The Coltons of Wyoming. Beth Cornelison
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Название: The Coltons of Wyoming
Автор: Beth Cornelison
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Mills & Boon Romantic Suspense
isbn: 9781472015938
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She slowed to a stop, stunned by his audacity and his job title. “You’re our new foreman? Since when?”
He stopped when she did and faced her. “Since Dylan Frick hired me.”
“Dylan?” She cocked her head, suspicious. “Dylan moved out of town.” To be precise, he’d entered Witness Security with his fiancée, but Slade didn’t need to know that.
Slade gave her an impatient glance. “He made the arrangements before he left. I have an employment contract with his signature I can show you if you need proof. But later. Right now, that horse is my only concern.”
He spun on his boot heel and continued up toward the stable.
Clamping her mouth in a line of frustration, Amanda ran to catch up again. “Foreman or not, I’m the one with the veterinary degree, and I’m in charge of medical issues with the animals.” She panted for a breath, irritated to be winded from keeping pace with him. A white cloud formed in the frigid December air as she puffed out a deep breath. “That includes colic.”
Slade reached the stable first and grabbed the large slide bolt that secured the alley doors. “A degree is no substitute for experience.”
When he opened the heavy door, she scooted past him and sent him a smug grin. “Then it’s a good thing I have plenty of experience, as well.” Spotting Trevor and Gabby in the center alleyway walking Peanut in circles, she hustled toward them. She dug an elastic band out of her coat pocket and finger-combed her hair into a ponytail. “How long has he been symptomatic?”
Relief eased the worry in Gabby’s face when she saw Amanda had arrived. “He was acting edgy when I was in here after dinner, and I couldn’t sleep, worrying about him. I got up a little while ago to check on him and found him like this.” She waved a hand at the sorrel gelding, who tossed his head, fighting the lead clipped to his halter and kicking at his abdomen with a rear hoof.
“Have you taken all the water and feed out of his stall?”
“Yes,” Gabby answered.
Amanda set her medical bag on a bale of hay and retrieved her stethoscope. When she turned around, Slade had taken the lead from Trevor and was stroking Peanut’s neck. He leaned close to the horse and made a low soft noise meant to calm Peanut.
Amanda opened her mouth to tell Slade to butt out, but she caught herself and swallowed the words. She needed his cooperation in calming Peanut while she examined him more than she needed to win a battle of wills with the new foreman. She introduced Slade to Trevor and her sister and learned Trevor had already met the new foreman earlier that night.
Peanut pawed the ground restlessly, and Amanda sent Slade a hard look. “Keep him still. I need to listen for gut sounds.”
Trevor and Gabby helped Slade calm the horse while she moved the stethoscope from one spot to another on Peanut’s abdomen, checking for sounds of intestinal motility. “It’s pretty quiet in there, but I do hear some movement, which is good.”
“Can you give him something for the pain?” Gabby asked, her eyes full of tears. “I hate to see him suffer.”
Amanda moved the stethoscope to listen to Peanut’s lungs and heart. “I’ll need to sedate him before I insert the naso-gastric tube. That and a dose of Buscopan to suppress the intestinal spasms will help him feel better.” She returned to her medical bag and dug out the case where she kept a small selection of drugs for the most common emergencies. She prepared injections of both an appropriate sedative and the anti-spasmodic. Knowing she needed to perform a rectal exam, she gave her sister an errand to keep her busy. “Gabby, can you get me a pair of long gloves? I want to check for impaction.” She caught Slade’s raised eyebrow as she turned back to her patient and cocked her head. “Unless you want the honor of doing that exam.”
He slid a pack of peppermint gum from his pocket and calmly stuck a piece in his mouth while he gave her a level look. “I will if you’re too squeamish.”
“Oh, brother,” she grumbled under her breath. She refused to rise to his baiting. Now was not the time to lock horns with the new foreman.
Nickering testily, Peanut tried to lie down again, and Slade walked the horse forward a few steps, then crooned to him. “Easy, fella.”
Gabriella returned with the long examination gloves. Taking them, Amanda sent her sister off on another errand, this time for the mineral oil and naso-gastric tube she’d need once Peanut responded to the sedative.
Feeling Slade’s watchful gaze on her, Amanda removed her parka and snapped the long latex glove into place, covering her arm past her elbow.
Stepping to Peanut’s hind end, Slade pulled the horse’s tail up and held it out of her way.
She cut a side glance to him, prepared to thank him for his helpfulness, but the smug challenge in his eyes stopped her. Did he think she would balk? That the less pleasant aspects of veterinary care would stop her from doing what was best for an animal in need? Amanda gritted her back teeth. A rectal exam was not her favorite way to spend an evening, but she was no shrinking violet. She’d never shied from doing the dirty work involved in either large animal veterinary care or ranching.
She squared her shoulders and flipped her ponytail over her shoulder, silently accepting his challenge. The sooner the new foreman knew who he was dealing with the better.
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