Fall With Me (SUGARLAND CREEK #3) by Brooke Montgomery EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Brooke Montgomery
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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ELLIE
SEVEN YEARS LATER
Stay focused.
Eyes on the prize, Ellie.
And that prize is winning first place.
athI inhale the humid summer air mixed with dirt and leer. The smell
combination is one I’m used to and brings a warmth of memories to the
surface each time.
There’s nothing better than being at a rodeo. It feels like home.
The crowd cheers for Marcia Grayson, who just ran the barrels at
probably the fastest speed I’ve ever seen her race, but when her time is
announced, I smile to myself.
It’s good enough for first place but not enough to beat me.
I started barrel racing when I was thirteen. It’s all I’ve focused on for
the past six years.
Between attending clinics and consistently training, I’ve established a
good technique for what works for us. Although I’m not always on my A
game, I’m competitive and arrogant enough to believe I’ll win regardless.
It’s nearly dark out, so the arena is beaming with bright stadium lights.
Although the sun’s gone down, sweat drips down my back as the nerves
take over. This rodeo is at a county fair an hour outside of my hometown,
and although it’s a non-pro event, I’m still just as driven to win. Any prize
money I win goes toward Ranger’s lifetime earnings and with it being close
to home, it wasn’t a big deal to make the trip. Since the riders are a mix of
non-pro and pro barrel racers, I get to run against men and women I don’t
usually compete against.
The race time ranges depend on how big the arena is and how fast the
riders are. Tonight, they’ve been between sixteen and seventeen seconds.
Well, not including the couple of riders who knocked down barrels and got
five-second penalties added on.
The time to beat is Marcia’s at sixteen point one one two seconds.
As I sit on Ranger, he whines and stomps in place, waiting for our turn.
He’s as eager as I am to get in there.
If I didn’t know any better, I’d say Ranger’s more competitive than me.
But my voice is enough to calm him.
“Hang tight, buddy.” I lean down from the saddle and rub his neck, then
speak softly near his ear, “We got this. Just like we always do.”
He’s the gelding quarter horse I’ve had since I was sixteen and runs all
my races with me. We’ve spent hundreds of hours practicing together, and I
trust him with my life.
Now at nineteen, I may not have a social or dating life, but I have
Ranger.
I love dressing up in all pink for these events, and even though he’s a
male, he’s decorated the same. It gives our duo some personality flair.
Sparkly pink cowboy hat, pink cowboy boots under my jeans, and a bright
pink collared button-up shirt that matches his pink saddle pad, breast collar,
leg wraps, and bridle set. He’s my boy who wears pink with pride.
“Good luck,” Easton says when I exit the waiting pen.
“We don’t need it, but thanks!” I wave as I guide Ranger toward the
alleyway where the music and cheering grow louder.
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