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“Hey, wildflower. I thought you were allergic to horses or was it that you hated them?” I say with a smile.

Georgia frowns and starts to turn her horse around. I jump off the tailgate and slowly walk toward her. “Shit, Georgia, I shouldn’t have said that. I promise that is all that Elly shared. I don’t know what else was said between the two of you.”

“It’s fine. I’ve just been cementing my reputation this week. There’s something about you that makes me act crazy. I don’t like the feeling but don’t want it to disappear. Now, isn’t that crazy?”

“Can we talk?” I ask, hoping she’ll give me a few minutes.

“Yes, but clothes stay on.”

I help her off her horse and we tie Sugar to the nearest tree. Georgia pulls a treat out of her pocket and sneaks it to her horse. “Good girl,” she whispers.

“How could anyone ever think you hate horses?”

“Horses are better than most people.”

“I agree.”

I pick her up and sit her on the tailgate before sitting next to her. “I have a blanket if you get chilly.”

“I’m okay.”

“We need to come to some sort of truce. I can’t keep coming up with plans to not go to Cowboy Day, it’s starting to interfere with my actual job. Plus, Shelby read over your shoulder at the store and freaked out thinking I was moving to Portugal.”

“You could just hang out with me for that one day, see how it goes, and then maybe hang out with me some more,” I suggest.

“I’m going to offer up this deal. I will do the Cowboy Day if we can do it on a Saturday, and if we just annoy each other all day we cut our losses and stay on opposite sides of the street when we see each other in town.” She looks pretty proud of the strong offer she’s presenting.

“Saturdays aren’t a full day. So, I’ll agree to a Saturday as long as it’s this upcoming Saturday and I get to take you to dinner that night.” I know I’m pressing my luck, but I have to at least try.

She looks out at the horizon and then back at me. “Okay, but you promise that this will be it. No more texts, calls, booty calls, anything.”

“If we don’t get along and decide together that we want nothing else from this then yes, I promise no more.” There’s no way I want nothing more from Georgia Duncan.

We shake hands and I use every bit of willpower I possess to not pull her toward me and kiss her stupid. Why she’s fighting what’s between us, I don’t know, but I have three days to make sure that Saturday is the best day she’s ever had in her whole life.

8

Georgia

It’s one day. I can make it through one day with Boone and some sweet horses. He said to wear clothes I can ride in, so I wore jeans that are good to ride in, but also make my ass look fantastic. A basic white T-shirt is probably not the smartest idea, but it looks so good that I said to hell with it and wore it anyway. I’m like cowgirl barbie. My signature blue hat is on top of my head and I’m ready for whatever Boone has planned.

I show up at the ranch at seven a.m. and find I’m not the first one there. There are several cars lined up and I see families walking around or eating at picnic tables.

As I get out of my car, Boone saunters over. “Good morning, wildflower. Are you ready for our day?”

“Yes, what’s going on?”

“Oh, this?” he asks as if it’s completely normal for these people to be walking around the ranch. “We are hosting some local families this morning for breakfast and a little bit of time with the horses. Of course, only with the horses that are good with children. I thought you and I could help with the kids.”

He’s playing dirty. I’ve always been interested in equine therapy for kids with developmental and physical delays. That’s why he wanted to do it this Saturday. He knew this was planned. This is low, but also very sweet.

I walk away from Boone, then look over my shoulder to see him staring at my ass. He laughs at being caught but doesn’t stop looking. I knew these jeans were a good idea. I make my way through the breakfast line to where Elly and Cole are standing. Time to eat some crow.

“Elly, I need to apologize. I’ve acted like an idiot for the last week or so. There was no reason for me to fight coming to Cowboy Day so much. I just…well, you know.”

“You don’t need to apologize. I might have been the same way in your place. Men are…men. I’m glad you suggested this though. I’ve wanted to do something like this, but just hadn’t gotten around to it.”

“Oh, this wasn’t me.”

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