Page 57 of Rescued Hearts

She threw his sister a wave in farewell before he led her away from the barn, and apparently away from topics he did not wish to share with her at this time.

She wasn’t going to let go of the jet thing, though. “So you have a jet?”

“The security agency does. We need to get places fast at times.” His step slowed, and she caught the faint murmured curse under his breath.

“Gray?”

He stopped and faced her, expression softening. “I’m not upset. It’s just that…” He ran his thumb and fingertip over the brim of the Stetson that looked so damn yummy on him.

She waited for more.

“Carson asked me to join the security company. And I just said ‘we’ like I’m already in.”

She held his stare. “You don’t want to be in?”

He shrugged, big shoulders heaving like they could make the earth tremble if he moved too quickly. “Haven’t decided yet.”

“I see. Well, if you do, I’m sure you’ll be fantastic at it. After all, you ran the security at Felicity’s house with so much knowledge and professionalism.”

He squeezed her hand. With a little tug, he brought her a step nearer. When he cupped her cheek, liquid heat sank low into her belly. It had been a few days since they slept together. While he was at her home whenever she was, he hadn’t stayed the night there. Instead, his brother Colt—the family night owl, according to Gray—stayed outside in his truck in the driveway, keeping watch over her and Felicity.

At first, she wasn’t sure what had changed. When she got up the nerve to ask why he wasn’t staying, he told her a little hesitantly that it was because he had to work on the emails. And her heart had done a funny thing.

It didn’t just perform a little jog like it usually did around him. It plunged from a tall height and then rocketed right back up, soaring higher and higher. It didn’t take long for Honor to realize what that sensation meant.

She was falling for Gray.

Her heart did the same thing now, shooting like a star.

The rough pads of his fingers worked into the hair at her temple, sending new skitters of desire through her. Then hecaught the lock of hair near her cheek in between his fingers and rubbed it lightly.

“I have an idea.” His deep voice stroked her nerves.

She leaned closer. “Oh yeah? What’s that?”

Instead of inviting her to his bed—or even the nearest bale of hay—he totally caught her by surprise.

“Let’s go for a horseback ride.”

“Uh…”

“Come on. It will be fun.”

She wasn’t sure of that at all, but she let him take her by the hand and lead her to a fenced-in area behind one of the barns.

The horses were massive up close, all sleek muscle and deep, intelligent eyes.

That didn’t make her eye them less warily. “You expect me to ride that?”

“You scared?”

“Not scared. Cautious.”

When it was apparent he was waiting for her to elaborate on that statement, she sighed. “I have a healthy fear of riding anything that big. When I was little, Felicity and I went to the circus. She wanted to ride the elephants. I did not. But of course our parents stuck us both on one.”

He was smiling at her. “And it didn’t go well?”

“I couldn’t wrap my legs around the thing. I was terrified the whole time, sobbing, while Felicity was having the time of her life.” She shook her head.

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