Vegas Vows, Texas Nights. Charlene Sands

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      “W-what are you doing here?” Katie stood at her doorway, a plaid blanket wrapped around her shoulders, staring at Luke. She didn’t think she’d see him again so soon. His head was down, a concerned look on his face. Her heart began to pound hard. “Lori said something about the rescue?”

      “I got a call from Wes a little while ago. It’s Snow. She’s in bad shape.”

      The air left her lungs and her shoulders slumped. “Oh no. Not our girl.”

      “Yep. I’m afraid so.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Thought you’d want to know. Wes tried to call you.”

      “I—I was fast asleep. I didn’t hear my phone.”

      “I’m on my way out to see her. Maybe for the last time.”

      Oh man. All she could think about was the raw deal Snowball had gotten, a life of abuse and pain. Her owner had neglected her and she’d come to the rescue undernourished, scarred and broken. It wasn’t fair. They’d tried their best to save her, and now Katie wasn’t about to let her take her last breaths alone. “I’ve got to see her, too.”

      “I’ll take you.”

      “No, you go on.” She ran a hand through her hair. She must look a mess. “I need to run a comb through my hair and freshen up.”

      “I’ll wait.”

      “You don’t have to.”

      “Katie, I’m here, my car’s out front and we’re driving to the same place. Let’s not waste any more time when we can spend it with Snow. Just do what you have to do, I’ll be waiting downstairs.”

      He was right. Snow was too important to her to quibble with him about driving arrangements. “Okay, fine. Give me a minute.”

      Five minutes later, she was dressed in jeans and a red shirt, her hair in a knot at the top of her head. She splashed water on her face and put on lip gloss to keep from biting her lips and then dashed down the stairs and out the door of the bakery.

      Luke waited for her out front, leaning against his black SUV, his hands in his pockets, a pensive look on his face. Her stomach was still in a twist about her ultra-secret marriage to her sister’s ex. And now, the sweet mare she’d tended for the past year might be dying.

      “Ready?” Luke asked, opening the door for her.

      “Yes… I think.”

      “Yeah, I know what you mean. Snow’s a special one.”

      Katie climbed in and grabbed her seat belt while Luke closed the door and took a seat behind the wheel. They drove off in silence and as they approached the canyon, she shivered.

      “Cold?” he asked.

      “A little.” She hugged her arms to her chest. “I forgot my jacket.” She’d forgotten how chilly the canyon could get in the later hours of the day.

      “I can warm you up real fast,” he said, giving her a smile.

      His dimpled grin brought heat to her body instantly. She flashed back to Vegas and those hours they’d spent in bed together.

      He reached for the dials on his dashboard and soon a flow of warm air surrounded her. “Better?”

      She nodded.

      “I’ve got an extra jacket in the back. I won’t let you freeze to death out here.”

      That he was talking about “letting” her do anything or not gave her nerves a rattle. He wasn’t really her husband—just thinking it seemed completely foreign to her—but he was taking care of her needs and that wasn’t something she was used to, with any guy. “Thanks.”

      A few minutes later they approached Red Barrel Horse Rescue and Luke parked in the gravel lot in front of the small building that served as the office. “I’ll go in and let Wes know we’re here,” he said. “You want to stay in the car and keep warm?”

      “No, I’ll go with you.”

      “Sure,” he said. He stretched way back and grabbed two jackets from the back seat of his car. “Here you go.”

      He handed her a suede jacket lined with lamb’s wool, while he took a lighter weight cotton one. They tossed them on, hers almost СКАЧАТЬ