless list of things to do.

She hadn’t been in charge of the household at Sullivan’s Point. And it felt different now.

Look at you. Being in charge. Making your life.

This was the right choice.

She kept herself focused and walked quickly down to the barn area. It wasn’t Gus that she found first. It was Brody. Brody was so good-looking he scared her a little bit. He crossed over a tipping point into being intimidating. Because mortal men should not look like that. “Good morning,” he said.

She blushed. “Hi, Brody.”

“Elsie’s around if you’re looking for her.”

“Oh. I was actually looking for Gus.”

She really had been. She hadn’t even thought of the fact that Elsie would be working here. But of course she did now.

“Oh,” Brody said, his eyebrows lifting. “Well, he’s growling around somewhere. He’s in a bear of a mood. So good luck with that.”

“Is he evernotin a bear of a mood?”

That was what Gus reminded her of. A big grouchy bear. And his house was his den, and it was sort of set up for a summer he wouldn’t be spending in it.

“Yeah. But it’s a little growlier than usual.”

“I’m not scared of him.”

“Great. We got some stuff happening today. Elizabeth Colfax, the equestrian-therapy expert that we hired, is coming down to see the place today. We’ve got to spruce up her living quarters still. But...”

“Right. Well...that’s cool. I... I actually wanted to do some work. I wasn’t only looking for Gus.”

“Charity’s going to be here soon to do a vet check. Did you want to help her? I mean, she’ll have Lachlan, but we’ve got to get all the horses out and get them ready for her to look at.”

“Yeah. I can do that.”

Lachlan’s best friend, Charity, was the vet in town, and she was assisting with the equine project. She knew a little bit about all of it. But it was neat to come and see the inner workings.

“Did you still want to see Gus first?”

“Oh. Yeah.”

“In there,” he said, gesturing to the barn.

And she didn’t know why he hadn’t said that in the first place. She now couldn’t escape the image of Gus as a bear. But yes. That was accurate. Sort of brutish and big and utterly uncaring of what anyone around him thought. Because why did he have to be? Because he was a bear.

And he made the rules.

“Good morning,” she said.

She was greeted by a grunt.

“You’recranky,” she said.

“Yep. But you were cranky the other day. So that’s fair, right?”

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