Kurt reached Dylan first, and got, “Tiger’s out,” in a puff of breath before they both ran through the horse barn toward the bullpens on the other side. Sure enough, that stubborn black-and-white bull was out of his pen. Again.
He had a real knack for it, and Kurt wondered if the bull was more trouble than he was worth.
Dwayne and Shane arrived, and the boss said, “Let’s get our horses,” like this was an exciting adventure he couldn’t wait to conquer. But Kurt wanted to talk to May, and slip that ring on May’s finger, and find out what she needed to tell him about.
Felicity arrived, out of breath, a groan leaking from her mouth. “Not that bull again. We’ve got to get rid of him.”
“I like him.” Dwayne grinned at his wife, and Kurt c****d his head as he heard something that didn’t belong
