Bearly In Love by Reid Terri

Author:Reid, Terri [Reid, Terri]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2014-08-27T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-four

Henry pulled his truck up to the fence, put it in park and started to get out when Stacy opened her door. “Wait,” he said, shaking his head. “It’s okay. I can handle it.”

She smiled at him. “Well, you can get the gate while I say good morning to George,” she replied with a smile as she fished the sandwich bag of apple slices out of her backpack.

“George?” he asked. “What are you doing?”

He froze, his heart in his throat, as he watched the massive animal charge towards Stacy and the chain-link fence. Without thinking, he dashed forward, grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into his arms, shielding her from the stampeding bison. He tightened his hold on her and waited for the impact. And waited.

“Um, Henry?” Stacy asked, looking up at him and trying to gently pry herself free, her heart stampeding on its own. “Are you okay?”

He stared down at her and then looked over his shoulder. George was waiting on the other side of the fence, impatiently pawing against the ground. “George was charging at you,” he stammered.

She smiled up at him, and for a moment, he felt the earth move beneath his feet. “George is just a pig in bison’s clothing,” she said. “He knows I have his morning apple, and he gets very excited.”

“His morning apple?” he repeated inanely.

She looked pointedly at his arms, still clasped liked steel bands around her body, and then back up at him. “Um, if you would let go,” she requested, “I’d be happy to show you.”

“Oh. Oh, sure,” he said, dropping his arms and stumbling back a few inches.

Stacy walked around him and opened the bag, which was now filled with broken apple slices because it had been caught between their two bodies. Reaching through the links, she held the two-inch piece of apple out for the enormous beast.

“Careful,” Henry whispered, his heart pounding against his chest.

George leaned forward and gently wrapped his lips around the apple, using his tongue to draw it carefully into his mouth. In a moment, it had been chewed, and he rubbed against the fence, eager for more. Stacy repeated the process until all the pieces were gone. As she fed George, Henry had moved slowly closer to the fence, watching in amazement.

Finally, Stacy held out her sticky fingers, and George lapped his rough tongue against them, greedy for the last drops of apple juice. She laughed and scratched the bridge of his nose. “Okay, George, I’ll see you tomorrow,” she said. “Now go off and play your bison games.”

With a soft bellow, George turned and lumbered off back towards the high grass in the meadow. Stacy heard Henry release his breath behind her and took a moment to gather her thoughts before she turned to him. Being held in his arms, knowing he had offered to risk his life to save her, was almost too overwhelming. She wanted him to hold her again, but not for protection. She had realized in those few moments that she had never really stopped loving him.

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