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“She’s not even dating anyone. She’s not going to be getting married anytime soon. So no, I’m not really worried about it.”
“Okay, dude.” Chet rolled his eyes and looked at me. “Absolutely fucking clueless.”
“Clueless about what?” Wyatt started to get angry.
“You don’t think Sadie’s hot, bro?”
“Sadie?” Wyatt made a face. “Oh my gosh. Are you joking? She’s Sadie.”
“Chet, leave it.” I laughed. “He’s an idiot. Anyway, I’m going to check out the stables and make sure everything’s okay, and then I’m going to head to bed as well. I’ll see you guys tomorrow.”
“Sounds good.”
We parted ways and I walked to the kitchen so that I could get a beer. I thought about going to Olivia’s room, but I wasn’t sure if she was in bed. I’d also tried calling her once we’d figured everything out, but she hadn’t answered my calls either. Granted, I hadn’t started calling until ten p.m., so maybe she was already asleep. I decided to go check out the stables and then drop by Olivia’s room. But then I realized it was already late. I’d go to Olivia’s room first.
I walked quietly down the corridor, not wanting anyone to know what I was up to, even though Austin and Lucy already seemed to know everything. And if Austin and Lucy knew it, then I was pretty sure everyone else in the house knew that we’d hooked up. Aside from my dad and his health issues, there were no secrets in the Hamilton family.
I knocked gently on Olivia’s bedroom door. There was no answer. I knocked a little bit harder, but still no response. I turned the door handle and peeked in to see if she was sleeping, but the bed was empty. I frowned as I walked into the bedroom and looked around. She wasn’t in here. And the door to her bathroom was open. Where the heck could she be?
I walked back out of the bedroom and down the corridor feeling flummoxed. I wanted to ask Lucy where she was, but I knew Austin would kill me if I went into their bedroom. They were either making love or sleeping. Either way, they wouldn’t be happy if I interrupted.
I sighed and walked back outside. There was a light on in the stables, and I frowned. There should be no lights on in the stables. It was always dark after hours. I grabbed one of my guns and headed toward the stable. Hopefully, there wasn’t going to be more trouble today.
“Who’s there?” I said as I reached the stable entrance. I saw someone on a horse walking toward me. “Olivia?” I was surprised to see her sitting on a new mare who wasn’t yet broken in.
“What are you doing?” I said, concerned. This horse was far too powerful for a new rider like Olivia.
“I’m going for a ride,” she said. “What are you doing? How come you’re back already?”
“Um, because everything’s done.”
“Oh, so you got some and then left another woman by herself?” she snapped.
“What are you talking about?”
“Is that your MO, Beau Hamilton? Do you find a woman, fuck her, and then leave?”
“What?” My jaw dropped. “What are you talking about?”
“Whatever. I’m going.”
“Olivia, wait!”
But she kicked the horse in the flanks and went galloping past me. Fuck. I couldn’t believe it. She wasn’t listening to me. I quickly went around to one of the stalls and grabbed another mare and jumped on.
“Come on, Maisy. Let’s go,” I said, kicking the horse into a gallop.
I felt sick to my stomach when I heard Olivia’s screams in the distance. I was pretty sure that her horse had probably gone too fast and she’d fallen. There was no way she’d know how to hang on, because this horse also liked to buck and rear. She was a good horse with a lot of potential, but she was still in training.
What the hell was Olivia thinking? I couldn’t believe she’d decided to go riding in the middle of the night by herself. I found her a moment later. She was on the ground, crying, her horse standing a few yards away.
I jumped off Maisy and rushed over to her. “Are you okay? Where does it hurt? Tell me where hurts.”
“Ah, everything hurts,” she said, rubbing her leg. “Oh my gosh. Why? Why did it do that to me?”
“Because you went on a pretty much unbroken horse. What were you doing? I was trying to tell you to stop.”
“I thought you were just telling me to stop, not that the horse was faulty.”
