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Brindle said as she leaned over the gate.
    “Neigh,” Dawson said with a cheesy horse impression.
    “She’s not going to—.”
    The horse neighed.
    “See,” Dawson said with a lift of his chin.
    “She’s probably telling you to leave her alone, so she can focus on pushing the foal out.” But Brindle wanted to laugh at Dawson’s playful side. Even with the jokes, he was completely engrossed with the scene before them. He was truly interested in the birthing process.
    “That’s it,” Kaya said.
    “Push,” Dawson said under his breath. With as much as this moment meant to Brindle, she had to admit, watching Dawson witness this for the first time was almost as rewarding. His shoulders were stiff and his knuckles white from where he gripped the top railing.
    “Here is comes,” Kaya said as the rest of the horse slid out.
    “Oooh,” Dawson said at the same time, the word starting off low, then high, then ending low again as the foal came completely out.
    “It’s a girl.”
    “Yes!” Brindle said as she bounced and tried not to clap. The birth of that foal signifying the hard work of the last two years and one they could possibly breed one day.
    Suddenly Dawson grabbed her and picked her up, laughing lightly. She giggled at his excited demeanor. “We’re not out of the woods yet,” she said, and he immediately put her down. He frowned at her, but his nearness overshadowed his concerned expression. She had to will her brain to work. “We’ll um, have to watch her for a few days. But this is good. This is very good.” She smiled widely.
    He chuckled, playing his hands on her cheeks. He leaned closer, still smiling, but all she could think about was his hands on her face.
    On. Her. Face.
    His smile slowly faded. Her heart pounded in her chest. He didn’t move away. In fact, he came closer.
    “Brindle,” he whispered, his eyes searching hers. She grabbed his wrists, but she wasn’t sure if she did it to push him away or to keep him from dropping his hands. He licked his lips, and the air suddenly disappeared from her lungs.
    “She’s trying to stand,” Kaya said excitedly, completely oblivious to what was happening between Dawson and Brindle. “Can you see?”
    On instinct, Brindle turned to lean over the gate, which broke the physical connection they just shared—watching as Kaya put a temporary identification bracelet on the new foal—But the emotional connection she had with Dawson? It was still there. Brindle could feel Dawson’s breath ruffling her hair he was so close, and she fought every desire bubbling up inside her to turn around and let him finish what he was going to do. Once she was sure she could speak, she said, “She’s beautiful.”
    “Stunning,” Dawson said, the word blanketing her scalp, and she knew he wasn’t talking about the horse. The heat of his breath confirmed that he was looking down at her. She felt the truth of it in her bones.
    This beautiful man wanted her. She was attracted to him, but she assumed that attraction was one sided. If he felt the same toward her, she was sure she wouldn’t be able to resist him, which was exactly what she needed to do. She had to find the will to step away even if only just for a few seconds, so she could wrap her head around this.
    She eased to the side.
    Dawson’s hand shot out, grabbing the railing and stopping her escape. Normally, if a man were to cage her like this, she’d smart off, but right now, it took everything inside her not to lean against him.
    “Why isn’t Autumn getting up?” he asked as he stepped up against her. She’d thought his hands on her face was too intimate, but now she felt him everywhere. His question, though innocent was far from it. Words. Just words as his other hand came up and gripped her hip. She gasped at the contact. “Brindle?”
    Ah, he’d asked a question. He was playing with her, she knew, but she had no idea how to stop him. If she wanted to stop him. The only thing she figured