“I hope Hailey wasn’t bothering you,” Cori asked once Hailey skipped off with her grandmother, who never really looked his way. Apparently her dislike for Buck Remington was, by default, passed on to his grandson.
“Not at all. She’s surprisingly smart. Are all kids her age that smart?”
“I get the feeling you haven’t been around children much.”
“Hardly ever.”
“Most kids are pretty smart these days, but Hailey happens to be more intuitive than other children.”
“She takes after her mom,” Gage told her, hoping that would help cut through the icy chill.
Regrettably, it didn’t, and she began to walk away.
“About last night,” he called after her.
She stopped, and spun around to ace him, the sun dancing on her raven hair. She looked absolutely stunning in the morning light wearing a red T-shirt, tight jeans and boots. Gage wanted nothing more than to hold her in his arms and kiss those adorable lips. He knew he shouldn’t be feeling this way, knew he needed to take a step back, but the attraction was too strong. And given the way the light embraced her slim body, his thoughts were all about the bedroom, and definitely not about getting up on a horse.
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