The Bull Rider's Son

“I’m working. The Jamboree’s in two weeks.”

She was referring to the arena’s next big rodeo. Shane would be busy, too. Yet, he couldn’t take no for an answer.

“How much would it hurt if we quit an hour early?” He removed Skittles’s halter and lifted Bria from the horse’s back. She scampered over to Benjie.

“I’m not going on a date with you,” Cassidy said.

“It’s not a date. We’re talking a trail ride with Benjie and Bria. Invite your friend Tatum and her kids if you want.”

“Bad idea.” She shut the door on Rusty’s stall. “Besides, I have other plans. A...family function.”

“We were friends once. We can be again.”

“It’s complicated.”

“Only if you make it complicated.”

“No.”

“Why? Because of Hoyt?”

“Of course not.”

“You still care for him.”

“I don’t. He means nothing to me.”

Shane recalled their brief kiss the other day and the sparks that had ignited between them. “What about me, Cassidy? Do I mean anything to you?”

Her sharp intake of breath and flustered denial should have been enough of an answer for him.

It wasn’t, and Shane was more than prepared to see exactly how deep—or not—her feelings for him ran.

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