Rodeo Hero by Vannatter Shannon Taylor;

Author:Vannatter, Shannon Taylor;
Language: deu
Format: epub
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2013-08-27T16:00:00+00:00

eleven

Closing her eyes, Kendra snaked her arms around his middle. Muscle, a definite six-pack. She shivered.

Stetson urged the horse to a trot, and they fell in beside Joe.

Don’t think about how solid, dependable, and strong Stetson is. “What’s Brother Timothy doing with the knife?”

“He’ll very carefully get the rock out of her shoe. Don’t worry—Cloud will be fine.”

Kendra scanned the faces in the crowd. Several were from their church. What would people think of her riding with Stetson, her arms around him?

Clay and Rayna waved. Her friend shot her a you-go-girl grin.

It was torment. Slow excruciating torment. Touching Stetson and trying not to think about it. For seemingly slow, meandering miles on end.

❧

Stetson tried not to stare at Kendra.

She’d barely said two words on the ride back in his truck to return the float to the church. Now, back at the festival and surrounded by craft booths and youth, she spoke to the teens but not him.

“Oh, I love these.” She picked up a small wooden pedestal with a Gideon testament-size Bible on top, surrounded by bright-pink lace and ribbon. “Rayna bought one for Gabby for her birthday last year.”

“You should get it.” Lynn flipped a few pages. “It’s a real Bible.”

Stetson dug his wallet out of his back pocket and handed the lady in the booth the right amount.

“Hey, I’ve got my own money.”

“Maybe I wanted to buy it for you.”

Lynn and Missy dissolved in giggles. Huddling close together and whispering, they walked to the next booth.

“Thanks.” Kendra followed, hanging back a few paces.

Stetson fell in stride beside her. “I didn’t think you’d find anything you like here. I thought you’d think it was all hokey.”

She traced the delicate lace. “Maybe I’m just a country girl at heart after all.”

“Are you hungry?” He gestured to the line of food booths. “They’ve got great fair food—dripping in grease—and peanuts every way you can imagine.”

“I love fair food, but I’m allergic to peanuts.”

“Really. What happens if you eat them?”

“My face swells up like a balloon, my lips turn inside out, and my airway shuts off.”

“Okay.” He threaded his fingers through hers. “No peanuts for you. Let’s see what else we can find.”

Her hand trembled in his. “Shouldn’t we keep an eye out for the kids?”

“Nope. Today was a youth event until after the parade. I’m officially off duty. The rest of the day is ours.”

“Oh.”

Why did she tremble? Did he make her nervous? Part of him hoped so. Why did her hand have to feel so good, so natural, in his?

“Mmm, I smell chicken.”

“Chicken it is.” Stetson found a booth with a short line and placed an order. “Hey, I’m having a prayer watch party for Clay’s Cinch Series finale next Saturday night at my house.”

“Don’t you have to work?”

“I took off. I figure I’ll be too distracted by what’s happening in Tulsa. And a distracted bullfighter is a useless bullfighter.”

“You and Clay have gotten really close.”

“That and. . .” Stetson drew in a deep breath. “The whole thing reminds me of my dad.

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