A Cowboy Returns. Kelli IrelandЧитать онлайн книгу.
“You should probably know that I, uh...” He tugged at his collar and whipped his head to the side, popping his neck.
“Know what?” she asked with a snarl.
“That he brought me along.” Eli had stopped several feet away, his eyes hidden by reflective sunglasses. He’d changed into jeans and a pair of beat-up boots she recognized from years past. His shirt was clean but wrinkled.
“Great.” How much had he heard? Whatever it was, she couldn’t take it back. Instead, she stared at the very man she’d so wanted to avoid. “Been a while since you’ve sat a horse, Eli. Do your best not to fall off, would you? Earlier, it seemed you’d already taken the opportunity to roll around in shit. Once a day is our limit out here.”
Tyson barked out a laugh. “You rolled around in shit? Where was I?”
Eli never took his eyes off Reagan when he answered. “You missed Cade taking it upon himself to reintroduce me to his fists.”
Ty sobered instantly. “So you didn’t jump from the plane?”
“No.” He shook his head, his eyes still on her. “While I’m flattered you’re worried about my well-being, don’t bother. I can take what you dish out, Dr. Matthews.”
Ty sobered instantly. “That’s right. She said you knew about her marrying Luke and—”
“The marriage. Nothing more, Ty, and I insist it stay that way.” Reagan reined the horse to the side with a heavier hand than necessary. The animal protested by tossing his head and crow hopping. She settled him down and pointed him toward the northeast again. “Chances are, the herd has holed up out here where they can be sick and miserable without human intervention. I want to get to them as quickly as possible. Either keep up or go home, Esquire.”
“You’ve gotten bossy as hell,” Eli muttered.
“And you’ve got a great manicure. Your point?”
Ty bit his lip and nearly choked on his laughter.
“You always were a smart-ass.” Eli coiled his rope with a practiced ease that made her fight the familiarity of him. “Some things never change.”
Settling her hat tight, she forced herself to calm down or she’d transmit her tension to her mount. “True, but some things, and people, do. Don’t pretend to know who I am anymore, Eli.”
Clucking at the gelding, she slipped into an easy lope.
The sooner she got this job over with, the sooner she could get home and start piecing her life together again. But after Eli’s reappearance, it was going to take more than all of her life experience and surgical skill.
It was going to take a miracle.
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