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"No, we're going right now." Why was he acting like her wicked grade six teacher and stretching a hand to hold her as though he knew she would run on first opportunity?

"Ricky, I'm not running away, I just want to get my cowgirl boots and clothes, give me five minutes and I'll be at the stable." 

He smiled, she ignored the slight escape of breath she felt at the beauty of the gesture, and focused on her plan. If he smiled, then he must have bought it, right?

"I'd love to see you on cowgirl outfit." He was still smiling, she returned it, looking at him with her bold brown orbs open in anticipation. Suddenly, his smile faltered. "Which is why I told the manager to include new sets of clothes for the both of us, part of the services, our clothes are waiting for us there, let's go." This time he grabbed her hand and walked on, placing his arm on her shoulders to prevent her from bolting. Good, now she did feel like a student whose

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