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why would you want to do that? Surely there are women more sexually sophisticated than I am, younger women who would make better partners for you.”
    He turned her to face him directly and slid his fingers into her hair, holding her head in place. “Because it’s you I want, querida. And somehow I’m going to make you understand that. Believe it.”
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    She was still thinking about the contents of the drawer after breakfast when Rio walked her into the barn, his fingers linked loosely with hers. She had trouble keeping her mind on what he was saying as he pointed out the different horses, told her what stages of training they were in and gave her a simplified explanation of the process. People were busy everywhere, grooming the animals, doing barn chores, working horses in the corral. In a second barn he showed her a large training ring where someone was already working a horse, four calves leading it a merry chase.
    And finally he showed her the breeding barn and explained the process from start to finish. By the time they walked back to the house, Amber’s head was spinning.
    “I had absolutely no idea this was such an intense, lucrative business,” she told him. “I’ve seen rodeos on television or in the movies so I’ve seen roping and barrel racing events. But I never thought about all the cutting horses required for ranch work.”
    “The demand keeps growing,” he told her. “We pride ourselves on breeding and training the best. And now I think I should get you back to Molly’s so she doesn’t think I’ve kidnapped you.”
    They were quiet during the ride, Amber busy with her own thoughts even as she took in the lush countryside bathed in the golden glow of the morning sun. When they pulled into the driveway and Rio parked the car he turned to her, his fingers threading through her hair at the nape of her neck.
    “You have to know I want to see you again,” he told her. “Like tonight.”
    Amber frowned. “Rio, I’m sure there are plenty of women your own age for you to spend time with.”
    “Not that again. Please.” The muscles in his face tightened. “If that’s what I wanted, that’s what I’d do. Why is it so hard for you to believe that you’re the one I want to be with?”
    She shrugged. “I don’t know. I’m wondering if it’s…you know, just out of pity. A favor for Molly’s poor divorced friend.”
    His hand tightened against her skin. “I’m not sure who you’re insulting with those words, you or me.”
    She tugged at her lower lip with her teeth. “I know Molly’s concerned about me. She thinks I’m going to crawl into an emotional hole and shut out the world.”
    Rio made what was obviously a conscious effort to calm himself. “Surely you can’t think last night was out of pity. I could never have made love to you the way I did if that’s all it was.” He pressed two fingers lightly beneath her chin and turned her to face him. “Your ex must be some kind of asshole if he could deliberately do this kind of damage to a beautiful, smart, sexy woman. I’m inclined to think he had his own inadequacies and could only make himself feel better by diminishing you.”
    Was Rio right? Was that what Dennis’s problem had been?
    As if sensing her uncertainty, he pressed his slight advantage. “I really do want to get to know you a lot better, Amber. To spend time with you. The sex was—well, nothing less than spectacular—but I want to know you out of bed as well. Find out what makes you tick.” He brushed the backs of his fingers against her cheek. “You’re a lot more than a hot body, Amber McCloud. And I think we might have something very special here.”
    “But how can you be sure?” she asked.
    “By spending time together. And trusting my instincts.” He leaned closer to her. “All those toys you stumbled on this morning? They’re a part of my life as much as anything else is, and I want the chance to introduce you to them. To show you exactly