Come Share My Love - By Carrie Macon Page 0,40
another but we can’t do that, baby, if you object to everything I suggest.”
“That’s not what I’m doing.”
“That is exactly what you’re doing.” He released her and began counting off things with his fingers. He did that a lot. “You didn’t want to spend time together in Jamaica, you argue at every turn, you ignore my calls for weeks then you’re upset when I don’t return your calls, this morning you didn’t want to sit in the front with me. If Felt and Ess hadn’t been already comfortably seated in the back you would have had poor Felt ride up front. Now tell me I’m wrong.”
He knew her so well. That was definitely her plan.
“You play around with me, get me hot and bothered and you pull away. And now you’re out her walking on this beautiful day when you could be riding with me and you say no like I’m some kind of disease.” She turned towards him furious. “And you insult my horse. You say you’re not afraid to be alone with me but you still won’t ride. I gotta tell you Shyla this really isn’t looking good for you. I mean, damn woman, what do you find wrong with me? Or riding with me?”
In the midst of his ranting something occurred to him. “Unless,” he looked at her as her eyes grew bigger. Had he figured out her little secret? He began to laugh.
“What’s so damn funny?” she demanded.
“Don’t tell me you’ve never rode a horse before.” She looked away.
“Is that it?”
Her eyes were misty but she didn’t answer, she didn’t need to. Her eyes told on her.
“That’s it.” He nearly choked out, “I’m sorry, baby. That wasn’t funny. I’m just surprised.” He reached for her; she pulled away.
“Not everyone knows how to ride a horse.” She picked up her shoes and walked off.
“Shyla wait. I was just joking with you.” She continued to walk.
Zackary tied his horse to the nearest tree and ran after her.
“Shyla, please wait.” She continued on, but he jumped in her path. She tried to move around him either way but he wasn’t allowing it.
“Will you please move out of my way?”
“No. Let me talk to you.”
“You’ve talked enough,” she said through gritted teeth. “Now move, damn you, or I promise I’ll scream and have everyone in ear shot running to my aide.”
“I don’t care, scream, but listen. I said I was sorry. We can ride Fluoride and I promise to go slow or we can use a smaller horse.”
“I don’t want to ride on your horse with you or without you. I don’t want a smaller horse,” she screamed. “I don’t even want to be here with you.” She threw her hand over her mouth regretting each word. It was a lie that slipped out. “Zack. I didn’t mean-”
He held up his hand stopping her next lie. He was genuinely hurt. “You could have said that yesterday before riding all the way up here with me.”
“I didn’t mean what I said.” She walked towards him but his dark gaze made her flinch. “It’s just that…”
“Just what?”
She shook her head. “Nothing,” she sounded sorry. She hadn’t meant to hurt him, but she had. “Nothing,” she repeated.
“You know what Shyla you are a very beautiful and desirable woman but you’re also a stubborn assed woman. You want everything to work out for you but you’re not willing to compromise for the sake of others. No wonder you don’t have a man.”
She couldn’t keep the hurt out of her voice. “And you’re an ass. I don’t have a man because of big stupid jerks like you.” When she stormed off he didn’t try to stop her.
“That went well.” Taking up with her would be harder than he anticipated. “What now?” he asked himself.
“So what’s going on with you and my wife’s cousin?”
“Nothing worth talking about.” He was brushing his horse down in the corral.
Felton knew something had happened. Zackary was a talker and his favorite subject was Shyla.
“Last night the two of you had started making progress. Or was that a figment of my imagination?”
“We did, and today we set the women’s movement back fifty more years, so to speak.”
“You’re exaggerating. You have to be.” He gave Felton a soured look. “I still think she has a serious thing for you. Before, she just dismissed you. Now she dismisses you with feeling,” he chuckled.
Zackary stopped brushing Fluoride. “This really isn’t a laughing matter man. She’s been toying with me, making me feel things. I