Galloping Hearts (Contemporary Cowboy Romance) (Texas Heat series: Book 2, Mitchell and Moira's story) Read Online Free

Galloping Hearts (Contemporary Cowboy Romance) (Texas Heat series: Book 2, Mitchell and Moira's story)
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thing for you.”
    Mitch would’ve been jealous if he hadn’t seen the embarrassment in her eyes as she blushed. She looked at him as she answered Billy.
    “The answer is the same now as it was when he asked me to your senior prom. I don’t have a thing for him. I won’t lead him on, either. So, expect to buy me a pitcher or two tonight.”
    He felt his shoulders relax as Billy laughed.
    Billy looked over at him mischievously. “Maybe Mitch here can buy your drinks, then. I mean, you guys can make friends because you go to the same school anyway.”
    Shit, as much as he wanted to buy her drinks, he had twenty dollars to his name until they were paid on Friday. He held up his hands in submission.
    “Man, I told you. I’m broke until payday. School just got out, I’m sure your sister understands that sentiment.”
    He watched as Moira smiled. “I do. Don’t pay him any mind. He’s just being rude because he knows that I’ll end up beating him at pool too. Then, we’ll finish up the night with me squaring up our tab because I won all his money.”
    Mitch smiled as he watched Billy hold his hands mockingly over his heart as though wounded.
    “Moira, I already told you… that was an off night and I was drunk.”
    She threw her head back. He loved the way the tree leaves cast shadows over her face. The ranch suited her, as did her tree.
    She shook her head. “You just suck at pool.”
    He shrugged. “True. Whatever. I’ve gotten better since then and what do you say to a rematch tonight. Are you in?”
    She nodded. “Sure. Let me get a little down time for Misty out here. I should be finished by dinner. Once everything is done, we can head out. I’m sure tomorrow Daddy plans to work us to the bone. Even if he doesn’t, Andrew will. I know the only reason I had an easy day today was because of Daddy.”
    Billy rolled his eyes. “Yeah, because you’re the baby. Heaven forbid the sweet, little Moira break a nail!”
    She laughed. “Please. You’re just jealous because you were robbed of the role that should’ve been yours.”
Mitch watched the interaction between the siblings. He wondered what it would’ve been like to grow up in a stable home with brother and sisters who knew you. In the system, you were moved every six months or so. Made it hard to develop any real bonds and, as far as he knew, he didn’t have any siblings. He’d been taken from his mother when he was four and didn’t really remember her, much less any brothers or sisters.
    Finally, he and Billy headed to the truck, leaving Moira to herself and drawing. When they were in the truck, Billy looked at him.
    “Sorry if that made you uncomfortable out there. I forgot you said last night that you couldn’t afford to go out again until you were paid.”
    He shrugged. “No biggie, Billy. I know it wasn’t intentional. It’s how it is. Feast and famine.”
    The guy laughed. “Let me make it up to you, Mitch. I’ll buy you a pitcher. Plus, the way you were looking at my sister, I should be able to take most of the pitcher from you without you realizing.”
    He laughed too. “How about this? I go out with you guys tonight, you put a pitcher on my tab until Friday. The real way to make it up to me will be letting me talk to your sister without getting all protective older brother.”
    They both laughed but Billy nodded. “Sure thing. I can tell you this, though. You hurt her and there are other older brothers and a daddy you should be more worried about. I saw her in high school. I know she can handle herself. They didn’t. They still think she’s way weaker than she is.”
    He laughed. “What do you mean?”
    Billy grinned. “Well, let me tell you a nice little story about Moira. She appears sweet… and she is as long as you don’t cross her. She’s a force to be reckoned with when you do. One time in her junior year, I was a senior, being just over a year older than her, and we happened to have lunch together. I was sitting with
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