Wedding Planner Tames Rancher!. Pamela Ingrahm

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      She found she wasn’t attracted to desperate men. Go figure....

      “Good morning,” he said, taking in her boots, jeans and French-braided hair. His short nod of approval irked her, and she was glad for the uncomfortable feeling. It kept her from reading too much into the little smile that curved his lips and lifted the corners of his eyes.

      “You look beautiful.”

      It wasn’t fair. Even his voice was gorgeous. How was she supposed to stay irritated if he wouldn’t cooperate?

      “Thank you.” She determinedly made her voice light, and ignored the pleasant tingle his compliment gave her. “I hope I’m not too early.”

      “Not at all. It’s refreshing to have a woman show up when she says she will.” Wade squinted one eye shut. “Oops, I probably shouldn’t have said that.”

      Leah gave him a lopsided smile as she shook her head. “Wade, you may not be politically correct, but you’re probably the most straightforward man I’ve ever met.”

      He tipped his head to the left. “And that’s a good thing?”

      “Yes, it is.”

      He gave an exaggerated sigh of relief. “Well, thank the Lord for small blessings.”

      “Are your folks ready to meet me?” she asked as she followed him to the kitchen, trying to gain some equilibrium. He was so stern one minute and smiling the next. She wondered if he was doing it on purpose—just to keep her flustered.

      “Myra Jo and my brother, Jonathan, went to church with them, and we’re supposed to meet at Mama’s for lunch. I hope you haven’t eaten.”

      “Not since breakfast, but I really don’t want to intrude on your parents—”

      “Trust me. Mama is in her glory when she’s feeding people. You’ll win her over forever if you praise her cooking.”

      “If you say so.”

      “And I have to warn you. If you think I’m a straight shooter, there’s no telling what my daddy might pop off with. Your best defense is to not act shocked.”

      “I’ll keep that in mind.” Leah wondered, not for the first time, just what she’d gotten herself into.

      “Great. Since we’ve got some time, why don’t I show you around the place a bit? Then we’ll head down the road.”

      Curiosity more than politeness made her agree. The blandness of his expression should have told her he had something up his sleeve, but it wasn’t until they went out the back door that the sight of two saddled horses made her realize what it was.

      She stopped in her tracks and gave him a sardonic glance.

      “I don’t suppose you have a Jeep we could use instead?” She tried to disguise the near terror building in her stomach.

      Wade turned from checking the cinch on a saddle. She assumed the reddish brown horse was for her since it was smaller than the black behemoth that looked as if he wanted to take a bite out of her.

      “Are you going to tell me you’ve lived in Texas all your life and you’ve never been on a horse?”

      She gave an exasperated snort. “Wade, lots of people in Texas have never been on a horse.”

      “Not true natives.”

      She knew he was teasing her, but she still felt a little defensive. “Yes, even true natives.”

      “You’re not scared, are you?”

      Leah rarely felt inclined to answer taunts, as she rarely cared what people thought about her personally. Professionally yes. Otherwise they could take her or leave her.

      But for some strange reason, she found she cared very much what Wade thought of her. And even more surprising, she had to admit the wedding had nothing to do with it. She wanted Wade to like her, not just respect her as a businesswoman.

      That interesting thought deserved more attention, so she filed it away for later inspection.

      “No, I’m not scared.”

      He raised an eyebrow.

      “I’m terrified.”

      He raised the other, but his expression contained a generous dose of sympathy.

      “But,” she said, taking a solid breath and continuing, “I’m willing to try this if you’ll be patient with me.”

      Besides, she rationalized, her efforts might pay off when it came time for the next round on the tuxedo issue.

      “Deal.” He studied her for a moment and then said, “Wait here. I’ll be right back.”

      As he went into the house, Leah watched the horses warily and muttered, “And where would I go?”

      The black brute snuffled and shifted his hooves, making Leah jump back, her heart racing. She knew nothing about horses and here she was baby-sit—er...horse-sitting as if she would know what to do if one of the two beasts decided to run away.

      Wade returned before she could talk herself out of the whole deal. When he handed her a beautifully shaped cowboy hat, she let out a sigh.

      “Great, Wade. First you want to scare me to death, then you want to give me hat hair. Thanks a lot.”

      He simply smiled and put the tan felt on her head. “It’s one of Myra Jo’s. I figured you two’d be close in size.”

      The hat was a bit small, but not uncomfortably so. Leah decided it was prudent to keep playing Wade’s game at this point. She sent a mental fax to the fairness gods to make sure she was earning points for this.

      Leah nearly fainted when he introduced her to the monster named Thunder and then to Thumper. The little mare stretched her nose closer, and Wade had the poor grace to laugh at her stricken expression.

      “She wants you to blow back in her nose, Leah.”

      “You’re kidding, right?”

      “Nope. Watch.”

      She was fascinated to see the horse brighten from his attention. Wade finally convinced her to try it, but only laughed at her again.

      “That wasn’t a blow. That wasn’t even a sneeze. Come on, Leah, this animal weighs seven times as much as you do. Blow!”

      When she did, she earned another snuffle from Thumper and actually felt her fear lighten a small notch.

      Finally Wade gave her a quick course in mounting before helping her onto Thumper with surprisingly little discomfort on her part, considering his СКАЧАТЬ