by Mary Winter
She stopped and glanced down at him, shocked. “Um, sure. Thanks. It’s Bryan, right?”
That she’d remembered him made him happy, because he sure hadn’t forgotten her. “Yeah. I’m here with my sister.” He moved to the horse’s head, who thankfully looked completely bored with the situation, and gently grabbed the reins.
Erin kicked her feet free of the stirrups and dismounted with a little bend in her knees to absorb the shock. She stepped closer to him and took the reins. “Thanks. Your sister and I help each other occasionally at the shows. I didn’t know you were into horses. Figured the job at the college took up all your time.”
“I don’t really know much about this actually,” he admitted. “But it’s important to Lindy, so I want to support her.” He fell into step beside her as she led her horse to the barn.
“That’s really nice of you.” She didn’t say anything else until she reached her stall a few down from Lindy and Pokey.
His sister gave him a look and a thumbs up.
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Trainable
Trisha was excited that her boyfriend wanted to learn how to ride horses and share in her sport. When he fell off a month before regionals, everything changed. Now, Trisha needs to decide if she's okay pursuing her equestrian passion solo, and let her work at 2 Hearts Rescue South be fulfilling, or if she needs a partner who loves riding as much as she does.
Jacob thought they were doing okay, each pursuing their own sport. He's a gymnast, one with an Olympic hope. But once he gets a taste of riding, he knows he wants more. The question is to balance his professional aspirations with his personal one, and make sure that Trisha knows, she's the woman he wants--forever. No training required.
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Excerpt
By the time she reached him Jacob was on his feet, brushing dust off the backside of his jeans. “Just my pride. I don’t get how you do it. You make it look so easy.”
“Years of practice. You sure you’re okay?” She eyed the way he stood with his weight shifted, wondering if he’d twisted an ankle or something.
“Just fine.” He shifted his weight as if to prove a point. “Might have a couple of bruises, but honestly, Trisha, I’ve gotten worse in the gym.”
“Okay. If you’re sure then. Let’s let this old girl get some rest and we’ll try again later.”
He nodded, helping her put Sadie in the cross-ties, untacking her, and then turning her back out to pasture, where she promptly rolled, then meandered off to eat from the round bale of hay. He remained quiet while they put everything away in the tack room and washed up in the bathroom. “Ready to go home?” she asked.
He nodded.
“Hey.” She reached for his hand and tangled those fingers together. Lifting his hand, she brushed a kiss across the back of his knuckles. Those hands were so talented, wrung so much pleasure from her body. She hated seeing him down in the dumps like this. “It’s okay. Everyone falls. I took a tumble last week. It happens.”
“I suppose so. I just thought since I did other sports…” He dropped her hand. “I’ll get over it. Don’t worry, and I’m sure some burgers from Fantastic Fred’s will help.” He kissed her cheek.
There was the boyfriend she loved, almost as much as she loved the food at Fantastic Fred’s Burgers, a restaurant close to campus. “Sounds great.”
They grabbed take out on the way back to their apartment and ate in silence. The crumpled wrappers were thrown away and coffee table cleaned up, when Trisha grabbed Jacob’s hand and pulled him to his feet. “Why don’t we check out those bruises? I want to make sure you’re not hurt more than you say you are.” Plus, she wanted an excuse to get her boyfriend naked.
They walked down the short hall to their bedroom. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it into the hamper. Trisha made a show of walking around him, checking him out for bruises. In truth, she was loving admiring his lean, muscled torso, the defined abs and obliques, the way his back was muscled. When she finished circling him and stood before him, she gestured to his pants. “I don’t see anything.”
Jacob grinned. “And you’re going to see anything either. I’ve already checked, but if you want me to drop my pants?”
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