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“Who said I’m flirting with you?” He had a blank expression on his face now.
“You can’t just go around kissing me every time you see me.”
“I don’t go around kissing you every time I see you.”
“Do you go around kissing every woman when you see them?”
“No. Only special ones.” He said “special” in a weird tone, and I poked him in the chest. “You sure love touching me, don’t you, Lucy?” he grinned.
“No.” I press my lips together to stop myself from saying anything else. He started laughing at me. “Are we going to go riding or not?”
“Well, what’s the other option?”
“Huh?”
“What’s my other option? You said, ‘Are we going to go riding or not?’
“Austin Hamilton, I swear—”
“You sound just like my mom.” He laughed as he cut me off. “Come on. Let’s saddle up.”
“Okay.”
He walked to a stall at the end of the stable and grabbed some items. I had no idea what he was doing. “Do you have a riding helmet?” he asked.
“No,” I shook my head.
“Okay. You’ll need one just in case.”
“Okay.” I didn’t ask him just in case what. I wasn’t that dumb. He was worried I’d fall off the horse.
“We’ll have you you use a Western bridal as well and an English saddle.”
“Um, okay.” I had no idea what he was talking about.
“You’ve never been on a horse at all, have you?”
“No,” I looked down feeling super embarrassed. “Though I once road a donkey at a Christmas nativity fair. I played the Virgin Mary.”
“Did you really?” His lips twitched and I knew he wanted to say something else, which would have served me right. I’d walked right into a rude comment with that tidbit of information.
“We’ll ride down to the log cabin. It’s an easy ride and a great view,” he said. I guess he didn’t want to make me feel any more uncomfortable than I already did.
“Awesome. I didn’t know you guys have a log cabin.”
“We have a lot of different buildings on site, actually. We have 7,000 acres here. That’s kind of why dad and Beau are so busy right now.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. Some developers want to buy some of our land.” He frowned. “We won’t sell, but we are thinking about developing part of the land for a weekend spa or something like that.”
“Cool. You don’t seem happy about that, though.”
“It is what it is.” He shrugged. “We need more yearly revenue, but I like this being a private oasis for the family.” He looked me up and down. “And our guests, of course.”
“Do you consider me a guest or an interloper?” I half-joked.
“I don’t know yet.” His eyes bore into mine. He looked like he was thinking. “I haven’t made up my mind about you yet, Lucy.” He smiled. “Aside from the fact that you’re definitely a good kisser.”
