Page 2 of Maverick

“It’s nice to meet you too, Maverick,” Parker replied with a smile of her own. “Thank you for bringing us lunch.”

“My pleasure. I hope you both have a nice day ahead. I should head back to the ranch now.”

“Okay, thanks again,” Shay said with a grateful smile.

“You’re more than welcome, Shay,” Maverick replied before turning to Parker. “Ms. Tisdale.” Then he left the shop.

Parker turned to Shay and shook her head.

“You didn’t tell me he was so handsome,” Parker said with a grin.

Shay laughed. “Sorry.”

“Oh, you are definitely not sorry.” Parker laughed along.

“You’re right, I’m not. He’s gorgeous, isn’t he?”

“You’re married, remember?” Parker teased.

“Yes, but as one of my friends says, I’m married, I ain’t dead.”

“She’s a very smart woman. I don’t see a problem checking out a hot man.”

Shay giggled. “I know I don’t.”

“Please, as good looking as Wes is, you don’t need to look at any other man. Not to mention your brother-in-law.”

“Oh, yes. Warren is really hot. I remember when I met them both and I was just awestruck at how handsome they both were.”

“I was the same way, and now, I feel that way about Maverick.” Parker shook her head. “I can’t believe I’m so attracted to him. No man has appealed to me in a long time.”

“I know. You don’t horseback ride, do you?”

“Nope.”

“You should learn. It’s a great way to spend a day. Peyton and I ride together.”

“Peyton? Warren’s fiancée?”

“Yes.”

“I am terrified of horses.”

“They can be scary, but we have very gentle horses.”

“I’ll think about it.”

“Okay. I was just thinking if you did ride, you could come to the ranch and see more of Maverick.”

“You’re terrible! I’d better get back to work before my boss fires me.” Parker laughed.

“Your boss would be an idiot if she fired you.”

They walked back to the counter and waited on customers. Parker hoped the day would go quickly. Her feet were killing her, and she wanted a nice hot bath.

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Maverick drove his truck into the dimly lit barn, the engine rumbling to a stop as he climbed out. The scent of hay and horses permeated the air, a familiar and comforting smell to him. He strode toward the toolshed, knowing the stalls needed to be mucked out today.

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