A Gentleman's Wager
“COME on!’ Bella twisted in the saddle to peer at the distant figure of her groom. Only the low boundary wall and the brook stood between her and victory. She took them at a charge, and cleared them in two easy bounds.
By the old mill pond, she reined in her mare and slipped from the saddle to land among the reeds. Although it was early September, the day was sticky and sweet like honey, drowned with an oppressive heat that made everything damp. It was far too hot to be racing. Her pulse pounded in her head after the short gallop, so that she almost felt that she’d rather be at home, sipping iced tea on the lawn and eating strawberries. But that meant entertaining her neighbours, smiling at their conversation and pretending she cared about their petty gossip.
Bella pulled off her hat and used it to shield her eyes while she waited.
Mark cleared the wall, then slowed his mount to wade the shallow copper-tinted water. He stopped a few feet from her.
‘Where were you?’ she asked.
Mark’s th...ighs flexed as he dismounted, pulling his homespun breeches tight across his muscular rear.MoreLess
By the old mill pond, she reined in her mare and slipped from the saddle to land among the reeds. Although it was early September, the day was sticky and sweet like honey, drowned with an oppressive heat that made everything damp. It was far too hot to be racing. Her pulse pounded in her head after the short gallop, so that she almost felt that she’d rather be at home, sipping iced tea on the lawn and eating strawberries. But that meant entertaining her neighbours, smiling at their conversation and pretending she cared about their petty gossip.
Bella pulled off her hat and used it to shield her eyes while she waited.
Mark cleared the wall, then slowed his mount to wade the shallow copper-tinted water. He stopped a few feet from her.
‘Where were you?’ she asked.
Mark’s th...ighs flexed as he dismounted, pulling his homespun breeches tight across his muscular rear.MoreLess
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