Some Cowboys Don't Like City Girls by Natalie Dean

Author:Natalie Dean [Dean, Natalie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-03-17T18:30:00+00:00

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Mason

Mason couldn’t believe it. Harley was nothing like he’d expected when he’d met her at the spot where their properties converged. There was a depth to her that he wasn’t even sure she was aware of.

Over the next several weeks, Mason got to know Harley better and better. He even saw a side of her he quickly grew to admire. She left out a lot about how she was raised. All he’d gathered was that her mother was incredibly strict and that Harley had grown up with money.

Most of their conversations revolved around taking care of the animals and the work they had to keep up on. After their little chat about the book he’d been reading, she hadn’t pushed him on the subject again.

He continued enjoying his books in the living room after supper was finished, and occasionally she would join him, though she didn’t read. At first, he didn’t know what she was up to. She’d sit on the other end of the couch with her knees propped up with whatever it was in her lap.

But then he caught a glimpse of a small sketchbook and his curiosity got away from him. “You draw?”

Her eyes were the only thing he could see above her knees. “I draw,” she confirmed.

“What do you draw?”

Harley’s focus dipped to her sketchbook once more. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“It’s just that I’ve never seen you draw before.”

She didn’t respond to that statement, though he could imagine her smiling behind her little wall.

“You haven’t mentioned that you liked drawing,” he said.

“So, just because I haven’t talked it doesn’t mean that I can’t do it.”

“That’s not what I meant, and you know it,” he muttered. “Fine, if you don’t want to tell me, then don’t. I’ll leave you be.”

Once again, Harley didn’t bother responding to his statement. The room fell back into silence, but this time it wasn’t one that comforted him. This kind of quiet was heavy, pressing on him like he’d never experienced before.

He couldn’t take it. “What if I tell you about my books?”

Her eyes darted to him and she paused. Then, just as quickly, she returned to her sketchbook. “I know what you read.”

“No, you don’t.”

She flipped her book closed, dropped her knees into a cross-legged position and tucked her book into her lap. “You realize that I can just look up any author or book title online and find out exactly what you’re into, right?”

“Of course I do.”

“So there’s nothing you can offer me that would make me want to share something so personal with you.”

“Personal? Drawings aren’t personal. They’re art.”

She snorted. “If that’s what you think, then you’ve been living under a rock.”

“Okay, convince me. How is art something personal? People share their art with everyone.”

Harley tapped her pencil against her lips, drawing his attention to their lush fullness. It was incredibly difficult to keep his thoughts from going to that place he’d insisted he couldn’t visit. They’d nearly kissed that one day when she’d stolen his book. She

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