It was an old house in need of a coat of paint with a brand new, freshly painted sign affixed to the porch railing. Office Double D Wild Horse Sanctuary It was the kind of incongruence that automatically drew his eye and raised the hackles he’d been working hard to tame. He was back in the States...
She'd automatically headed for the passenger's side and let him take the wheel. He had turned the keys over to her in the same manner more than a few times when he'd been drinking, but otherwise, Ben had always been the driver. He knew cars inside and out. He couldn't stand to ride in a car with ...
She was no fence-sitter, no small-talker, no crowd-joiner. She had come for the horses and nothing else. Logan Wolf Track liked her already. He would likely change his mind before the day was over but being drawn to her at first sight counted for something. His hard-earned instincts rarely failed...