Dancing in the Moonlight - Harlequin.com

44 DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT
He sighed as he hit the main road and headed down
toward town. Near the western boundary of the Luna,
he spotted a saddled horse standing out in a field, reins
trailing. Maybe because he’d been thinking of his
father’s heart attack, the sight left him wary, and he
slowed his Durango and pulled over.
What would a saddled horse be doing out here alone?
He wondered, then he looked closer and realized it
wasn’t alone—Maggie sat on a fallen log near the creek,
her left leg outstretched.
Even from the road he could see the pain in her
posture. It took him half a second to cut his engine,
climb out and head out across the field.