*Nicolina’s POV*
When I get out of the shower, I walk to the kitchen and look out the window. I watch Joel with the horses and admire how he is with them. It’s like he can speak their language even when. The horse is wild, and tearing up Joel’s touch can settle them down.
I get some boots on and walk down to the yards where the competition is and climb up on the side of the fence and watch for the competitors who stand out to me as I want only the best going on the road, representing the ranch.
When I feel arms wrap around my waist, “careful sweetheart, I don't want you to fall.” Joel whispers in my ear, and I place my hands over his and lean into him with my feet resting on the bottom beam of the fence. “I'm pretty sure you just saved my life, honey, from the terrible fall that may
