The Last Cowboy by Lindsay McKenna

Author:Lindsay McKenna [McKenna, Lindsay]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781459281592
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-01-23T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

THE MORNING WAS CLEAR and cool as Jordana trotted Stormy down between the cow pastures. The sun was barely tipping above the Rocky Mountains to the east of her. Stormy was prancing and dancing beneath her hand, eager to get on with the thirty-mile training ride. Happiness thrummed through Jordana. Just having Slade in her home was working miracles for both of them, she realized. The intimacy was powerful, like an aphrodisiac. She hadn’t made love to a man in over two years. Now, she wanted to.

Stormy snorted and tossed her head, her black mane flying. Laughing softly, Jordana leaned down and whispered, “Easy, girl. You have to warm up before we start.”

Another snort and Stormy danced sideways.

Jordana laughed out loud and pressed her left calf against the barrel of the horse. Stormy righted immediately and was impatient at being kept to such a slow trot. Jordana knew that if her horse was not properly warmed up, she could pull a tendon and that would take her out of the competition for a year. Tendon pulls or tears were an endurance rider’s worst nightmare. It could easily sideline a horse for six months. And sometimes, if the tendon didn’t heal properly, they could never resume that level of athletic challenge again.

Up ahead, Jordana saw that Diablo, the Hereford bull who had gored Slade, was tossing his head. He, too, felt the coolness and was frisky. She knew he was being taken over to the cows for breeding, and it was obvious he was ready to take on that role today. Shorty would be coming out in an hour to herd the feisty bull over to a smaller pasture where his girls awaited him. She saw the white jets of steam shooting out of his large nostrils.

Joy filtered through Jordana. Yes, the day was young. Full of promise. She felt the movement of Stormy between her strong legs and smiled. Riding a horse was like being rocked in a cradle by a mother, she thought. It was a rhythm and movement she couldn’t live without.

Suddenly, Diablo bellowed. Startled, Jordana saw the bull charging toward them! Stormy reacted first. As the bull hit the pipe railing with all his weight, the mustang leaped away to avoid the oncoming attack. Jordana followed through with her mare’s defensive movement. Diablo had never charged them before! She watched the metal-pipe railing tremble beneath the bull’s unexpected charge. He bellowed again. Leaping forward, his eyes rolling and spittle drooling out of his opened mouth, he charged.

Jordana was about to ask Stormy to gallop in order to get away from the angry bull. Just as she pressed her calves into the horse, she felt Stormy falter. Oh, no! In seconds, the mare, who was trying to avoid the next assault by the angry bull, had slipped into a newly made gopher hole at the edge of the trail. Jordana threw the reins away to give Stormy her head in order to try and regain her balance. Stormy grunted.

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