We invited Gwen to come with us, but she suspiciously backed out at the last minute. I’m not sure if she just wasn’t feeling up to a group outing or if something else is going on. I plan to ask after we get back.
“In my thirty years of life, I never would have expected to be riding a horse, let alone enjoying it.” Gia laughs. She grew up in a small town but was never a country girl by any stretch of the imagination.
“I’m pretty sure the last time I rode a horse was at a kid’s birthday party when I was in elementary school. I didn’t care for it much back then, but now that I think about it, it had more to do with the girls attending the party than the horse.”
“I am so not ready to deal with the mean girl culture. Lauren’s so kind to everyone. It’s either going to make her the popular girl or a punching bag.”
“With you as a role model, I think she’ll be the girl people gravitate to when the others are being hateful.”
Gia blushes, a bashful smile quirking the side of her mouth. The woman can be a contradiction sometimes. She’s confidently bold and couldn’t care less what people think about her, but the second one of her friends compliments her, she gets all squirmy. It’s one of my favorite things about her.
“I hope you’re right. Otherwise, I might tell her to punch a bitch, and we both know that is the least helpful advice.”
I cough out a surprised laugh. “That’s probably the worst advice to give an eight-year-old.”
Gia shrugs, unrepentant. “Tell me what’s going on with you and Knox. Have you”—she glances around to see if the kids are nearby and spots Finn and Leah right behind us, so she lowers her voice—“done the nasty yet?”
“Gia,” I admonish.
“What? I’m determined to get you laid. I also am dying to know if that man is packing the big dick energy he exudes.”
I giggle like a little girl, my face the shade of a tomato.
“Oh, he so is!” Gia crows. “I knew it. Does he know how to use it?”
With my face flaming, I nod. A quiet squeal has me shushing her. “Stop that. I do not need anyone knowing what we’re talking about.”
“But he was good to you?” She looks at me seriously. They don’t know all the dirty details of my history, but Gia and Gwen know that my sexual past was not the best.
“Very good.”
She groans. “I want to know aaaaall of the details, but this is not the place for that.”
“I’m not even sure I could get them out of my mouth.”
“Oh, that won’t be a problem.” Gia grins. “Give us a margarita night, and I’ll have you spilling everything.”
We descend into giggles like high school girls, gossiping about boys. I find myself dying to share what I know about Knox’saccessorieswith Gia. I have no doubt she’ll appreciate the information, and it’ll shock the heck out of her.
I can’t wait to see her expression.
CHAPTER 34
Knox
Farrah drops her head back in laughter at whatever Gia just told her. It makes me grin and simultaneously curious to know what made her laugh like that.
Gia is a character, so I’m sure it was something outlandish.
Grayson rides up next to me. After lunch, London requested to ride with Emmett’s ten-year-old daughter, Emma. While London is fully capable of riding on her own, she fell off last summer when something spooked her horse. Luckily, Grayson was there to catch her, so she didn’t get hurt, but she’s still a little skittish about getting back on by herself. Since we had plenty of people she could ride with, she was all for sharing this weekend.
Gray doesn’t say anything while we ride, which usually means he wants to talk about something.
I break the silence. “You wanna tell me what that was about with the whole bad dad thing?”
He exhales a long breath. “I went on a date.”
I’m not seeing the connection, but sometimes Gray’s brain works in odd ways, so I don’t ask him to clarify. It’ll make sense eventually.
