To Tame A Texan by Georgina Gentry

Author:Georgina Gentry
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2014-08-25T16:00:00+00:00

Twelve

The next morning, Lynnie felt a decided difference in the air. Although she was still dressed in boy’s pants and denim shirt, the rough, uncivilized cowboys now seemed self-conscious around her. Why, they were acting halfway civilized, Lynnie thought with surprise as she rolled up her bedroll. As she struggled to lift her heavy stock saddle and carry it over to her horse, half a dozen cowhands rushed up.

“Here, ma’am, let me get that for you.”

“Miss McBride, I’d be glad to saddle your horse.”

“Miss Lynnie, a little thing like you oughtn’t to be carryin’ that heavy saddle.”

“Let her carry it,” Ace ordered, his voice as grim as his face. “She wants to be a man’s equal; let her prove it.”

“I can and I will,” Lynnie snapped, and lugged her own saddle across the circle.

Behind her, she heard grumbling among the men. “What’s eatin’ Ace? It ain’t right to let a little lady carry a big saddle while a bunch of men watch her.”

She glanced back over her shoulder at Ace. She could see the disgusted looks among the cowboys. Even old Cookie was giving her a look of sympathy Oh, she was going to make that big brute of a Texan pay for his stubborn superiority.

They saddled up and got the herd moving. The May weather was hot and dusty, and water scarce as they trailed a day or so behind the Forrester herd. She made sure she did more than her share of the work, and she caught the cowboys giving her admiring looks. That is, all except Ace. If looks could kill, she’d surely be dead by now.

That night when they camped, the cowboys were all on their best behavior: no belching or breaking wind in her presence, and there were no ribald jokes. In fact, they all seemed to be watching her with embarrassment, as if remembering some of the ungentlemanly behavior the past several weeks before they had realized there was a girl among them. That is, all but Ace. If anything, he was even more rude and uncivilized to her. She’d heard how charming he could be to women, but danged if she saw any of it. He seemed determined to make her life as miserable as possible. Well, she could give him tit for tat, she promised herself.

Cookie even seemed to have sobered up some, although old Twister was as drunk as ever on vanilla-soaked biscuits. “I suppose you think you’d like to take over my chuck wagon?”

She gave him her most charming smile. “Why, me? No, Cookie, I could never cook the way you do.”

That was the god-awful truth, she thought, remembering last night’s meal. “Of course, if you’d want me to do the lowly stuff like slice bacon and clean pans—”

“Couldn’t ask a lady to do that.” The old man ducked his head, smiling shyly. “Now that I think of it, Miss Lynnie, I’d admire to have you give me a hand. I hear as how you’re the best pie baker in south Texas.

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