Throw Dylan from the Train by Piper Davenport & Harley Stone

Author:Piper Davenport & Harley Stone [Davenport, Piper & Stone, Harley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mystery, Romance, detective
Publisher: Tracey Jane Jackson
Published: 2017-12-26T05:00:00+00:00

Addison

I WAS SERIOUSLY drawn to this incredibly hot cowboy and I didn’t even balk at it. Wyatt was the epitome of everything I thought I hated in a man, but, lordy, he was a cutie. Although...

“Can I ask you a personal question?” I asked.

“Of course,” he said as we walked toward the big red barn that appeared to have been freshly painted.

“You don’t smoke, do you?”

“No ma’am.”

I frowned. “Chew?”

“No. I don’t use tobacco of any kind,” he said.

I relaxed. “Sorry. That was kind of a random question.”

“You can ask me anything, Addison.”

“That’s good to know.” I grinned. “But you might regret saying that.”

“I doubt it.”

This guy was amazing, but when Jake’s face flashed through my mind, I realized I needed to go slow. It also pissed me off. I was about to ride next to one of the hottest men I’d met in a long time (Jake notwithstanding of course), and Jake’s stupid face was in my mind? Not okay!

We arrived at the barn and I gasped. “Is that an English saddle?”

“It is,” Wyatt said. “Keep in mind, you’ll need to use western hands on him...wasn’t trained English, but hopefully the saddle’ll be more to your liking.”

I rushed to the gorgeous paint. His blue eyes were stunning, and he nuzzled my palm as I held my hand out to him. “I’m sorry, buddy, I don’t have any treats for you.”

“His name’s Firebrand.”

Wyatt handed me a wad of peppermints and I grinned. “Thank you.” I unwrapped one and let Firebrand take it from my palm. “You’re such a pretty boy, aren’t you?”

“Talk to me about this complicated horse you have available for Roundup,” Dylan said, leaning into a stall to pat a sorrel on the nose.

Wyatt walked ahead of her, stopping in front of another stall. “His name is Bucky. The folks are a bit picky about letting anyone ride him, on account of his little problem.”

“Bucky?” she asked, joining Wyatt in front of the stall and peering in. “As in he likes to buck?”

“He bucks.” Wyatt nodded. “But he don’t much like it.”

“What does he do?” she asked.

“It’ll be easier to show you. You sure you’re up for this? You still know how to ride, right?”

Dylan rolled her eyes. “I think I can manage.”

“You sure, Dylan? I can ride him,” I volunteered, a little hesitant to leave the gorgeous paint I was snuggling.

“Absolutely not,” Wyatt said.

I tried not to let his statement offend me, but admittedly, it stung a little. Of course, Wyatt had no idea what I could do on the back of a horse, so I had to let it go, but a little part of me wanted to impress him. Weird, but true.

“You’re only saying that because you haven’t seen Addie ride,” Dylan said.

I beamed. Good ol’ Dylan. She always had my back.

“I’m looking forward to that,” Wyatt admitted. “But that has nothing to do with it. You said her brother’s a lawyer, and my parents would never forgive me if we lost the farm because Bucky threw you and messed up your gorgeous face, Addison.

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