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What had gotten into him?

During the rodeo board meeting, thoughts of Erin kept creeping into Sawyer’s head. When he passed the road leading to the Delong ranch, Sawyer decided to visit her. Besides, he could use the excuse that he wanted to ride. He was a cowboy.

He parked his truck and saw Erin in the corral, practicing her barrel racing. He sat and watched her ride the figure eights. Slipping out of his truck, he softly closed the door.

She didn’t bounce in her saddle, nor did she yank on the reins. She leaned into the sharp turn, keeping her weight off the horse’s back. They worked in unison as a well-oiled machine. When she finished the last figure eight, she let her horse canter around the corral, cooling both her and the horse.

“You’ve got a good seat,” he said.

“Hours of practice.”

Her face glowed and her entire body appeared relaxed and at ease, the most relaxed he’d ever seen her. This was a joyful woman, who loved riding and competing. As she came toward him, he felt himself being drawn to that smile.