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“Did you see, Mom? We almost cantered.”

Sawyer sent Olivia a look as he led Hero out of the corral, Nick still grinning.

“Not quite,” Sawyer assured her. “Hero’s got good gaits, but I doubt I could keep up with him at that pace.”

He wasn’t even breathing hard, and Olivia looked away from his shirt, which was now plastered to his shoulders, chest and flat abdomen. He was saving face for Nick so he wouldn’t feel as if he were on some pony ride at a summer fair. Of course he wanted to go fast. That was her son. Years ago, she had to admit, that would have been her, too, flying like the wind on Jasmine.

And that was, always, like Sawyer. His impulsiveness had cost Olivia her favorite horse. She found it hard to forget that when she was here at the Circle H... Yet watching him and Nick with the lovely gray gelding had made her heart ache in a good way. Here was Sawyer McCord, a cowboy again, though he’d turned his back on the ranch years ago.

Though he would probably leave again once more.