The Rancher's Christmas Song. RaeAnne Thayne

why we’re teaching you how to ride horses. Because otherwise, we’d have to tell him it’s a trade. That would ruin the surprise.”

      “I...think I can come Saturday.” Oh, she was crazy.

      “Yay! This will be fun. You’ll see.”

      She wasn’t so sure. Before she could come up with an answer, the door to the barn opened and Beck came striding out with that loose-limbed, sexy walk she always tried—and failed—to ignore.

      He had someone else with him. Ben Caldwell, she realized, the veterinarian in town whose wife, Caidy, had a magical singing voice. She barely noticed the other man, too busy trying not to stare at Beckett.

      Her hands felt clammy again as she opened her car door, but this time she knew it wasn’t horses making her nervous.