Chapter Seventeen
Maybelle couldn’t believe her eyes. Her heart had been in her throat the entire eight-seconds of Ty’s ride. He’d owned the arena from the second the bull jumped out of the chute. How he’d hung on was beyond her. And maybe it was because she knew Ty, but she was so dang impressed. To start, the man had an incredible work ethic, one she’d come to admire and appreciate working alongside him at Falcon Ridge. But to see him in action? Holy Smokes, be still her beating heart. She jumped and cheered with everyone in the grandstand, and practically swooned when he waved to her.
“Did I just see that?” Lydia asked when she blew Ty a kiss.
Maybelle bit hard on the inside of her lip to keep from grinning. “See what?” she asked with as innocent a look as she could muster.
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