Across the way, vehicles entered the public parking area in a steady stream. Doors opened and slammed shut and fans converged on the main entrance in their haste to purchase the best seats for the afternoon’s event — Bring the Fury Professional Bull Riding. From the holding pens behind the arena, bulls grunted and bellowed and battled their pen-mates for the best territory.

It was the same at every arena, regardless of the town or city. Rim County, however, remained Kenna’s favorite. This was where she’d learned to ride and competed in horse shows and where she’d discovered her passion for trick riding. Hoof Feats, her performance team and Kenna’s brainchild, had come to life on these very grounds.

“Need any help?"

At the sound of a familiar voice, Kenna whirled to see Channing Pearce approaching. She’d been expecting to run into him sooner or later; he was the arena owner son and the reason she was boarding her horses at Rim Country. Being prepared didn’t prevent tiny sparks of awareness from exploding at the sight of his confident stride and twinkling baby blues.

Understandable, she supposed. He’d been her first kiss, and a girl didn’t forget those things.