Lauren by Mima

Author:Mima
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pocket Star

“I think a ride would be nice. I could use a private lesson. I haven’t ridden much.”

Luke looked at her with pity and doubt, clearly putting a sexual spin on her words.

Laughing, she gently shoved him. “Har-de-har-har. I’m a city girl. Horses are for cops and carriages in the Park.”

Now he outright frowned. “You really want to go riding?” He said it with a tightness that spoke of insult.

Her brows rose. “We’re certainly not going straight to bed, if that was what you were asking!” It was wiser to stay clothed with this guy, and riding was what she’d hoped to do a lot of here.

Lips flat, he cocked his mouth to one side and considered her. “Well, crap.”

With a sigh, he considered a wall of iron implements that looked like they were from Madame Tussauds Chamber of Horrors. “All right. Let’s go for a ride, then.”

With his shirt back on, he took her hand and led her past the activity at the barn.

“Why are we walking away from the horses?”

“We’re going over to the big pasture.”

“Do they have ‘G’ horses there, too?”

Luke chuckled. “You’ll do just fine.”

“But you don’t have a saddle.”

“Nope.”

“Uhhh . . .” She slowed. Looking around, she decided the pasture seemed a little too far from everyone else. “I’m going to tell someone where we’re going.”

Luke stopped. He chewed his lips as he looked at her. “We’re not even leaving the canyon, let alone the ranch. I’m not taking you anywhere. No reason for you to even leave the pasture. I’m just gonna give you a little taste of thunder.”

It was pretty clear he didn’t like being doubted. It was also pretty clear he was used to getting his way. She pointed to the big tan barn. “I’ll just find a ranch hand. I won’t be a minute.”

“Fine. I’ll wait on ya.”

She felt his gaze on her ass as she walked back through the mown pathway.

When she went into the barn, she held her breath. Empty catering tables ran along one side and hay bales stacked like bleachers lined the other. Otherwise, it was empty but for some people running cords on the far stage. No sign of Sorrel meant her breath whooshed long and deep.

Feeling bold and reckless again, she stopped a man wheeling in kegs on a dolly and told him she was going to the far pasture with Luke. The man frowned.

“Something wrong?”

He shook his head. “You’re perfectly free to enjoy the ranch, Ma’am.”

Now it was her turn to chew her lips. She nodded and returned to Luke.

He made a manly image standing there with his arms folded, the mountains beyond. “Ready to ride?”

She stuck her chin out. “Sure.” Heading out on a mown trail through a meadow, she asked, “We are going to get on a horse at some point and let them do the work, right?”

“Right.”

“What was wrong with the horses back there?”

“I like ’em fresh.”

“Oh! My boots. They’re back at my cabin. I should go get them. These sandals aren’t going to work.

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