Ice cubes clinked against the glass. Doing his best not to look the part of the concerned parent, he rocked the heels of his boots against a porch that gleamed with a fresh coat of paint. In the practice ring, where missing boards had been replaced, Noelle and Lady blazed out of the starting gate...
Easy,” Garrett murmured. He scratched the soft skin under Gold’s neck, wincing at the three lines of equally spaced cuts, one for each strand of barbed wire. “He gonna be okay, doc?” Though every cattleman knew his way around a needle and thread, he’d insisted on calling the vet to tend to the ho...
Which made for a lot of sipped air and bruised feelings whenever the display showed a number other than Brett’s. Which it had done far longer than she’d thought he could possibly hold out. Never mind that she had told him not to call. She couldn’t take much more of his cold shoulder. She could ha...