“Youre Shane, right? He inched away from her and managed a quick nod as he twisted the rag he held in his fingers. Heidi sad you were willing to teach me how to ride. Her expression shifted from entertained to confused, as if she was wondering why no one had mentioned he was a can or two shy of a six-pack. A horse, he clarified, then wanted to kick himself. What else but a horse? Did he think she was here to learn to ride his mothers elephant? One corner of Annabelles perfect, full mouth twitched. A horse would be good. You seem to have several. He wanted to remind himself that he was usually fine around women. Smooth even. He was intelligent, funny and could, on occasion, be charming. Just not now, with his blood pumping and his brain doing nothing more than shouting “its her, its her” over and over again. Chemistry, he thought grimly. It could turn the smartest man into a drooling idiot. Here he was, proving the theory true.” — Susan Mallery
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