Page 4 of Sara’s Dom (The Doms of Madison County)

“You can come to see her whenever you want,” Grant said, slightly shocked he’d offered.

Her eyes brightened for a moment and then went dull again. “That’s okay. I don’t want to disrupt the ranch.”

“Keep it in mind.”

“Maybe you should ask the owner first,” she said. “I’d hate for you to get in trouble having strangers around.”

He almost told her he was the owner, but for some reason, he wanted her to think he was a ranch hand and not a man with money. “He won’t care.”

“We’ll see. I gotta go.”

He watched her walk off and couldn’t prevent his cock from hardening at the sight of her tight ass. She was slender but had the curves men loved. He’d always been a sucker for brunettes and ones with longer hairstyles. Her hair was dark and long enough to hit the middle of her back, and it was in a ponytail, so he knew it would be longer when it was free. The shirts she wore were big on her and hid the size of her breasts until she bent a certain way, and then he caught the curve of oneand knew they’d fill his hands. He’d always liked larger breasts.

When she was out of sight, he made his way into the stables. Within an hour, he had the mare in his trailer and was shaking Tiffany’s hand.

“I think you’ll be pleased with her,” she said.

“I know I will. Hey, what does Sara do when she’s not here?”

Tiffany smiled. “So, you want to get to know her, huh?”

He rolled his eyes. “Maybe.”

“Let me see. She does some bookkeeping for a few businesses in town, and I know she trains dogs. She’s always busy with something. The woman doesn’t know the meaning of relaxing.”

His eyebrows rose. “We had a dog show up at the ranch a few weeks ago, but he won’t let anyone near him. I’d like to get help for it because he has a skin condition, is very thin, and there are probably other things wrong with him, but I’m not sure I’d want her close to it.”

“Oh, she’ll be fine. She definitely has a way with animals.”

“Text me her number, and I’ll get in touch with her,” Grant said.

“She’s great. You’ll see.”

He waved, got in his truck, and drove away. Different scenarios ran through his mind. He didn’t know the best way to get in touch with her. He thought a call wasn’t enough, so maybe he’d stop by her place and ask her about the dog, or was that too forward? It would be easy enough to get to her address.

Hell, he’d think about it. At the moment, he just wanted to get the horse home and comfortable. He’d give her some time to settle in before he started to breed her.

Chapter Three

Sara was yanking at a stubborn weed when one of her dogs growled. She looked up at her and then where the dog was staring to see an older large truck pull into her driveway. She wasn’t alarmed. People stopped all the time to ask directions or ask questions about the house.

The person pulled up in front of the garage and got out. She squinted her eyes and thought she was seeing things. The fact that she hadn’t been able to get the man out of her head made her think so.

She stood, pulled off her gloves, and walked toward him. Her two dogs growled.

“Stay,” she told them and stood waiting for the man to walk up the steps.

“Hi,” she said.

“Hi.”

“Are you lost?”

He smiled. “No. I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d stop by.”

She tilted her head to the side. “First off, how did you get my address? And secondly, I’m kind of in the middle of nowhere, so I don’t have a neighborhood.”

He laughed. “Let’s just say I was close and decided to stop. I’ve been told you train dogs?”

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