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“I will,” I assured him.
I didn’t watch Saxon head back out to finish whatever he had been doing before Trev arrived. Instead, I gave my full attention to Firefoot before he got annoyed. He was by far the easiest male to deal with I had ever met. All you had to do was feed him carrots and rub his neck.
After I finished with Firefoot, I glanced over at Empire. He was watching me with his head out of the stable. I wasn’t supposed to give him any snacks. He had a very strict dietary plan that Saxon handled himself. However, lately, he had been watching me with Firefoot. I walked over to him, keeping my distance, unsure of his demeanor.
“I’d give you a treat, too, but I can’t. You’re on a special diet,” I told him as he studied me. “I’m sure Saxon will be over soon with something for you.”
He was bigger than Firefoot, and there was intelligence in his eyes. Something about him made me feel as if he understood everything I said. Perhaps that was what made a horse a champion—his ability to understand humans.
“I’ve been told you don’t want to be touched. That’s why I don’t pet you like I do the others,” I explained to him.
“He’s not a dog,” a deep voice said, causing me to jump.
When I looked behind me, Blaise stood there, staring at me.
“I know that,” I managed to say calmly even though being around Blaise made me feel anxious.
He scowled at me. “He also does not require you to speak to him.”
Although he was speaking of his horse, it felt more like he was talking about himself. I straightened my shoulders as my own annoyance grew.
“I’ll remember that,” I assured him stiffly, then turned to walk away from this obnoxious, infuriating man.
“While you’re at it, stay away from my brother,” he added, and I stopped walking.
Anger began to slowly simmer underneath my skin, and I took a deep breath in order to calm my temper. It was rare I showed that emotion at all. But Blaise seemed to stir it to life with ease. I turned back to shoot him my own glare.
“Trev is my friend,” I said simply. Although I wanted to say more. Much more. Like tell him what a complete asshole he was and that I didn’t care one bit what his elitist ass told me to do.
Blaise narrowed his eyes as he stared at me. “Is he aware of that?”
Through clenched teeth, I replied, “Yes.”
Blaise let out a hard laugh then, which held no humor in it at all. “Somehow, I doubt that.”
My hands fisted at my sides. Had I ever hated anyone as much as I was beginning to hate this man? I couldn’t remember if I had. “You might have an issue with my not being from your world of wealth and privilege. However, Trev does not.”
Blaise smirked, as if what I had said was stupid. I imagined how good it would feel to throw the rest of the carrots in my pockets at his face. Maybe wipe that stupid, arrogant look off of it.
“You have no idea,” he said, then began to walk past me toward his horse.
I wasn’t in the mood to let this go. I should leave the stables and go to the house, but my stubbornness wasn’t going to let me. “What does that mean? I have no idea what Trev wants from me? Is that what you mean?” I asked him.
He paused for a moment, but he didn’t turn back to me. “No,” he replied, and I thought that was all he was going to say, but he glanced back at me over his shoulder. “I’m sure you know what he wants. You’ve not lived in his world of fairy tales. You don’t entertain thoughts of love.”
That was not what I had expected him to say. I stood there, speechless. What did Blaise Hughes know about me? As far as I knew, no one knew about the life I’d lived before now, except Melanie, and I doubted even she truly knew. She hadn’t seen our apartment. I hadn’t opened up to her about any of my past, and she hadn’t asked me.
“Lucky guess,” I replied.
Although I hadn’t meant it as a question, he answered with, “No.”
I opened my mouth to tell him he didn’t know me, but Saxon entered the stables and called out to Blaise in greeting. When he turned away from me to look at Saxon, I knew this conversation was over. I hoped it would be our last.
Twelve
This party might not have many people in attendance but it was already similar to the last party I’d been to here. I was the only female not topless. A girl I remembered from the last party was currently kissing Chanel while the guys watching cheered them on.
If they wanted the males’ attention, they had succeeded. Where Trev hadn’t paid much attention to all the bare breasts at the last party, he was completely captivated by two females making out. It didn’t bother me. I would have been surprised if he’d not wanted to watch.
