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“It’s not us I’m worried about,” he said. “It’s the cattle.”
“Oh.” She blinked, feeling a little sheepish. Cows had never crossed her mind, but apparently, even if virginal little Becky Cargill was naked, a man’s thoughts didn’t stay on her. Hopefully, he hadn’t noticed that she’d been about to kiss him. “What—um, what do cows do when it’s this cold?”
“The foreman knew this weather was coming. He probably got a good portion into the calving sheds. The rest would’ve been driven into one of the pastures that has a deep gully. The cattle huddle in there to get out of the wind and basically do what we’re doing.”
“Nice to know I don’t have the common sense of a cow. I drove into a wide-open space. I was so stupid. It would have served me right if—”
His finger pressed her lips, cutting her off. “Don’t say that. Ever. Do you hear me?”
She was so surprised at his ferocity, she couldn’t even nod. She just stared at him, his face a shadow in the night.
“You got yourself out of the wind as much as possible. You built yourself a shelter. You stayed alive. Give yourself some credit, Rebecca. You’ve got common sense and you must have a giant heap of willpower, because you were still alive when I found you. Thank you for staying alive until I could get there.”
He moved his finger away from her lips only to cup her head in his hand. He angled her so he could kiss her, not so softly this time.
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