up.
âNope. Like I said, things are great.â
âUh-huh.â
But the look on Devâs face said he didnât believe a word of it. Mitch would swear the other man thought he could see straight into his head, and what heâd been thinking. But heâd be wrong. Ever since heâd returned to Destiny, memories had come flooding back. Not all of them bad. At least the ones about Taylor.
Like most of the guys, heâd had the hots for Jen. He thought heâd died and gone to heaven when she gave him a tumble. Only heâd been afraid to open up withher, afraid she wouldnât like what she saw. Hell, his own mother hadnât cared enough to hang around. Then Jen had tossed him aside for someone else, never bothering to look deeper.
But it had been different with Taylor. Heâd talked to her a lot. When heâd waited for her sister, or took his practice rides on her fatherâs bulls, Taylor was always hanging around. He hadnât thought about it a lot until now. But they had been friends until heâd angrily pushed her away.
Hell, sheâd only been fourteen. And looking at her that night had been a reminder that he wasnât good enough for a Stevens. Now he was back, and she was running the ranch by herself. He admired that. He also felt as if he needed to make amends for the way heâd acted that night.
âDonât you have better things to do than stand around talking?â he asked Dev. âHavenât you got stock to tend to?â
Instead of taking offense, the other man grinned. âSounds like youâre gettinâ ready to burn some powder. Since Iâm not in the mood to get scorched, I think Iâll mosey on over to the café. I think I see someone I know.â He smiled at Taylor and touched the brim of his hat. âNice talking with you, little T.â
âYou, too, Dev. Say hi to Polly for me.â
âWill do. Letâs get together later and catch up. See you, Mitch.â Then he walked to the wooden sidewalk and stopped to talk to Hannah Morgan.
âSheâs changed a lot since high school,â Mitch commented, looking at Hannah.
âHavenât we all.â Taylor shot him an irritated look. âAnd arenât you just Mr. Congeniality today.â
âWhat?â he asked.
âYou chased Dev off with your charm and grace.â
âI did him a favor. He was looking for an excuse to take a pretty lady to lunch,â he said, glancing at the café where the two were just disappearing inside.
âOkay,â she said. âLetâs can the polite banter. You can give it to me straight.â
âWhat?â
âYou found a better site for the rodeo.â She put her hands on jean-clad hips. She tried to hide it, but she was upset. âYou chased Dev away so you could tell me in private.â
He saw the slight quiver of her chin, and the way she caught her bottom lip between her teeth to stop it. Her brown eyes darkened with disappointment, and something that looked like fear.
âHold on, Taylorââ
âItâs all right. You said it yourself. The kids need the best possible location to showcase their talents.â
âTrue enough. Andââ
âIf the Circle S canât cut the mustard, then I wouldnât want it there.â
âMe, either.â
âSo?â Her chin lifted slightly and she looked him in the eye, while she waited for his answer.
âIn my opinion, the Circle S is the best location for the high school rodeo.â
She froze, almost as if she couldnât believe it. Then a wide, bright, beautiful smile transformed her face.
She threw her arms around him. âThank you. You wonât regret this. I wonât let you down.â
He hugged her close for a moment, savoring the way she felt against him. As much as he was enjoying her gratitude, he had one more thing to say. Heâd just figured out where he
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