Page 247 of Micah

“Is she?”

“Sweetest horse on the ranch.”

I narrow my eyes.

“You said that awfully fast.”

“I meant it.”

Daisy nudges my shoulder with her nose.

“Oh.”

I laugh.

“Well, hello.”

Micah watches quietly as I lift a tentative hand to pet her.

The mare leans into my touch.

“See?”

“I think she likes you.”

“I hope so.”

“You smell like apples.”

I blink.

“I do?”

“Yep. I put one in your bag. Get it and you can feed it to her.”

He did that?

My heart gives a ridiculous little flutter. He really takes care of everything.

Every tiny thing.

“You're always paying attention,” I murmur.

His expression softens.

“To you.”

Just...

To you.

Two words.

That's all it takes.

Heat blooms across my cheeks.

He steps closer.