“That’s Kelly, she’s very competitive and very physical. I think most women like her are gay.” Giving a gossipy look, I ask, “Sean’s into her?”
“I don’t think Sean has the patience to deal with normal women. Kelly’s perfect, she’s like hanging out with a guy, except at the end of the night, he can screw her.”
“Amanda, that’s the best description of Kelly ever. I’m going to have to tell her that.”
Amanda looks at me aghast. “No way, don’t repeat what I just said!”
Rolling my eyes, I say, “Kelly’s cool, she’ll like you better for saying that.” I pick up my bag. “Come on, grab your bag. I bet the guys are waiting outside.”
Austin and Kevin are waiting for us. Before anything gets weird, I ask, “Has anyone heard from Zach?”
Kevin and Austin both give each other a look. Then Kevin says, “His project blew up over Thanksgiving weekend. He pulled a couple all-nighters and then flew to England.”
Austin then asks, “Didn’t he say anything to you?”
In an attempt to play it cool I just shrug, “Yeah, no details, just things went off the rails and he was flying to London, I haven’t heard from him since.”
Kevin frowns and shakes his head. “I don’t work with him. I guess we’ll find out more when he’s back in town.” Then he looks like he’s about to say something else, but reconsiders. Instead, he says, “You going to join us for breakfast?”
Smiling, I say, “sure.” The four of us head over to Crepevine.
Chapter 12 – Horse Back Riding
Once home I text Deborah. Then I wait until my sheets are dry, so I can make my bed before I head over to the arena. I’m glad I have something else to do; I don’t want to be the woman who waits around for some man to call. At the arena, the girls and horses are a lot of fun to work with; they keep my mind occupied.
At around three Nate texts. Got stuck in surgery, heading home now.
Even knowing he’s a doctor, it’s strange to think he cuts people open.
Juliette: I’m at the arena in Los Altos Hills working with horses. Meet me here when you’re ready. Then I give him my coordinates.
The ever vigilant Deborah asks who I’m texting when I should be watching the girls. Smiling, I tell her about my very new guy.
“Do I get to meet this guy?”
“You’ll be one of the first to meet him.”
Focusing in on the girls, I try not to think about Nate. At about four, he finally shows up, I’m just glad I had something to do. He is freshly washed and shaved, he looks real good in his sneakers, jeans, and fleece jacket. He has that clean cut Boy Scout look I remember from the first time we met.
Waving, with a big smile, I head over to the split rail fence Nate’s now leaning on. My stomach jumps as I get close. “Good timing, we were just about to head back to the stables.”
Looking down at me, his eyes deepen as he appraises me. Leaning his hand over the fence, he brushes my cheek with the tips of his fingers. Then reaches out and pulls me closer with his index finger under my chin, he leans in kissing my lips lightly. My entire body lights up. In the background, I can hear the teenage girls giggling.
Catching my breath, I pull my thoughts in place. “We have a choice, I can leave Deborah with two teenagers and six horses, or you can help us bring the horses back to the stables. Deborah will bring us back here to get our cars.”
He looks at the horses, “I’ve never ridden before.”
“Then we’ll give you an easy horse.”
Smiling, he looks at me for a couple beats. Finally, he says, “OK, sure, I’ll try it.”
Turning around, I yell over to Deborah, “Nate will help us take them back.”
“It’s going to get cold, let me see if Deborah has extra gloves and ear muffs.”
“I’ve got that in my car.”
“You are a Boy Scout; all prepared for cold weather.” I say appraisingly.
Chuckling, he heads back to his car. Running back to Deborah, we discuss which horse we should
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