Confident in Chaps (Crossroads Book 2) by Em Petrova

Author:Em Petrova [Petrova, Em]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-09-20T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Kaoz spotted Brielle standing a short distance away. Spine to him, her long hair trailing over her shoulders. A few pieces of hay clinging to her faded sweatshirt. She hummed so soft it took his ears a moment to tune in to the melody.

Our song.

The country ballad had been one they danced to down at the bar one night. She sang it a lot those first few months they were a couple, and soon the song made them smile at each other whenever they heard it.

His heart hit his toes and bounced up into his throat. He tugged off his hat and clutched it against his chest, simply watching her sway to the music.

God, he loved that woman so much it hurt. He’d come close to losing her, but if he ever truly did… He swallowed. He couldn’t even consider that level of pain.

As she worked the grooming brush over the mare’s coat, her toned arms drew his attention. He slid his gaze over her curves to her ass, lightly muscled from hard work and riding as often as she could.

He watched her for long moments. When she finished drawing the brush over the horse’s coat and gave the animal a pat, he finally spoke up. “Brielle.”

She looked straight at him as though she knew he’d been standing there the entire time. He couldn’t help but smile as he stared into her eyes.

“If you’re finished, I hoped you’d take a ride with me.”

He saw a flicker of nervousness in her eyes. She raked her fingers through the horse’s mane as she contemplated his offer.

At last, she nodded. “Let me clean up a bit.”

Happiness rioted in his chest. What he hoped to gain back with Brielle was some of the closeness they’d lost over the past few months. Reconnecting meant everything to him—he couldn’t screw this up.

“I’ll meet ya at the truck when you’re ready.”

She arched a brow. “What if I’m one of those girls who takes two hours to shower, put on makeup and curl my hair?”

“You’re not,” he said with conviction. “Here, I’ll lead the horse out to pasture so you have a few more minutes to work on your hair.”

Narrowing her eyes on him, she sassed, “You sayin’ my hair could use work?”

“I love it loose like that—you know it.” Without saying more, he took hold of the horse’s rope and led her toward the gate. Behind him, he heard Brielle go into the building and return the brush to its rightful spot on the shelf.

Minutes later, he leaned against his truck, waiting for her. For some reason, he felt jittery with nerves. This wasn’t a first date, or even a second or third, so he had no clue as to why he felt so keyed up about having Brielle alone. Maybe because he hoped things would be different between them, that some of their past banter and easygoing manners with each other would return.

No pressure or anything.

She came out of the house in clean jeans, a red top and her tan cowgirl boots, looking as pretty as a summer’s day.

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