Masked Cowboy (Men Of The White Sandy) - Plot & Excerpts
The winds had let up a bit, but Mary Beth was thankful she’d broken down and put on the long underwear. Sexy, no, but warm, yes. “We need to get to the mustangs first. Dave’s worried about the pregnant mare,” he said as he slung her pack onto Jezebel and the extra one, with what would normally be a three-week supply of saline and penicillin, over Mick’s back. “Did Jack pick up a trail?” At least, she thought the night watchman’s name was Jack. She’d only caught glimpses of him and she had no idea if he had a last name. He paused for a moment—thoughtful, but not as confused as yesterday. “No.” She nodded as they took off for the barn without another word. The horses beat a steady staccato as they raced back to the edge of the ranch. Without the wind, it seemed to take an extra few minutes to cover the prairies and stands of trees, but finally the barn was in sight. At the exact moment she saw Dave step out of the darker interior, Jezebel whinnied in pain and bucked sharply to the left.
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