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cheek. Heat flared where Will touched him and Brock panicked as he felt something stirring deep inside of him. He quickly let go of the boy as he moved round him and headed outside into the fresh air.
Sabrina, not having Brock to support her and still not in control of her senses, fell to the floor in a heap. She sat there moaning as she held her face in her hands. Stupid, stupid, stupid, she said to herself over and over again. Even though Brock thought she was a boy, she was still miffed at the rejection, as unpractical as it was.
Her brain finally kicked into gear and she composed herself and headed out of the barn. She was glad to see that Brock hadn’t taken off like a bat out of hell but he was keeping his horse between them.
She forced a chuckle, “I didn’t think you’d be scared of spiders.”
He looked at her warily. “Spiders?”
“Yup, the barns crawling with them; didn’t you notice? Why there was one crawling right on your face. Barn definitely needs a good cleaning, that’s for sure.”
She climbed up on Star and headed back toward town at a slow trot. In her peripheral vision, she could see Brock running his hand along his hair and shirt checking for more spiders. Smiling, she picked up the pace.
Chapte r 5
B rock woke up grumpy. He had laid awake most of the night to keep from dreaming. He didn’t normally dream but last night he couldn’t stop dreaming about a beautiful woman with dark brown hair and deep green eyes the same color as Will’s.
Will. He sighed. What in the heck was wrong with him? At least the boy didn’t seem to notice his strange behavior the other day. It had been a long time since he had been with a woman. Far too long he thought, walking over to the washbasin and splashing cool water on his face.
He didn’t have a lot of experience with women and most women he had met were like Sally Reynold---just plain foolish. They always had an ulterior motive and he was not one to play games.
No, he definitely did not need to start up anything in town unless he was serious. Not only could that put his job in jeopardy but his freedom. Maybe he would take a ride down to Keystone and wet his whistle.
But not today. Today he had to start moving his things into the homestead. He needed to go to the stable to pick up Troy. He had been avoiding the livery the last couple of days; at least when he moved he could simply tether Troy outside his office while he worked.
He sighed. This is crazy; I’m scared of a boy. I have never been scared of anyone before, even as a child. I just need to face it head on. I don’t like boys. I don’t know what happened to me in the barn. Must have been the heat, or maybe something in the water. He planned on moving his belongings this evening and picking up some supplies to get himself settled. He would have to go retrieve Troy at the stable eventually. He decided he would just completely ignore the boy. Yes, that would work. He nodded to himself, proud of his new plan of action.
Sabrina tried to hide her smile as Brock sauntered up stretching himself to his full intimidating height. He had been avoiding her like the plague. She did not think he completely bought the spider story but, not having any excuse for his own actions that day, he went along with it.
Remembering how his eyes deepened in color as he held her sent a shiver down her spine. She knew she was playing with fire, but she did not dare stop. She wanted him. He made her feel again. It had been so long since she had felt anything. After her family had died, she cut off her emotions so she would not feel. She did not want to hurt that way ever again. If she didn’t love anyone, it wouldn’t hurt if she lost them, right?
She forced a smile for him. “Evening; Troy’s been waiting for you.”
He nodded his thanks. Unsure of what else to say, he quickly saddled the horse himself. Without speaking to Will, Brock mounted Troy and left. Miffed
Sabrina, not having Brock to support her and still not in control of her senses, fell to the floor in a heap. She sat there moaning as she held her face in her hands. Stupid, stupid, stupid, she said to herself over and over again. Even though Brock thought she was a boy, she was still miffed at the rejection, as unpractical as it was.
Her brain finally kicked into gear and she composed herself and headed out of the barn. She was glad to see that Brock hadn’t taken off like a bat out of hell but he was keeping his horse between them.
She forced a chuckle, “I didn’t think you’d be scared of spiders.”
He looked at her warily. “Spiders?”
“Yup, the barns crawling with them; didn’t you notice? Why there was one crawling right on your face. Barn definitely needs a good cleaning, that’s for sure.”
She climbed up on Star and headed back toward town at a slow trot. In her peripheral vision, she could see Brock running his hand along his hair and shirt checking for more spiders. Smiling, she picked up the pace.
Chapte r 5
B rock woke up grumpy. He had laid awake most of the night to keep from dreaming. He didn’t normally dream but last night he couldn’t stop dreaming about a beautiful woman with dark brown hair and deep green eyes the same color as Will’s.
Will. He sighed. What in the heck was wrong with him? At least the boy didn’t seem to notice his strange behavior the other day. It had been a long time since he had been with a woman. Far too long he thought, walking over to the washbasin and splashing cool water on his face.
He didn’t have a lot of experience with women and most women he had met were like Sally Reynold---just plain foolish. They always had an ulterior motive and he was not one to play games.
No, he definitely did not need to start up anything in town unless he was serious. Not only could that put his job in jeopardy but his freedom. Maybe he would take a ride down to Keystone and wet his whistle.
But not today. Today he had to start moving his things into the homestead. He needed to go to the stable to pick up Troy. He had been avoiding the livery the last couple of days; at least when he moved he could simply tether Troy outside his office while he worked.
He sighed. This is crazy; I’m scared of a boy. I have never been scared of anyone before, even as a child. I just need to face it head on. I don’t like boys. I don’t know what happened to me in the barn. Must have been the heat, or maybe something in the water. He planned on moving his belongings this evening and picking up some supplies to get himself settled. He would have to go retrieve Troy at the stable eventually. He decided he would just completely ignore the boy. Yes, that would work. He nodded to himself, proud of his new plan of action.
Sabrina tried to hide her smile as Brock sauntered up stretching himself to his full intimidating height. He had been avoiding her like the plague. She did not think he completely bought the spider story but, not having any excuse for his own actions that day, he went along with it.
Remembering how his eyes deepened in color as he held her sent a shiver down her spine. She knew she was playing with fire, but she did not dare stop. She wanted him. He made her feel again. It had been so long since she had felt anything. After her family had died, she cut off her emotions so she would not feel. She did not want to hurt that way ever again. If she didn’t love anyone, it wouldn’t hurt if she lost them, right?
She forced a smile for him. “Evening; Troy’s been waiting for you.”
He nodded his thanks. Unsure of what else to say, he quickly saddled the horse himself. Without speaking to Will, Brock mounted Troy and left. Miffed
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