Before it even began…. But maybe that’s a good thing because the way she has me feeling is not okay.
I pull out onto the street and drive away deep in thought.
If only….
Dragging my hand through my hair, I feel an uneasiness run through my veins.
I’m completely rattled.
I need to sort my shit out, and fast.
I pull into the parking lot of the Monte Carlo polo club and see Theo getting out of his car and I pull in beside him.
He leans on his car as he waits for me. “Hurry up,” he mouths as he glances at his watch.
“Yeah, yeah.” I climb out and grab my bag from the trunk.
“How was your night?” he asks.
“Good.” I slam the trunk closed and glance over to see him smirking. “What?”
“Well….” He falls in to walk beside me.
“Well, what?” I look over to see my horse trailers parked, my six horses are being led out by my stable hands.
“You’ve got it that bad, huh?”
“Not in the least.”
“Don’t give me that fucking shit.” He follows me over to my trailer. “You have guards on her while you’re not even here and then they tell me that the minute you found out she was out last night you immediately flew home.”
“Hello.” I smile to Amber.
“Hello, Mr. Prescott. Ready for your game today, sir?”
“I am, thank you.” I pick up a brush and begin to brush Camelot, my horse.
“Well?” Theo puts his hands on his hips. “I’m waiting.”
Ugh…. He’s not going to go away until I answer his question.
“I was returning this morning anyway and…” I shrug, lost for words. “…I didn’t want her out by herself. She’s a….” I pause as I think of the right analogy. “Handful.”
He frowns as he thinks.
“Shouldn’t you be over with your horses, doing something useful?”
“Probably.”
“Hey,” a voice sounds from the left, we both glance up to see William, my brother, walking toward us.
“Hey.” I laugh in surprise and pull him into a hug. “What are you doing here?”
“I’m moving back.”
He hugs Theo. “Good to see you, man.”
“What?” I frown as I do the math. “Please…. Tell me you finally left her.”