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Wyatt’s actions as I am.” Becca
sighed and hugged her. “I love you, Liv. I’m here for you.”
    Olivia could do no more than nod her head as Becca strode
out the door. Olivia closed the door and leaned back against it. How much
longer would it be before she could wake up and not think of him? Or go to
sleep without seeing him in her dreams? Dear God, how was she to survive around
him? She’d done a lot of thinking on whether to stay in Montana or move on.
Leaving wouldn’t make her forget him, but she wouldn’t see him either, and that
was the most important thing. Not seeing him. Because every time she saw him,
she’d never be able to keep herself from wanting him. Becca was right, though.
They were family. Becca was her family, and Becca married into the Stone
family. Becca wouldn’t have everyone to dinner and not invite Olivia but she
would always include Wyatt. Olivia put her hands over her face. God, what a mess.
    Three days later, early in the morning, Olivia sat at her
kitchen table answering emails with her headphones in listening to music. The
song, ‘Lost’ by Anouk came on and
made her pause. The song was a reminder of how she wanted a man she couldn’t
have.
    She ripped the headphones out and tossed them onto the
table. She needed to get out for a while. This sitting around and trying to
work was going to slowly drive her insane. She stood and stretched. After
grabbing her keys, she ran out the door, leaving Punkin gazing after her.
    “I’ll be back later, girl,” Olivia shouted over her
shoulder.
    Cold weather was moving in from the Glacier Mountains. She
gazed at them for a few minutes before getting into her car. They were already
snowcapped, and she’d learned how snow came early and swiftly in Clifton. She
shivered at the thought. Being from Maryland, she was used to snow but what
they got in Montana was downright ridiculous. Pulling out of the driveway, she
turned left with no destination in mind, just driving. She passed Jake’s ranch,
then Gabe’s, and then slowed when she came to the entrance of Wyatt’s ranch.
    Olivia chewed on her bottom lip. Should she, she wondered.
He wasn’t home because she knew he was in Butte. Becca told her the brothers
had made the trip and anytime they went to the sale, it was always a three-day
trip. One to get there, one for the sale, and one to travel back home. It was
almost unheard of to return home the night of the sale. She was sure he wasn’t
home and she’d love to see Cochise again. Although she was terrified of horses,
Cochise was the most gorgeous horse she’d ever seen. To her, he looked as if
someone had tossed a can of black paint over a white horse. He had gorgeous
blue eyes too.
    Shrugging, she pulled into the drive and stopped at the
barn. She glanced around and didn’t see anyone. Where were the ranch hands? The
place looked deserted. The large log home resembled a ski chalet with rows of
windows on the front. A wraparound porch beckoned with rocking chairs. Olivia
opened her car door, got out, and strolled into the barn. The smell of horses,
hay, leather, and manure hit her. It wasn’t too long ago when she thought the
smell offensive, but now it wasn’t as unpleasant to her. She strolled down the
center aisle, glancing at the horses in the stalls. None of them was Cochise.
Where was he? Heading out the back of the barn, she entered the huge metal
building where she knew Wyatt did his training. Jake and Gabe had the same type
of buildings at their places.
    Olivia went inside and sighed at the feeling of the warm air.
The buildings stayed heated for winter and air-conditioned for summer since the
men spent so much time in them. As she moved closer to the stalls, she noticed
a wooden sign with the silhouette of a woman riding a horse with the words,
THERE IS NO BETTER FEELING THAN SEVENTEEN HANDS BETWEEN YOUR LEGS scrolled on
it. What in the hell did that mean? Olivia shrugged and moved on.
    Sitting on the floor next to a stall