knew Tanner had set up a stall for his horse Trigger and one for Rosie. He knew I had taken a liking to her. But I also knew they were both turned out in the smaller pasture that was set off to the side from the lake. Tanner and Ty had fenced it in after Tanner bought the lake house and two-hundred acres from his folks.
I had gone over it in my mind a thousand times. I could buy that land from the Peterson’s and that would put my own investment in, but I knew deep within in my heart that I would have a long future with Tanner. I couldn’t explain how I knew it or why it felt so different, but I knew this relationship with Tanner was it. He was my future. Yet, I still wanted to have something that was mine. As much as I loved Tanner, I didn’t need him to rush in on a white horse to save me. Tanner himself told me that he’d always wanted the lake house—and Kaylee and Lincoln had talked to Ty and Brock and confirmed it. Yet, I couldn’t bring myself to jump on board with his plan. Maybe someday, when we were engaged, it would feel different. Right now, it simply felt like Tanner was handing me my dream. I loved him for that, but I needed to work it out for myself.
After we wrapped ourselves up in jackets, gloves, and hats, we made our way to the barn. A light snow was falling, dusting the ground just enough to take my breath away once more. Something about a fresh snowfall on the rolling hills and mountainsides made me feel so at peace.
When we walked into the barn, I stopped at the sight of a horse in a stall. He was a chestnut thoroughbred and he looked very malnourished. “What happened?” I asked as I rushed over to him.
“Someone my mother knows from the Hamilton SPCA called her yesterday and said they had a rescue horse they needed to find a permanent home for,” Tanner said with a nonchalant shrug. “The owner had been given the horse in hopes of training him to race. He hit some hard times and thought maybe he could hold onto the horse, but realized he needed to give him up. They asked if she was interested in taking him on. She told them she knew of someone who would be starting a new training business, but who was also interested in rescue horses.”
I placed my hand out for the beautiful chestnut to smell before I gently rubbed down the side of his face. He let out a sad nicker. I softly rubbed his neck. He looked like he had been left to starve, and that broke my heart.
“I know you’re not ready to start training yet or take on rescues, but my mother thought it would be good for both of you to help each other out,” Tanner said.
With a smile, I unlatched the stall door and slipped inside. The gelding looked down at me, and when his eyes met mine, I felt the instant connection. “Hey there, beautiful. You’re safe now. We’re going to take care of you.”
Tanner watched as I cooed to the horse. “I was thinking this spring we could make a corral off the side of the barn to do some rope work with him. I don’t think he’s trained at all.”
I nodded and ran my hand over his back. “I’d like to talk to your mom about what she thinks is the best approach feed-wise.”
“She’d love that,” Tanner said as he joined me in the stall. “He seems to like you. He’s a sweet boy, and didn’t give Chance any issues when he picked him up from the Hamilton SPCA. As a matter of fact, Chance said the horse almost knew he was there to take him out of that place.”
“Chance brought him here?”
“Yeah. I gave him a call and asked if he’d be interested in picking him up for me. He was more than happy to do it.”
I smiled and focused back on the horse. This was my first recuse horse, and how fitting that he was here in Tanner’s barn and that we were doing it together.
My heart skipped a beat as I turned and looked at Tanner. He slowly ran his hand down the gelding’s leg, and then lifted it to examine his shoe.
In a sudden rush of realization, I took a few