Wild, Wild Cowboy (Lodestar Ranch #3)

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ZACK

M issy heaved a sigh, thinking she had won, and I took the opportunity to tighten her girth another notch. She gave an annoyed toss of her head, but a loose saddle wouldn’t be safe for either one of us. I patted her neck and slipped the bridle over her ears. She took the bit easily. Missy never minded the bit, so long as I took care not to clank it on her teeth.

In truth, she didn’t mind the saddle, either, despite her nonsense about the girth. She had jogged eagerly to the gate when I called for her, and only part of her excitement had to do with the apple she knew I’d give her. My girl enjoyed our rides. We’d been a pair for the last fourteen years. Even though I was away from Aspen Springs half the year, I always made time for her when I was here.