Page 86 of The Meeting
She did as he instructed and marveled at the difference it made.
“Any other tips?”
She all but groaned out loud at the thought of his manhood pressing into her back. His tip pressing into her back.
His warm breath tickled her ear as he spoke so close to her. “Take the reins, but keep some slack. If you pull too tight, it’ll give her mixed signals. Only do it if you want to stop.”
She took hold of them and both of his hands settled on her thighs.
“Pull the reins in the direction you want to go. That’s good.”
They did a circle, and Chase laughed.
“You’ll want to stop when you go that direction. If you keep pulling, she’ll just keep doing circles.”
Kailynn giggled. “What else?”
“Use your heels to tap her side to let her know you want to go. If you do it again, she’ll go into a gallop. It’s best that we stay walking right now until you’re more comfortable.”
She nodded. Galloping was low on her priority list.
“Okay.”
“You’ve got it. Now just follow this path and it’ll take us straight to my parents’ place.”
Kailynn nodded.
They rode in silence for a few minutes as Kailynn looked around them. Birds flew overhead and field after field laid out before them with the occasional tree patches. On a clear day like today, they could see miles. She suddenly understood why Montana was called Big Sky Country.
The path they were riding on was well used, and she suspected Derek and his parents used it frequently to go between each other’s places. A babbling creek nearby caught her ears, but she couldn’t see it.
“What’s going on?” Chase’s voice broke through the silence.
“What do you mean?” Kailynn asked. She was playing dumb. She knew he was bringing up the fact that she had been silent all morning and barely looked at him. But his comments had burned.
“Why am I in the doghouse?”
She giggled. “I’m impressed you picked up on that. Most men are oblivious or don’t care enough to ask.”
His hands slid up to her waist and wrapped around her from behind. He rested his head on her shoulder.
“I will always care enough to ask. So tell me what I did.”
She sighed. “I heard you and Derek talking about how you wouldn’t move back here if you were with me. Are you ashamed of me?”
He sat up and leaned to the side so he could see her face.
“No. Of course not. I could never be ashamed of you.”
“So why would you never want to bring me home with you?”
“That’s not what I meant. I don’t know that Iwouldwant to move back here. I’m a lawyer, and I enjoy the work I’m doing in California. There wouldn’t be much for me to do here. This is a small town and most disputes, or the very few that happen, are dealt with without legal counsel.”
“But you made it sound like it was because of me.”
“Sweetheart, that’s not what I meant.” He settled two fingers on the side of her face and turned her so she was looking at him. “There wouldn’t be much here for either of us. Yes, it would be nice to be around my family, but could you see yourself designing dresses in the middle of fields in rural Montana? It wouldn’t exactly be the greatest career move for you. You need a larger area.”
He had a point. It wouldn’t be the best decision, but if she made a name for herself, she could still design items and sell them off to be mass produced in department stores. It wasn’t like shehadto live in a large city. Modesto certainly wasn’t large.
