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“You’re an Amazon. New clothes, new attitude. You got this.”
“I’m not sure about that.”
He turned to leave, taking her hand with him.
“I’m sorry about your shirt, Ted.”
“I’m not.” He winked at her.
Mandy was confused by this reaction. The last time they’d kissed, he’d told her it wouldn’t happen again, that she was too inexperienced and he didn’t want to deal with that or hurting her.
“Ted, I don’t—”
He stopped on the stairs just below the one she stood on. Their eyes were level.
“I know, it’s confusing, so for now can we just go with that was amazing?” He leaned in and kissed her softly. “Later, we’ll both overanalyze it.”
“Okay,” she managed to whisper.
“Well, hey.” Jack was sitting on the edge of the Tea Total float, a large cup and saucer… again. But this time Mandy wasn’t going to be a tea bag. She would wear something that didn’t hide her body, if it killed her.
Jack was feeding Buzz a biscuit.
“I threw paint over him,” Mandy blurted out.
“You go, girl. I’ve been wanting to do that for years, but he’s bigger than me.” Jack smiled.
“Ha,” Mandy managed. She walked to where her paint brush was on the floor. Picking it up, she picked the bits of dirt out of it while Ted and Jack talked like nothing had just happened.
She was pretty sure she’d never be the same again. Her insides felt weird, kind of wobbly. Her head was all over the place, and she had the feeling that everything had changed, and yet nothing had.
Shooting Ted a look, she wondered how he could be so calm. At least Jack had given him a T-shirt. Okay, so it was stretched over all those lovely muscles, but at least he was wearing clothes.
Passion, Mandy was fast realizing, was a weird thing that made you feel different and act even stranger.
Ted was munching on a biscuit now, like he hadn’t just had his hands and mouth on her bare breasts. Mandy wished there was an instruction manual for this type of thing.
“So, you two are the only friends I have who don’t ride. Want some lessons?”
“No,” they answered simultaneously.
“We’ve tried that, it didn’t work, and I’m not doing it again,” Ted added.
“You first, Mandy.” Jack ignored him. “Change, remember, is a good thing, as evidenced by how hot you look in those shorts.” He pointed to her legs.
“And yet I still don’t want to ride a horse.”
“You scared of them?”
Ted stood silently listening to the conversation, happy, Mandy bet, that Jack was picking on her.
“Yes. They’re big and stomp on things and throw people off their backs.”
“Not my horses.” Jack looked insulted. “I’ll put you on a lead rein. You’ll be sweet.”
“What part of her no didn’t you understand?” Ted asked.
“I’ll go and saddle up Rae. You’ll love her, trust me.”
