Wild Wyoming Nights

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little before he got them under his arms and managed to hobble to the porch. She moved around him to hold the front door open as he worked his way into the house.
    When he saw the living room, his anger disappeared. Abby had cleaned the house, dusted all the tables, scrubbed the kitchen, washed all of his dirty dishes and even did his laundry.
    “I’ll put this in your room if you tell me where it is,” she said, holding up his bag.
    “Down the hall, second door on the left.”
    She walked down the hallway without another word while his eyes followed her. Chase tipped his head back against his shoulders, and sighed.

    * * * *

    Slipping through the doorway to Chase’s room, Abby dropped the bag on the bed as tears gathered on her lashes. His angry temperament upset her, and she didn’t know why.
    All I’m trying to do is help and he’s chewing my head off.
    Swiping at the tears angrily, she sniffed and headed back out into the living room. She found him sitting on the couch, the crutches by his side.
    “Would you like some coffee? I made some right before I came to get you.”
    “Yeah, thanks. The coffee at the hospital sucked.”
    Abby chuckled softly before she made her way to the kitchen. After she had made his cup and one for herself, she brought it to his side, and set it on the table in front of him.
    As she started to move away, Chase reached over and grabbed her hand, pulling her down next to him on the couch.
    “Abby, I’m sorry. I don’t know why I’m snapping at you. None of this is your fault and all you’ve tried to do is help. You cleaned my house…” His voice trailed off and waved his hand to indicate her handy work.
    “Yeah. It wasn’t that bad for a man who lives alone, but it gave me something to do after I fed the animals.” Chase smiled for the first time since she’d see him at the hospital, and she smiled in return.
    His thumb skimmed across her wrist and a shiver rolled down her back. “Thanks again for taking care of them.”
    “No problem. Like I said before, I love horses and animals in general.”
    “However did you survive in New York City?”
    “I had a cat, but I left her with my mother when I moved here. I didn’t think it was fair to make her stay in a cage all the way to Wyoming.”
    He really laughed then, a full, gut rolling laughter that showed off the dimples in his cheeks to perfection. It left her slightly breathless with anticipation until she saw them again.
    When Chase was finally able to control his laughter except for an occasional chuckle, he said, “I don’t think you ever told me why you moved here.”
    The smile slid from her face. She closed her eyes for a moment as the conversation her and Josh had about moving somewhere and buying some property flashed across her mind, only this time, it didn’t hurt. Not like it had before.
    “You don’t have to tell me, Abby. I’m just curious about you, that’s all.”
    She opened her eyes again as she let a small smile ripple across her lips. “It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt as much anymore.” She took a deep breath before she continued. “Josh and I had always planned on moving out of New York. I wanted a farm with horses and animals to raise our kids. I didn’t like the city, even when we lived there. Living somewhere like here in Wyoming was our dream. When he was…gone, I took the money from his life insurance policy and bought the property next door. And here I am.”
    “You don’t have horses or any other animals yet, though.”
    “No, not yet. I will eventually. I want to find the right ones to start with, kind of like yours. You have some magnificent animals out there.”
    Chase shook his head as a smile rippled across his mouth again.
    “What?”
    “You. Every time I learn something new about you, you amaze me.”
    “Yeah, well, I’m an amazing woman,” she replied with a small, flirty smile.
    “You sure are,” he murmured when their eyes met.
    Abby cleared her throat and pulled her

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