Rodeo Hearts

Chapter 32

Rodeo Hearts has reached 6k reads! I'm so thankful to have amazing readers like you all. I have something to share with you guys. I've almost finished writing the book. The Epilogue is the only thing I have left to write. I should be finished with it sometime this week and in the meantime I'll upload the remaining chapters tomorrow. This part of writing is always bittersweet. I'm unsure of what I'll write next, but before I start writing anything new, I'll be editing this book like crazy. This book has been ongoing since 2014 and It's so satisfying to be so close to finishing. Thank you once again for sticking with me through these past couple years. I hope you have enjoyed my book thus far and I hope that you enjoy these last few chapters.

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Aurora's POV

"Come on, I'll drive you to where you're staying." Blake said.

"What about you're vehicle?" I asked sniffling.

"I'll get someone to pick me up and then bring me back here to get it. Now, which way is your vehicle?" He asked looking around.

"It's that truck right down there." I pointed down the street to where my truck was parked.

I felt numb. In that moment, I felt as though there was no one out there for me. I think that my original thoughts on my future were going to come true. I'm going to be an old lonely cat lady with a hundred cats.

Blake asked me for my keys which I reached for him without a word. He helped me in the truck before walking over to the driver's side and got in. He started up the truck, then glanced in my direction.

"Buckle up." Blake said, snapping his own seat belt into place.

I did as he said.

"Where are you staying?" Blake asked me.

"Freedom Ranch. Do you know where it's at?" I asked wiping my eyes.

"Yeah. Do you want something to drink or anything before I take you home?" Blake asked concerned.

"No, I'm fine. Thank you for asking." I said, giving him a small smile.

He nodded his head and pulled out of the parallel parking spot. I watched as Blake steered us through the traffic. I could tell he was thinking about something by the way he was biting the corner of his mouth. I watched him. There was just something about him, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

His hands were gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles were turning white. I could also tell he was mad at Brayden-it didn't take a genius to figure that part out. My eyes followed the bulging veins that ran up his arms. I could tell he worked out a lot by the look of his biceps that disappeared under the black V-neck he wore.

I looked at him as if all his secrets would make themselves known. His dark brown hair was shaved around the sides and longer on top. It was slick and combed back to give him a bad boy kind of look. My eyes moved down to his chiseled jaw line and the light stubble that covered it. Good looks definitely run in his family. He had the same eyes as Brayden and the rest of the family.

"If I didn't know better, I'd say you were checking me out." Blake smirked.

"Of course not. You're not that good looking." I scoffed.

"I beg to differ-I'm a very handsome man." Blake glanced in my direction before looking back to the road with a smirk on his face.

"Sure, keep telling yourself that." I told him before looking out the window.

The sun was slipping down behind the mountains. The light was going with it-and in it's place was the dark.

"Can I ask you a question?" Blake asked.