Tundra entered the kitchen and immediately zigzagged about to check for any new scents before heading to his mat where a chewy stick awaited him. Rose wondered if Tundra would react to Tyler the way he had in the past. Things had changed since she was last with Tyler. She'd come to the conclusion that it was pointless to continue what was going on, attracted to him as she was. But she also realized the true attraction, the one that went beyond his good looks, came when she saw him with his horses the day she was looking for basket-making materials. It was like a magical moment when all the negatives from their first encounter at the spring no longer mattered. All that mattered was what she was seeing—a man who had an almost mystical bond with horses. But now she'd had time to put everything into perspective, and all the silly female fantasies and accompanying heart flutters had stopped, so Tundra would have no cause to growl, because she finally had things under control. Thankfully. She finished tidying things in preparation for spending a few hours with her family.
