Mateo straightened up, a slow, challenging smirk spreading across his face. "The owner, huh? Then you better get used to the smell of hay and the fact that the horses don't care about your schedule."
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Mateo didn't say a word. He simply reached out, his calloused hand cupping her cheek before pulling her into a kiss that tasted like the wild, untamed spirit of the valley. For the first time in her life, Elena didn't have a plan—and she didn't want one. Mateo straightened up, a slow, challenging smirk spreading
"You're still going to sell it, aren't you?" Mateo asked, his voice low as they sat on the porch steps. Mateo didn't say a word
The voice was like gravel and honey. Elena looked up to see a man leaning against a fence post, his wide-brimmed hat casting a deep shadow over eyes the color of cured leather. This was Mateo, the foreman who had kept the ranch running on nothing but prayer and sweat for five years.