Page 247 of Micah
“Is she?”
“Sweetest horse on the ranch.”
I narrow my eyes.
“You said that awfully fast.”
“I meant it.”
Daisy nudges my shoulder with her nose.
“Oh.”
I laugh.
“Well, hello.”
Micah watches quietly as I lift a tentative hand to pet her.
The mare leans into my touch.
“See?”
“I think she likes you.”
“I hope so.”
“You smell like apples.”
I blink.
“I do?”
“Yep. I put one in your bag. Get it and you can feed it to her.”
He did that?
My heart gives a ridiculous little flutter. He really takes care of everything.
Every tiny thing.
“You're always paying attention,” I murmur.
His expression softens.
“To you.”
Just...
To you.
Two words.
That's all it takes.
Heat blooms across my cheeks.
He steps closer.
