That good-looking cowboy musta caught me studying him cuz he give me a smoldering look before spurring his pony. The Indian summer sun was hot as blazes, but he left me with a cold shiver running up and down my spine. I studied his broad back the rest of the day.
The hours crawled by like they was as tired as me, but we finally reached the campsite for the night. As soon as the cattle was settled down to grazing, I rubbed Shabby down, watered her, and left the mare in the care of the kids tending the remuda. Then I moseyed down to the stream where ever’body was peeling off clothes and jumping in the water like kids playing at taking a bath.
I was kinda shy about stripping to the bare skin in front of others, but letting on like it bothered me was the best way to earn a ribbing, so I shuc
