For Love's Sake Only Read Free

mind to drop them a line.”
    Ty reached out and touched Charlotte’s arm, stopping her in her tracks. “How much of the rodeo did you actually see?”
    “I saw enough.”
    Somehow Ty seriously doubted that. “Through your fingered-covered eyes? Or were you actually watching the show?”
    There was a war going on behind her pretty brown eyes, as if she was battling with herself about how much she wanted to admit. “A little bit of both.”
    “And did you get to see the animals afterwards?”
    “The Lone Ranger didn’t let me anywhere near the animals.” Her reference to Ernest brought a smile to his face. She had a quick wit and a spunky attitude. They were going to get along just fine.
    “And besides, I’ll be back in Los Angeles in less than a week. With work and all, I won’t have time to visit the animals.”
    “Darlin’, you’re breaking my heart.” The last thing Ty wanted to hear from this dark beauty was that she was leaving and wasn’t coming back.
    “Why’s that?”
    “Because your first memory of me isn’t going to be as pleasant as mine is of you.” Spurs & Mistletoe: For Love’s Sake Only
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    Eyeing him, Charlotte crossed her arms over her plush chest and eyed him amusedly.
    “Are all cowboys this smooth?”
    Hooking his thumbs in the belt loops of his pants, Ty rocked back on his booted heels.
    “It’s in the genes.”
    Looking down at the crotch of his jeans, which were getting tighter by the second, Charlotte looked back up at him and winked. “I’d say it’s in the jeans.” Good Lord, the little devil was flirting. “Charlotte, I think I like you.” Laughing, she shook her head in mirth and started up the path again. Ty followed behind her shaking his head as well. She’d done it again. Just when he thought he had her in a little box, she surprised him. He could get used to that. That, and the way her plump little ass filled out her pants.
    She was no bigger than a minute, but too cute for words. Her short dark hair was cute in a boy-like haircut, longer on top and tapered in the back, but Ty liked it. It was short and sassy, just like her. And her body -- good Lord, that body -- was what wet dreams were all about.
    “Are you going to stare long?” she chided, raising a brow.
    “Just long enough, I reckon.”
    “You’re so silly,” she laughed, tapping him on his arm.
    “Thank you.”
    They talked as they walked through the stadium, seemingly of unimportant things, but Ty took every single piece of information she shared, and stored it in the back of his mind.
    He’d seen more in her in the five minutes since they met than he had in women he’d known for years, and it made him want to get to know her better.
    He’d purposely taken the longer route to the main building so he could spend a few more minutes getting to know her. And although he had livestock to look after and riders to 10 Lena Matthews
    check on, Ty found himself dragging out their stroll, just for a little more time with Charlotte.
    “Not that I don’t appreciate this first class treatment,” she said with a smile, “but shouldn’t you be out there digging your spurs into a horse?”
    “First of all, spurs, despite their bad rap, aren’t sharp, especially the ones used in rodeos.
    They’re mainly for show. The riders are trying to show the judges they have control of their feet and aren’t just sitting there like a lump of clay trying to hang on.”
    “It takes skill not to fall off?”
    “Apparently you’ve never had much power or speed between your legs.”
    “Not the four-legged variety, that’s for sure,” Charlotte quipped back.
    Ty couldn’t help but laugh. She was like a refreshing breath of air. And although all of her ideas about rodeos and ranchers in general were outdated, there was a kindness he recognized in her, which seemed out-of-date in most people today. She was misguided, but her heart was in the right place, and that alone was worth the time. “Seriously though, would