Romance: Teen Romance: Game On (A Nerd and a Bad Boy Romance) (New Adult High School Sports Romance) by Stella White Read Free Book Online Page A

balanced myself fearing that I may fall off while Maggie slung herself into the horse next to me like an old professional. 
    “I used to ride all the time as a kid, so this is just like when I was growing up.  Hey John,” she waved at him, “fancy a race?”
    He hopped into the saddle of the black horse and smiled. 
    “I reckon it wouldn’t be much of a race, Maggie.  Horace here is the fastest horse in the stable and has been my best friend for quite some time.  I don’t think you’d be able to keep up.”
    “It’s no fun if it’s a sure thing, John.  Let’s see if you can catch me.”  Maggie spurred her horse onward.
    John followed, throwing his horse to a gallop and giving chase.  The look of happiness on his face was palpable. 
    I tried to follow suit, but I couldn’t even tell how to get the beast I rode to move more than an inch.  And, after a moment passed, I climbed out of the saddle. 
    “Don’t worry about it,” said the stable hand, “there’s plenty more time for riding.  I could lead you back to the house if you’d like to ride now.”
    “It’s alright, I would just like to keep my feet on the ground for a while and get adjusted.”  I said.
    A car was parked nearby with a driver waiting.  I couldn’t even see John and Maggie anymore.  I sighed deeply and nestled into the back seat.  After a few minutes of driving I managed to spy a house.  Even from a mile away it looked massive and somewhat intimidating but at the same time it felt inviting. 
    The four story mansion hovered above the flat plain.  The wood exterior looked weathered and rustic as though the house were a bit older.  Off to the west I could see the stables where a few horses grazed nearby.  In front of the large double doors that marked the entrance stood another man, dressed in jeans and flannel button-up he stood patiently waiting for the car to stop. 
    “Welcome to the Harris family mansion.” He said, opening the door.
    He took my bags from the trunk of the vehicle and carried them as he led me inside. 
    “This house was built in the late 50’s for Mr. Edward Harris and Mrs. Betty Harris upon the arrival of their first son, John.  They’ve since moved to a different house but John maintains the grounds and the family business.”
    We continued on past the dining hall.
    “As you can see the house has regularly been updated , we have our own generators and are completely energy independent.”
    We began to climb the staircase the hooked around the back of the entry hall.
    “John runs the family business, Harris Enterprises.  A fortune 500 company specializing in many things, including: alternative energy, farming, housing, banking, private investment and imports and exports.  You name a business, and the Harris family probably owns a stake in it.”
    I could feel myself shake a bit at the knees as he continued talking.  It seemed so surreal that I would meet someone like John and in a grocery store no less.
    I snapped out of my thoughts as I was led into the room I’d be staying in.  The room itself was easily larger than my entire apartment.  Oak beams streaked across the ceiling and the balcony looked out upon the yard in the back. 
    “If you don’t mind I’ll take my leave.” he said before promptly exiting, leaving me alone in the palatial room. 
    I gazed off the balcony and took it all in.  The ocean of grass and dirt felt lonely but in that loneliness I could feel that same sense of serenity I felt when looking out at the ocean.  I was starting to understand how he felt about his home.
    I heard a ruckus downstairs, Maggie and John had arrived from their ride.  I tossed my luggage on my bed and left to join them. 
     
    5.
    “Your house is amazing, John.” Maggie said, “I wouldn’t mind coming back for another visit sometime in the future?”
    “Well, it’s my best kept secret.” He replied.
    “I can see that.” She said.
    “You should see the rooms,” I chimed in