Winter at Mustang Ridge by Jesse Hayworth

Author:Jesse Hayworth [Hayworth, Jesse]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Western, General
ISBN: 9780451419156
Google: AcIaAAAAQBAJ
Amazon: 0451419154
Publisher: Signet
Published: 2014-02-03T13:00:00+00:00

Jenny stayed up late and got up early to put the last few polishing touches on the clips of her gramps talking about Mustang Ridge. As she worked, new scene snippets kept sneaking into her brain, forcing her to jot them down so she could clear some space for the work at hand. Just past ten thirty, when she really needed to be heading out to meet Shelby at her in-home office, Jenny pushed away from the desk and blinked at the screen, where Big Skye’s weathered face was frozen in a John Wayne grin.

“Gotcha.” This time she said it out loud, putting the word to the certainty that had lodged itself in her belly. “Done and done.” And, damn, she was glad this hadn’t turned into an epitaph.

Rex’s tail thumped twice, giving her words a syncopated backbeat. The big dog was sacked out on his bed near the space heater, replete from all the bacon and toast that had snuck its way under the table during breakfast.

“Thanks, buddy.” She didn’t remember the last time she had actually built a film from the ground up, even a five-minute short like this one. Sure, she knocked off Look what I’ve been up to! clips every month or so and sent them to the family email loop, but that wasn’t the same as a fully produced piece.

It felt good. Really, really good.

As she was getting ready to leave, with her computer packed and ready to roll, the office phone rang.

“Leave a message,” she sang out, but then checked the caller ID, in case it was Shelby needing to rearrange things. The sight of Nick’s cell number in the display put a light, happy pressure in her lungs. She picked up the handset. “Hey, there! This is a nice surprise. I figured you’d be jammed up, trying to get all of today’s and tomorrow’s patients seen.” With the storm predicted to hit overnight, he had already cancelled his Saturday appointments.

“I am.” His voice, warm and mellow, came through the phone and seemed to surround her like a down parka that carried his warmth and scent. “I snuck out between an abscess and a tartar scrape so I could wish you luck on your presentation.”

Sweet warmth stole through her. “Thanks.”

“How do the clips look?”

“At the risk of total immodesty, they rock.”

“When can I see them?”

“How does tonight sound?”

“Sounds good to me. Let’s keep an eye on the storm, though. The weather hens are starting to do their the-sky-is-falling routine on this one, making blizzard noises and saying it might start more like late this afternoon. I guess one front stalled right on top of us, but the other one is moving faster than expected.”

“Nope,” Jenny said, “not going to happen.”

“What’s not going to happen?”

“I’m not going to let snow mess with date night.”

His chuckle carried down the line. “Alas, I don’t think the Wyoming weather cares about our plans.”

“You’ll see,” she predicted.

“How about I call you after I’m done with my patients, and we can go from there?”

“Sounds good.

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