“Damn, she’s so young to have to deal with that.”

Tiffany snorted out a laugh. “She’s older than my mom.”

Grant’s eyebrows rose. “No way.”

“Yeah, she’s like forty-six or seven, I think,” Tiffany said. “The woman has more energy than me, that’s for sure.”

Hell, she was only four years younger than him.

“She has two full-grown sons. She keeps bugging them to find women and make her a grandbaby. I met them once when they came with her, and it was hilarious to watch them. She ran circles around both. And man, they listened to her. They were pushing each other several stalls away from where she was working, and all she had to say was, ‘Enough,’ and they both stopped immediately. They tower over her. She has to tilt her head way back when she’s talking to them, but they don’t push her. They love and respect her, and I hope I’m as good a motheras she is when I have children.”

He nodded and stared at the door where she walked out.

Tiffany cleared her throat.

He rolled his eyes when he caught the laughter in the girl’s face. “I’ll take her.”

“Which one?” Tiffany asked and laughed.

He snorted. “The horse. I don’t have time for a woman.”

“I know I’m not wise like you elders, but you only have so much time on earth. Do you want to lay on your deathbed and regret not making a connection with someone who might care about you, instead of working all the time?”

“Elders? Really?” he asked gruffly.

She shrugged. “I say it like I see it.”

He laughed. “Let’s get the paperwork done. I’ll come back tomorrow with the trailer.”

“We can also bring her to you.”

“No. I’ve got time right now.”

They got comfortable in her office. It took them about an hour for everything. He handed over a check and stood.

“Sara, the woman, is going to be sad. She loves that horse.”

He paused in the doorway. “Maybe you should have her somewhere else when I come to pick her up tomorrow. I don’t deal with drama and tears very well.”

That was an understatement. His ex-wife, Kendra, had used them and manipulation to get what she wanted. The fact that he found out she married him for his money bothered the shit out of him. He put up with her for years, but when he caught her cheating, he got rid of her. She still liked to come around sometimes because she knew it bothered him. Thankfully, they hadn’t had children. It was one less headache to deal with.

Tiffany shook her head. “You won’t get any from Sara. She hides her feelings. I asked her once if she missed herhusband, and she said yes. She said she missed the warm body beside her at night the most, and she didn’t shed one tear, but I could tell she wanted to. I could tell she was affected, but she didn’t show it. She’s always been a private person as long as I’ve known her.”

“How long is that?”

“About four years, I think.”

“And she came after her husband’s death?” he asked.

“Yes.”

Grant nodded. “I’ll be back. Thank you.”

Tiffany nodded and started to work on her computer.

He scanned the area and saw Sara in one of the arenas with a few horses, all vying to get her attention. He caught sight of the dog and cat, sitting and watching her. She definitely intrigued him. He just didn’t know yet if he’d do anything about it.

Grant’s thoughts turned to the woman he had yet to meet. So far, everything about her had attracted him, but he hadn’t said a word to her. He liked how petite she was and her long hair. He liked that she sang and danced instead of gripping like most people did when they had to clean out the stalls. If Tiffany was right about Sara’s strength, he admired that in a person.