Every Breath She Takes by Norah Wilson

Author:Norah Wilson
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781612184685
Publisher: AmazonEncore
Published: 2012-09-04T04:00:00+00:00

“Whoops, guess the lady doesn’t have the stomach for rodeo.”

Cal ignored Marlena’s comment. Stripping his riding glove off, he handed it to Seth. “Stash that for me, would you?”

Without waiting for a reply, he strode off after Lauren. It took some doing to catch up to her long-legged stride without breaking into a jog.

“I guess I don’t have to ask what you thought of the show,” he said when he finally fell in beside her.

“We’ve been over this.” Lauren stopped as a couple of kids raced across her path, then continued toward the house. “I just hate to see you risk your neck needlessly.”

He bit back a sigh. “I had to do something to hold their interest. Look how soon they tired of the barrel races.” He placed a hand on her arm to slow her. “I had no choice.”

“Don’t even!” She stopped abruptly, fixing him with a glare. “You loved every minute of it, Cal Taggart. Don’t you dare deny it. I saw it in your eyes back there.”

He looked away for a moment, watching Jim and three other hands transfer a pissed-off Misadventure back into his trailer.

He turned back to her. “Okay, I enjoyed it,” he admitted. “It’s what I did for a good part of my life. I’m good at it.”

“Well, I didn’t enjoy it,” she snapped. “It’s worse than stupid auto racing.”

He lifted an eyebrow. “You think they’re hoping to see a wreck?”

“Don’t you?”

“Hell, no. I mean, sure, the risk factor plays into it, but they watch for the same reason I ride—they enjoy the contest.”

Her eyes narrowed. “If you enjoy it so much, why’d you quit?”

“I already told you. Because I’m not a kid anymore. It was time to start thinking about something other than having fun.”

She gave him a hard stare.

“And I was slowing down a little, I guess,” he conceded. “I couldn’t ride at the level I needed to ride to keep winning.”

“Precisely! Which is why you have no business riding that…monster. Your reaction time—”

“My reactions are plenty fast enough for a retired bull.”

“Retired bull! Don’t humor me, Cal.”

“I’m not—”

“I talked to Jim about that bull. He told me it was pulled off the circuit because it was just too dangerous.”

Great. Thank you, Jim. “That was years ago. He’s mellowed a lot since.”

She grasped Cal’s arm with surprising strength. “Don’t ride him again. You beat him once, the crowd got its thrill. Please, Cal, let that be enough.”

Cal looked down into blue eyes gone dark with worry and wished with surprising vehemence that he could oblige her plea. No one had ever asked him not to ride a bull before. Well, except his father maybe, but his father’s distaste for the sport had nothing to do with concern for Cal’s well-being. He’d just wanted his son to stop fooling around and settle to ranching.

But he’d already committed himself. An image of Harvey McLeod, a knowing smirk on his lips, sprang to mind. No, he couldn’t back down. Not now.

“Sorry, that’s the drill. Cowboy has to cover three bulls.

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