Texas Wild (western romance and sex) (western romance) by Cristina Grenier Read Free Book Online

together.
    If he kept his head together and worked on their friendship, whatever was to come would happen naturally, to him that was much better than trying to force things. “So, where’d you grow up?” he asked, slowing the pace to a steady walk so that they could talk. It was the beginning of a conversation that lasted the entire day, whenever they weren’t forced apart by a yearling attempting to wander out of the bunch or some other task that needed attending to.
    By mid-afternoon, they had moved beyond conversation about each other’s lives and she was learning how to use the rope attached to her saddle. At first, she only managed to tangle herself up in it, which resulted in uncontrollable hysterical laughter which made it next to impossible to continue the lesson, however, in time and with plenty of patience on his part, she was able to swing it clear and toss the loop a few times at some piece of brush.
    “The trick that you need to learn is how to catch a critter’s heels,” he said after she had gotten the hang of it after countless number of attempts.
    “Catch a critter’s heels?” she looked at him quizzically.
    “Yeah, sort of like this,” he answered. He deftly slipped the rope off of his saddle and a loop magically appeared in his hand. It certainly hadn’t been that easy for her. He swung it over his head three times and tossed it in front of the hind legs of the animal nearest them at the drag of the herd of cattle they were following. The animal stepped into the loop and Matt pulled it up tight and wrapped the tail of his rope around the horn on the front of his saddle, held the animal a moment and then let him go. The loop slipped to the ground and the animal stepped free.
    “You try it,” he said. His hands had withdrawn the rope, coiled it and built another loop it what seemed like nearly a mere portion of a second.
    “How do you do that so easily?” she asked.
    “What?” he asked.
    “You did all of that in like, ten seconds,” she said.
    “Oh, I did?” he replied. “I don’t know. I’ve been doing it a long time. It’s second nature to me now. I suppose I’ve done this a hundred thousand times since I was a kid.”
    Her attempts were less successful than his, but she had the stubborn determination of her ancestry pushing her along and she eventually was able to drop the loop, though perhaps by pure luck under the feet of the animal and pull up the slack. She was entirely shocked and completely forgot the entire process.
    “You better get your dallies,” he called to her when he saw her make the catch and pull up the slack. She had caught only one hind leg.
    “My what?” she asked. She saw the seriousness on his face and wondered what she had done wrong.
    “Wrap the rope on your saddle horn,” he said. “Quickly or you’ll get a burn on your han…”
    The word hadn’t completely left her mouth before she felt the fire from the rope slipping through her hand. She dropped it immediately and the animal disappeared along with her rope attached to a hind leg into the herd.
    Matt rode into the herd swinging the loop over his head and tossed it over the horns of the steer that she had caught. He took his dallies and then waited for her. “Now, listen careful,” he said. I need you to slip off of your horse and come climb on in front of me.”
    His tone was pure business and had a sort of command to it that she simply couldn’t ignore. The butterflies danced inside of her to the point of nausea as she slipped up into the saddle in front of him. She was terrified. The steer was fighting at the other end of the rope and Charlie had his feet set firmly in front of him.
    “Now, I’m going to hand you the tail of the rope and you need to hold onto it. Put this on first,” he handed her a leather glove that seemed to be almost double the size of her hand, but she slipped it on anyway. “Alright, now I’m going to slip off. You hold that rope in place and Charlie will do