Sawyer pushed against the hind end of a stubborn dairy cow, disgusted that Cache preferred cattle to horses. They were so stubborn, and he couldn’t get them to load onto the trailer to save his life.
Cache walked up behind him and said, “Let’s go, cow,” before slapping it on the rump. The cow moved, almost sending Sawyer to the ground face-first.
“I hate this,” Sawyer complained as he caught himself. “How did you do that?”
“Magic cattle touch.” Cache grinned at him like he was having the time of his life. As Sawyer had gotten to know the other cowboys in the band, he realized that Cache was a lot like Jeri—very sunny outlook on life.
Dave dated everyone of the opposite gender that he could—except Sissy Longston. Despite telling Sawyer that he was fine by himself, he went out with every
