Chapter 2

“I’ll try to get a good picture for you,” she offered. “Thank you so much for your help.”

He beamed an answering smile before he loped off toward the opposite end of the chutes.

Although it took a full five minutes for her pulse rate to drop to normal, by the time the first of the bareback riders was announced, Kim was ready to go. She settled in a perch astride the top rail, her Nikon hanging around her neck and the camcorder aimed in on the gate. For the next twenty minutes she stayed busy, shooting as fast as she could. She usually got at least a few frames of every cowboy. Those with whom she had contracts to record their rides got more time.