her mouth, but it was too late. Her feelings toward Courtney were certainly no mystery at this point. Despite the fact that the wicked witch of San Diego deserved more than a snicker behind her back, Haley had been raised better.
She cleared her throat, realized that she was hanging on to Josh’s arm and promptly released him.
“Why did you tell her it was her perfume?”
“I didn’t want to hurt her feelings.” He shrugged, his hazel eyes lit with a hint of mischief. “Gypsy isn’t too fond of her voice, either.”
“Now you’re making stuff up.”
“No, ma’am. Horses are sensitive and smart. They can take a person’s measure faster than we can. And in my experience, they’re rarely wrong.”
Their gazes met and held. She knew exactly what he was doing, and she appreciated it more than she could express. She turned back to the mare, though she would’ve rather stared at Josh. He had a very masculine and symmetrical face that had appealed to the artist in her the first moment she saw him. Nice body, too. Broad shouldered, slim hipped.
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