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when Tyler would approach, and Tundra would have definitely growled because all the usual female reactions were in full force.
"Are you finished for the day?" Tyler asked, as he approached.
"Yes," Rose replied, while trying to dismiss all the flutters and flurries, which was impossible because Tyler had the most appealing look on his face, with an engaging smile on his lips, and a little twinkle in his eyes, like he was glad to see her too.
"Maybe you could drive my truck up to my place while I bring the horses," he said. "I'd give you a ride back here afterwards."
On hearing Tyler's suggestion, Rose's heart skitters of moments before changed to heavy thuds. For the past three days she'd had ridiculously silly fantasies about being with Tyler in various scenarios, but now all she felt was trepidation. She had no idea why she felt that way, only that she did…
"If it's a problem I'll take the horses up and come back for my truck later," Tyler said, when Rose seemed to be standing and looking at him, tongue-tied.
Rose drew in a long breath to calm things, and replied, by way of an explanation for her mindless behavior, "No, it's fine. I just wanted to make sure there were no visitors here," which made no sense because she hadn't even looked around so see if there were. Her attention had been entirely focused on Tyler, and she sensed, from the way he was looking at her, with the subtle hint of awareness in his eyes, that he knew.
"Do I go first or do you?" she asked, determined to turn her attention to the task of driving Tyler's truck up to his place.
"I'll go first with my mares, and you can wait ten or fifteen minutes and follow," Tyler replied. "Can you handle a one-ton truck?"
"Sure," Rose said. "My dad had me driving his around the farm when I was twelve."
Tyler smiled in a way that had Rose's heart revving up even more, then he turned and launched himself onto Luna's back, and sitting on her instead of standing, said to Rose, "I'll be heading up the road behind the stable, the same road you took when you found me with my mares. The road dead ends at my place. Plan to stay a little while though. I'll need some time with my ladies before I drive you back. The truck key's in the ignition."
Tyler apparently gave Luna directions because she turned and headed across the clearing toward the stable, with the rest of the mares keeping a leisurely pace, tails swishing, heads bobbing, like they were enjoying the outing, which they probably were. After being penned up in a horse van for a thousand miles they were undoubtedly as anxious to be with Tyler as he was to be with them. It was all a puzzle to her. But as she watched them, she couldn't help feeling that same sense of wonder that a man could sit on a mare, with no reins, while giving directions that were too subtle for any observer to detect, yet all six mares knew exactly what Tyler was asking.
It wasn't until she was walking toward Tyler's truck that she began to feel a growing unease with the thought of being at his place, completely alone with him and without Tundra as a distraction or an excuse to leave, if she started into her usual round of physiological responses. It was almost pathetic the way she reacted, and she made the determination to control her errant responses by concentrating on everything she did not like about the man.
CHAPTER 6
As Rose approached Tyler's truck, she noticed Tyler's grandmother standing just beyond it while watching Tyler and the horses as they headed up the road behind the stables. When Maureen saw her coming, she smiled and walked over to meet her. "Tyler must have recruited you to drive his truck up to his place," she said.
Rose nodded. " When I didn't see anyone around I wondered how he'd manage, but seeing the way his horses trail after him everywhere, they probably would have followed his truck as well."
"They would have," Maureen said, "but Tyler's been separated from them for three days, at least while they were
"Are you finished for the day?" Tyler asked, as he approached.
"Yes," Rose replied, while trying to dismiss all the flutters and flurries, which was impossible because Tyler had the most appealing look on his face, with an engaging smile on his lips, and a little twinkle in his eyes, like he was glad to see her too.
"Maybe you could drive my truck up to my place while I bring the horses," he said. "I'd give you a ride back here afterwards."
On hearing Tyler's suggestion, Rose's heart skitters of moments before changed to heavy thuds. For the past three days she'd had ridiculously silly fantasies about being with Tyler in various scenarios, but now all she felt was trepidation. She had no idea why she felt that way, only that she did…
"If it's a problem I'll take the horses up and come back for my truck later," Tyler said, when Rose seemed to be standing and looking at him, tongue-tied.
Rose drew in a long breath to calm things, and replied, by way of an explanation for her mindless behavior, "No, it's fine. I just wanted to make sure there were no visitors here," which made no sense because she hadn't even looked around so see if there were. Her attention had been entirely focused on Tyler, and she sensed, from the way he was looking at her, with the subtle hint of awareness in his eyes, that he knew.
"Do I go first or do you?" she asked, determined to turn her attention to the task of driving Tyler's truck up to his place.
"I'll go first with my mares, and you can wait ten or fifteen minutes and follow," Tyler replied. "Can you handle a one-ton truck?"
"Sure," Rose said. "My dad had me driving his around the farm when I was twelve."
Tyler smiled in a way that had Rose's heart revving up even more, then he turned and launched himself onto Luna's back, and sitting on her instead of standing, said to Rose, "I'll be heading up the road behind the stable, the same road you took when you found me with my mares. The road dead ends at my place. Plan to stay a little while though. I'll need some time with my ladies before I drive you back. The truck key's in the ignition."
Tyler apparently gave Luna directions because she turned and headed across the clearing toward the stable, with the rest of the mares keeping a leisurely pace, tails swishing, heads bobbing, like they were enjoying the outing, which they probably were. After being penned up in a horse van for a thousand miles they were undoubtedly as anxious to be with Tyler as he was to be with them. It was all a puzzle to her. But as she watched them, she couldn't help feeling that same sense of wonder that a man could sit on a mare, with no reins, while giving directions that were too subtle for any observer to detect, yet all six mares knew exactly what Tyler was asking.
It wasn't until she was walking toward Tyler's truck that she began to feel a growing unease with the thought of being at his place, completely alone with him and without Tundra as a distraction or an excuse to leave, if she started into her usual round of physiological responses. It was almost pathetic the way she reacted, and she made the determination to control her errant responses by concentrating on everything she did not like about the man.
CHAPTER 6
As Rose approached Tyler's truck, she noticed Tyler's grandmother standing just beyond it while watching Tyler and the horses as they headed up the road behind the stables. When Maureen saw her coming, she smiled and walked over to meet her. "Tyler must have recruited you to drive his truck up to his place," she said.
Rose nodded. " When I didn't see anyone around I wondered how he'd manage, but seeing the way his horses trail after him everywhere, they probably would have followed his truck as well."
"They would have," Maureen said, "but Tyler's been separated from them for three days, at least while they were
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