Layton looked at me and smiled. “Well, I’d kind of like to think it’s me, babe, that’s turned you into a—what did you call it? A horny-horn dog?”
I looked over at the man that drove me crazy and insane. “Oh, trust me, it’s your damn fault, too!”
Chapter Sixteen: Layton
I glanced over at Whitley as the blush on her cheeks got deeper by the second.
Good Lord, I’ve never wanted someone so much in my life.
I can’t believe it was my dad who had led her here, led her to me, just when I needed her more than the air I breathe.
As we got closer to the track, I could see her moving around in her seat. I reached over, grabbed her hand, and brought it up to my lips.
“Whit, don’t worry. He probably didn’t even see what we were doing,” I said with a slight smile.
I knew damn well that Reed had seen everything though.
“Do you think?” she asked with the cutest damn look on her face.
I wanted so damn bad for her to finish what she’d started a few minutes ago.
“Yeah. He didn’t see anything. Don’t worry. ” I smiled and gave her a wink. “Here we are!” I pulled up and parked behind Lucky’s horse trailer.
“I still can’t believe you have a damn track on your property,” Whitley said.
“It’s not very big, but it gives the horses the practice they need when they’re here. ”
I jumped out of the truck and jogged around to open up her door as Reed was pulling up. I glanced over at him, and I could tell by the smile on his face that he knew exactly what we had been up to.
I helped Whitley out and took her hand. We started to make our way over toward Lucky and my new horse.
“Is that the horse you bought in Kentucky?” Whitley walked up to the bay Thoroughbred horse I’d bought just a few days ago. “Oh my gosh, he’s beautiful, Layton! I love bay horses. They’re my favorite. What is he? About sixteen hands? He looks fast as hell. ”
Well, I’ll be damned. The girl knows her horses, too. She’s so damn perfect in every way.
I smiled as I glanced over toward Lucky, who was trying to hold back a grin. I knew he instantly loved Whitley.
Beautiful and smart, too.
She was moving her hand up and down each leg and checking out every part of him.
“Sixteen on the dot. And yes, he’s fast as hell. ” I walked up and put my hands on my new baby boy.
“What’s his name?” Whitley asked with a smile.
I smiled. “Blazin’ Dreams. ”
Whitley turned back and pulled his face down to hers. If I hadn’t known any better, I would say they were both looking into each other’s souls.
“Blaze. I like that name. It fits you. ” She moved her hand up and down between his eyes.
My heart swelled up about ten times its normal size, watching her with Blaze.
Christ almighty, this girl is too good to be true. Now, if she ends up knowing her shit about cattle, I’m going to marry her tomorrow.
I hadn’t even noticed Reed walking up.
“You must have a magical touch. I’ve never seen a horse so calm before,” Reed said, smiling at Whitley.