get to her gun in time if she needed it.
But unless her cover was blown or she blew it now, she wouldnât need to use her weapon. She remindedherself that if she were just meeting TD Waters, she wouldnât know how dangerous he was. If she just played it coolâ¦
The problem was, she thought as he barreled toward her, this was the second time heâd seen her on the Winchester Ranch. That alone could be cause for suspicionâespecially if he thought she was going out of her way to run into him.
Making the split-second decision, Lizzy spurred her horse and took off back the way sheâd come. The mare was fast and she was an excellent rider.
She hadnât expected him to chase herâespecially after she crossed the dry creek bed that marked the boundary to McCormick land. Both ranches were too large to fence and this part was only accessible by foot or horseback.
Lizzy knew she could outrun him on a horse. Riding like the wind, she let herself glance back, shocked to realize he was gaining on her. Nowhere in his dossier had it said he could ride. But this man was obviously as at home on a horse as she wasâand he rode like her, as if he couldnât go fast enough.
Her hat suddenly blew off, sailing back on the wind.
She turned around in the saddle, but didnât slow. If she went back for the hat, for sure heâd think sheâd dropped it on purpose.
To her amazement, he didnât slow as he rode toward her hat, leaned down from his saddle as if he was riding in a Wild West show and scooped up it up from the snow. Was he crazy?
No, he was TD Waters, and sheâd heard enough storiesabout him to know how capable the man wasâas well as how unrelenting.
Lizzy realized she couldnât keep going or they would reach the McCormick house. The last thing she wanted was for Janie and Anne to know about Waters.
She also knew better than to play coy with the manâeven if she was the type who could pull off coy. Along with the stories of Watersâs exploits in the field, sheâd also heard about his exploits when it came to women.
She could almost feel his horse breathing down her neck. Now or never, she thought, since it was clear he wasnât going to give up. She reined in her horse.
It was time she and TD Waters finally met.
Chapter Five
TD reined in his horse as the woman came to a stop. He saw her through the steam coming off their horses. If anything, his first glimpse of her on the road this morning had been flawed.
She was more than a little striking with her flaming auburn hair, her full mouth and that angelic face. One look into those wide, pale gray eyes and he lost his breath.
âIf youâre thinking of having me arrested for trespassing on Winchester land, I should tell you that youâre now on the McCormick Ranch and they tend to shoot first and ask questions later,â she said haughtily as their horses danced around each other as if sizing the other upâjust as their riders were doing.
TD couldnât help but laugh. Her cheeks were flamed from the heat of the race across the open country and her apparent anger. Her wild mane of red hair floated around her shoulders, as wild as the look in those gray eyes of hers.
âYou dropped your hat,â he said and held it out to her.
She snatched it from his fingers and settled it on herhead, her chin coming up in open defiance. âYou could have gotten us both killed riding like that.â
He smiled. âI could say the same of you.â
âWhat do you want?â she demanded.
âI think you know.â
She leveled those eyes at him. Was that a warning? Or a dare?
âCan we quit pretending now that you donât know who I am?â He caught her off guard and for a moment, he saw something else in those beautiful, thickly lashed eyes of hers. Uncertainty.
âIâve never met you before in my life. I would have remembered someone asâ¦overly aggressive
But unless her cover was blown or she blew it now, she wouldnât need to use her weapon. She remindedherself that if she were just meeting TD Waters, she wouldnât know how dangerous he was. If she just played it coolâ¦
The problem was, she thought as he barreled toward her, this was the second time heâd seen her on the Winchester Ranch. That alone could be cause for suspicionâespecially if he thought she was going out of her way to run into him.
Making the split-second decision, Lizzy spurred her horse and took off back the way sheâd come. The mare was fast and she was an excellent rider.
She hadnât expected him to chase herâespecially after she crossed the dry creek bed that marked the boundary to McCormick land. Both ranches were too large to fence and this part was only accessible by foot or horseback.
Lizzy knew she could outrun him on a horse. Riding like the wind, she let herself glance back, shocked to realize he was gaining on her. Nowhere in his dossier had it said he could ride. But this man was obviously as at home on a horse as she wasâand he rode like her, as if he couldnât go fast enough.
Her hat suddenly blew off, sailing back on the wind.
She turned around in the saddle, but didnât slow. If she went back for the hat, for sure heâd think sheâd dropped it on purpose.
To her amazement, he didnât slow as he rode toward her hat, leaned down from his saddle as if he was riding in a Wild West show and scooped up it up from the snow. Was he crazy?
No, he was TD Waters, and sheâd heard enough storiesabout him to know how capable the man wasâas well as how unrelenting.
Lizzy realized she couldnât keep going or they would reach the McCormick house. The last thing she wanted was for Janie and Anne to know about Waters.
She also knew better than to play coy with the manâeven if she was the type who could pull off coy. Along with the stories of Watersâs exploits in the field, sheâd also heard about his exploits when it came to women.
She could almost feel his horse breathing down her neck. Now or never, she thought, since it was clear he wasnât going to give up. She reined in her horse.
It was time she and TD Waters finally met.
Chapter Five
TD reined in his horse as the woman came to a stop. He saw her through the steam coming off their horses. If anything, his first glimpse of her on the road this morning had been flawed.
She was more than a little striking with her flaming auburn hair, her full mouth and that angelic face. One look into those wide, pale gray eyes and he lost his breath.
âIf youâre thinking of having me arrested for trespassing on Winchester land, I should tell you that youâre now on the McCormick Ranch and they tend to shoot first and ask questions later,â she said haughtily as their horses danced around each other as if sizing the other upâjust as their riders were doing.
TD couldnât help but laugh. Her cheeks were flamed from the heat of the race across the open country and her apparent anger. Her wild mane of red hair floated around her shoulders, as wild as the look in those gray eyes of hers.
âYou dropped your hat,â he said and held it out to her.
She snatched it from his fingers and settled it on herhead, her chin coming up in open defiance. âYou could have gotten us both killed riding like that.â
He smiled. âI could say the same of you.â
âWhat do you want?â she demanded.
âI think you know.â
She leveled those eyes at him. Was that a warning? Or a dare?
âCan we quit pretending now that you donât know who I am?â He caught her off guard and for a moment, he saw something else in those beautiful, thickly lashed eyes of hers. Uncertainty.
âIâve never met you before in my life. I would have remembered someone asâ¦overly aggressive
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