going on any of the rides I guided.â
Loosely wrapping her arms around his waist, she gazed up at him. âThat was because I was too young. When you were eighteen and leading those trail rides, I was only eleven.â
âNow hold on just a minute,â he said, frowning.âDidnât you tell me one time that you worked at the resort when I did?â
âYes.â He felt her body tense. âOf course, I wasnât on the payroll. But I started doing simple things like delivering messages from one office to another. That was when I was eight.â
âAh, the pre-e-mail and text-messaging days.â
She nodded. âBy the time I turned ten I had graduated to showing guests how to find their way around the resort grounds. Then, at sixteen, I started working the front desk.â
Shane wasnât opposed to a kid doing a few chores. Hell, his dad had him mucking out stalls and feeding horses from the time he was old enough to carry a feed bucket. But it sounded as if Donald Jarrod had his kids doing more than just simple chores.
âWhose idea was it for you to go to work at such an early age?â he asked, remembering that he had seen all of the Jarrod children working various jobs around the resort.
She shrugged one slender shoulder. âMy father wanted all of us to know the business inside and out. I suppose he thought by starting us out young, we would learn what made Jarrod Ridge the premier resort in Aspen.â
He could tell by the tensing of her muscles and the tight tone of her voice that they were skirting a touchy subject. âDo you think it would be all right for you to go riding tomorrow?â he asked, deciding to lighten the conversation. It was obvious she didnât care totalk about her father or the resort and he would have a much better chance of her agreeing to marry him if she were in a better mood. âIâd really like to show you the rest of the ranch. But if you think it would hurt you or the baby, we can wait,â he hastened to add.
Her expression brightened. âI would really like that. Iâm pretty sure it will be all right. I have a friend in California who rode her horses until she was six months pregnant and everything was fine.â
âGreat.â He pressed a kiss to her forehead. âIf you think what you saw of the ranch from the top of the ridge is beautiful, youâll really like seeing Rainbow Falls.â
Her eyes twinkled with excitement, making him glad that he had thought of taking her to see it. âYou have a waterfall on your property?â
âYup.â
âI love waterfalls. Theyâre always so peaceful and relaxing. We even have the sound of a waterfall piped into the massage rooms at the spa.â
âWeâll have to get up early,â he warned. âIt will take us several hours to get there because of the terrain, but believe me, itâs well worth it.â For reasons he didnât understand and wasnât inclined to dwell on, he wanted to make the outing special for her. Thinking quickly, he added, âI thought we could pack a few sandwiches and have lunch by the falls.â
âThat sounds absolutely wonderful, Shane.â Shecovered her mouth with her hand to hide a yawn. âI canât wait.â
âI think youâll have to.â He chuckled. âAside from the fact that itâs already dark outside, youâd probably fall asleep in the saddle before we rode out of the ranch yard.â
âYouâre probably right.â She yawned again. âFor the past few days, it seems that I canât get enough sleep.â
âIs that because of the pregnancy, too?â He knew a whole lot more about pregnant mares than he did about pregnant women, but he figured it could be the reason behind her fatigue.
âI assume thatâs the reason,â she said, resting her head against his chest.
Shane tightened his arms around her and
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