It was while he was staring at Big Ugly Critter that the drunk ex-boyfriend had walked up. It was impossible not to overhear their conversation, but he reminded himself not to get involved. And he wouldn’t have, at least until the huge brute had grabbed her. By then, it was obvious she didn’t want anything to do with him, and when he heard the blonde’s anger give way to fear, Luke found himself pushing away from the railing. He knew his decision would probably backfire on him, but as he stepped toward the two of them, he thought again of the way she’d looked earlier, and he knew he didn’t have a choice.
Luke watched as the drunk ex-boyfriend stalked off, and he turned to thank his fellow riders for coming over. One by one they drifted away, leaving Luke and Sophia alone.
Above them, the stars had multiplied in the ebony sky. In the barn, the band finished one song and eased into another, an older classic by Garth Brooks. With a deep sigh, Sophia let her arms fall to her sides, the autumn breeze lifting her hair gently as she turned to face him.
“I’m sorry you were dragged into all this, but I want to thank you for what you did,” Sophia said, a little sheepish.
Closer now, Luke registered the unusual green color of her eyes and the soft precision of her speech, a sound that made him think of faraway places. For a moment, he found himself tongue-tied.
“I was glad to help,” he managed.
When he said nothing more, she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “He’s… not always as crazy as you probably imagine he is. We used to go out and he’s not too happy I broke up with him.”
“I figured,” Luke said.
“Did you… hear everything?” Her face was a mixture of embarrassment and fatigue.
“It was kind of hard not to.”
Her lips tightened. “That’s what I thought.”
“If it makes you feel any better, I promise to forget,” he offered.
She gave a genuine laugh, and he thought he heard relief in it. “I’m going to try my best to forget all about it, too,” she said. “I just wish…”
When she trailed off, Luke finished her thought for her. “It’s over and done, I’d guess. At least for tonight, anyway.”
She turned, taking her time as she examined the barn. “I sure hope so.”
Luke’s feet scraped at the ground, as if trying to unearth words in the dust. “I assume your friends are inside?”
Her gaze flickered over the figures milling around the barn doors and beyond. “A bunch of us are here,” she said. “I go to Wake Forest and my roommate at the sorority decided that what I really needed was a girls’ night out.”
“They’re probably wondering where you are.”
“I doubt it,” she said. “They’re having too much fun for that.”
From a tree bordering the corral came the sound of an owl calling from a low-hanging branch, and both of them turned at the sound.
“Do you want me to walk you back inside? In case there’s any trouble, I mean?”
She surprised him by shaking her head. “No. I think it’s best if I stay out here for a little longer. It’ll give Brian a chance to cool off.”
Only if he quits drinking, Luke thought. Let it go. It’s not your business, he reminded himself. “Would you rather be alone, then?”
A look of amusement flashed across her face. “Why? Am I boring you?”
“No,” he said, shaking his head. “Not at all. I just didn’t want —”
“I’m kidding.” She stepped to the railing and propped her elbows on the fence. She leaned forward and turned toward him, smiling. Hesitantly, Luke joined her at the railing.
In the distance, she took in the view, appreciating the gently rolling hills common to this part of the state. Luke studied her features silently, noting the small stud in her earlobe, trying to figure out what to say.
“What year are you in college?” he finally asked. He knew it was an inane question, but it was all he could come up with.
“I’m a senior.”
“That makes you… twenty-two?”
“Twenty-one.” She half turned in his direction. “And you?”
“Older than that.”
“Not by much, I’d guess. Did you go to college?”
“It wasn’t really my thing.” He shrugged.
“And you ride bulls for a living?”
“Sometimes,” he answered. “When I stay on, that is. But other times, I’m just a toy the bull gets to play with until I can get away.”