Excerpt...I lost count!

The next thing that she realized, the cow shot out of the shoot with Jason hot on his heels. He threw his lasso, looping the horns precisely on target. Unfortunately, because she daydreamed, her timing was off and she missed her throw.

“Damn it!” She pulled her rope in, frustrated at her lack of concentration.

Jason trotted back around to her and yelled, “What the hell was that?”

“I missed, that's all,” she yelled back, aggravated.

“That's all? You never miss.”

“Well I did,” she grumbled, reining her horse back toward the gate.

They trotted back toward the trailer without another word. Get your shit together girl. You need to pull your thoughts off Tanner and back to this ride, or you'll lose the competition, she thought.

When they reached where the truck and trailer were parked, they dismounted and Jason stopped in front of her as he said, “What's up with you?”

“Nothing. I just lost my concentration. I'll be fine on the next ride.”

“You had better figure out what the problem is before that,” Jason demanded his own anger evident in his voice.

“I've got something on my mind that broke my concentration. Just chill out.”

“Something or someone? You aren't still torn up about Miller are you? Hell, he used you and you fell for it, but its time to get over it and move on.”

“No, its not Jack,” she murmured as she turned away from him, not wanting to explain. She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to regain her composure, but when she reopened them, the next thing that she saw was Tanner walking toward her with a sexy grin and flashing that dimple in his cheek.

“Tanner,” she whispered, starting toward him, hesitantly at first then at almost a dead run when she realized it was indeed him, and not her randy imagination conjuring him up out of nowhere.

Meeting halfway, she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him as he pulled her close. The smell of musk and male drifted to her nose and she sighed. God it felt good to be in his arms again. They stood that way for several minutes before Jason reached them, clearing his throat, causing them to pull apart.

“Amy?”

Jason's question hung in the air between them but she chose to ignore it for the moment. She needed to drink in everything about the man holding her close as she melted against him

She pulled back in his arms far enough she could look into his eyes. “What are you doing here?”

“You said you were riding this weekend. I wanted to see you, so here I am.”

She smiled, “I'm glad you're here.”