‘I am not. I’m just thinking of his feelings. Have you thought what it must be like for him to see another horse being groomed and led out for me to ride, in his place? Do you think he doesn’t know?’
‘I guess he knows everything you’re thinking.’
‘And I know everything he’s thinking.’
‘Well, what are you going to tell him if you win?’
She whirled on him, an almost painful intensity in her face. ‘Leo, do you think I might win?’
‘Does it really mean that much?’ he asked, studying her face as though hoping to find something there.
‘It means everything. I have to make some money to keep going onto the next rodeo, and the next. It’s my whole life,
‘Well, if you don’t I could always-’ he stopped because her fingertips were over his mouth.
‘Don’t say it. I don’t take charity and I won’t take money from you.’
He maintained a diplomatic silence. This was no time to tell her how much he’d already given her.
‘After all, why should you take financial risks for me?’ she went on. ‘Suppose I couldn’t pay it back? Where would you be?’
‘Selena, I’m not at my last gasp, like you. What’s wrong with letting a friend help you? There’s no law that says you have to be independent all the time.’
‘Yes there is. I passed one. It’s my law, the one I live by, and I can’t change. I do it myself or no deal.’
‘Selena, it’s not weakness to accept help.’
‘No, but it’s weakness to rely on it. You become weak by believing that someone’ll always be there for you. Because sooner or later, they won’t.’
He frowned. ‘If you really believe that, heaven help you!’
‘Leo, why are we quarrelling? It’s a wonderful day. We’re going to have a great time, and I’m going to win. I can’t lose.’
He regarded her with his head on one side. ‘Why can’t you lose?’
‘Because I got my miracle. You know when we met on the highway?’
‘Met isn’t quite the word I’d have used, but go on.’
‘Before that I’d been with Ben, he’s an old friend and he was fixing my van. He said I needed a miracle or a millionaire, but I said forget millionaires. They’re not good for anything.’
‘So you settled for a miracle?’ Leo asked, feeling the beginnings of a smile somewhere inside him.
‘Right. I said I just knew my miracle was on its way to me.’
The smile grew bigger. ‘And it was?’
‘You know it was. All the time Barton was on the highway, and we were fated to meet.’
The smile faded. ‘Barton?’
‘Well, wasn’t it a miracle that he turned out to be a good man with a conscience, who didn’t duck his obligations, as a lot of them would have?’
‘But a millionaire, don’t forget,’ Leo quibbled.
‘Ah, well, there must be one or two good ones. The point is, he was nice about it, which just proves what a decent man he is.’
‘Right,’ Leo said in a hollow voice.
‘So I got my miracle. And now I’m going to win.’
‘So am I. All right, stop laughing.’ Selena had doubled up. ‘I can do eight seconds on Old Jim, you saw me yesterday.’
‘Sure, and I’ve also seen him accepting tidbits from your hand. Old Jim is a pussy cat. You won’t be riding him in the ring.’ She got out of range and added wickedly, ‘You won’t be riding anything for very long.’
‘Now there’s a thing. I thought we were friends, and you hurt my feelings like that.’
At once she came back into range, putting her hands on either side of his head, full of contrition.
‘Leo, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you after you’ve been good to me. It was just a joke-’
‘Hell, I knew that.’
‘Are you sure? I can be a bitch sometimes. I don’t mean to be, but that doesn’t stop me.’
Leo, who knew a thing or two about doing things he hadn’t meant to do ten seconds earlier, nodded in perfect understanding.
‘Say you’re not really hurt,’ she pleaded. ‘You’re my best friend and if you get mad at me, I’d really hate it.’
Leo let his arms slip around her waist. His feelings weren’t hurt at all, but he managed to regard her sadly, while silencing his conscience. He couldn’t be blamed for making the most of this, could he?
‘I’m not mad,’ he said bravely.
‘You’re not hurt either, are you?’ she demanded, reading him without trouble. But she didn’t move her hands, except to slide them behind his neck. Nor did she resist when he drew her closer.
‘Stricken to the heart, I promise,’ he said.
She didn’t answer, but stood there gazing into his face, while mischief danced over her face, her eyes, her smiling lips.
‘Selena,’ he said unsteadily, ‘you are putting me under a lot of strain here.’
‘You think I ought to do something about that?’
‘Yes, I really do.’
She tilted her head in a way that made his heart do somersaults.
‘Well, I got tired of waiting for you to do something about it,’ she said as she laid her lips on his.
They were just as he’d imagined them, sweet and enticing, yet with a hint of something underneath that wasn’t sweet at all: spicy, challenging, hot as a pepper. Not an
Selena’s head was whirling. She hadn’t meant to do this, but there was something she needed to know, and suddenly her impatience had become too much to bear. Laying her mouth against his was an act of exploration and defiance in equal measure.
She knew at once that she would have done better to wait. No woman, with a busy day ahead, could afford this kind of distraction. And she had only herself to blame because she’d always known that this man would take all of a woman’s attention. Some pleasures weren’t to be skimped.
He seemed to feel the same because he slid his arms about her with a gentleness that didn’t disguise their power. She wanted to know all about that power. She could feel it in his lips, testing hers cautiously to divine her true meaning, then seeming to think he understood and coming on strongly in a way that excited her.
She mustn’t do this, she thought dizzily. Her timing was dreadful.
‘Leo-’
‘Yes-’
From outside came Barton’s bellow. ‘Anyone in there? We’re ready to go.’
Leo released her, groaning. ‘I like Barton, but-’
Selena came back to earth and the realisation that she’d nearly thrown everything away for this man. With a great effort she pulled herself together, saying urgently, ‘No, he’s right. We have to stop this.’
‘We do?’
‘It-it wastes vital energy.’ She could feel her vital energy being sapped just by being this close to him.
‘I didn’t think it was a waste.’
‘There’ll be time later. For now we’ve got to psych ourselves up for the big day. Shoulders back, head up. Believe in yourself.’
‘I find it easier to believe in you. You’re going to win. You’ve got Jeepers down to fourteen seconds, which I never thought you’d do.’
She danced with excitement. ‘I knew he could do it, he is such a fantastic horse, so fast and strong-’
‘Careful! You said that in front of Elliot! You could give him a complex.’
‘Oh-
She thumped him, he put his arm about her shoulders and they went out, laughing, together.
