“I thought it would be best to wait until I found a trainer and got his opinion about a horse. I love Snowdrop, but she doesn’t have the speed I’ll need.”
He just stared at her.
“Any suggestions? Do you know of a good horse? Price isn’t a problem.”
“Damn, woman, you’re giving me carte blanche to rip you off. Don’t do that.” He turned his back to her again.
She grinned. Did he think she was no judge of men? She might not know how to handle a man romantically, but she’d learned from Aunt Beulah how to judge a man’s character. And even if he didn’t like her, Jed Davis was a man to be trusted.
“So you want me to pick a horse on my own?”
He’d just reached up to lift the saddle off Buster, but instead, he rested his hands on the saddle and bowed his head until his Stetson was almost resting on the leather. Then he gave a gusty sigh, as if she was too much to bear.
“There’s this pretty little sorrel on the next ranch. We’d look good together, but I don’t think she has the cutting ability we’d need. Or Bill Garland has several horses he’s been trying to sell me,” she continued, wondering how long he’d maintain his silence. “Of course, Aunt Beulah wouldn’t ever buy a horse from him. She called him a shyster.”
“I know a horse.” His terse words stopped her.
“You do?”
“About an hour’s drive from here, just into the Oklahoma panhandle. It’ll cost you a pretty penny.”
“Okay.”
He dragged his saddle and blanket off Buster and stalked into the stable. She took her saddle and followed him.
“So, when can we go see him?”
“I’ll go pick him up. I can get a better price without you there.” He never looked at her.
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No. I won’t agree to the purchase unless I get to see the animal first.”
“The minute Joe knows the horse is for you, the price will be over the moon. You’ll just have to trust me on this. I’m going alone.”
“No.”
Jed dumped his saddle on the stable wall where one of his horses was penned. Then he turned around to stare at her, his hands riding his hips and a fierce look on his face. “Lady, when I train someone, I’m in charge. I make the decisions.”
“Mister, when I’m buying a horse, I get to take a look before I put down my money.” She put her hands on her hips and glared back.
“I knew this wasn’t going to work,” he muttered. “I’ll pack up and be out of here in an hour.”
He turned his back again and Beth felt her heartbeat racing. She didn’t want him to go. Because he would be a good teacher, she assured herself. That was the reason.
“Boy, you sure give up easy. It’s a wonder you were successful at all on the rodeo circuit.”
When he spun around and began advancing on her, Beth didn’t hesitate to beat a retreat. Until her back hit the stable door across the aisle and she had nowhere to go.
That didn’t stop Jed Davis from coming after her.
Chapter Three
Jed couldn’t believe the woman. She was driving him crazy, with her big eyes, sweet lips and sassy mouth. But starting now, he was going to let her know who was boss. He wouldn’t be taking her with him to Oklahoma.
Putting his hands on each side of her, trapping her against the stable door, he said firmly, “Don’t you ever dare call me a quitter again.”
“I don’t guess I’ll need to if you don’t quit.” She sounded real sure of herself, but Jed knew he was making her nervous, because she stuck her trembling fingers into her jean pockets.
“I ought to quit,” he muttered, staring into her eyes, fighting the urge to kiss her until she agreed to whatever he wanted.
“But you’re not going to?” Her hopeful look reminded him of a puppy that had followed him home a long time ago.
“I guess not. But I’m going to buy this horse without you.” At least he could stand his ground there.
“That’s not fair, Jed. If I’m going to work with the horse, I have to see him first. We might not get along.”
“I wouldn’t choose a horse you couldn’t work with.” He might not know a lot of things, but he knew horses.
“I don’t see why I can’t go,” she continued to argue.
“I’m telling you, Joe will triple the price once he knows who wants it.”
“How will he know?”
Jed frowned at her. “What do you mean?”
“Well, are you going to introduce me as Beth Kennedy, wealthy woman, looking to be parted from her money?” She gave him a winsome smile, as if she’d made a joke.
“Hell, no. Why would I do that?”
“Then how will he know who I am?”
Figuring he was losing his mind, hanging this close to Beth, smelling her, wanting to touch her, he suddenly backed away, releasing her from his improvised jail. “He’ll know you’re the one I’m buying the horse for.”
“So? I don’t go around in jewels and a tiara. He won’t know I have money.”
“He’ll know when he sees your check.” Word always got around when there was a chicken to be plucked.
“You write a check and then I’ll write you a check later. We could do that, couldn’t we? Oh!” She beamed at him and he held his breath. “I know. We’ll tell him I’m your girlfriend!”
Jed thought he was going to choke to death. He coughed several times to regain his breath, and Beth beat him on the back.
“Are you all right? What’s wrong?” she asked, her eyes wide with concern.
“Damn, woman! That’s the craziest idea I’ve ever heard.” He backed up a couple of more steps. This time she came after him.
“Why?”
“Joe would never believe it.”
“You think I’m not pretty enough?”
Jed slumped against the opposite stable door, defeat filling him. He couldn’t lie to her. “You’re too pretty. Joe wouldn’t believe anyone like you would
