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ring, he turned her again, and they walked across the ring.
"That's great. See how she responds to you?" Stone walked closer, smiling brightly up at
him, and Preston returned the grin, looking into those hair-shaded eyes, and he felt his body
respond in a big way. Damn, his face lit up when he smiled. "What you did was show her that
you were in control. Do that and she'll do what you want."
"Is it always that easy?"
Stone laughed, and Preston felt himself jerk in his pants as that fluttery feeling increased.
"God no! Belle's used to novices and has a great manner. With some horses, it's a constant battle,
but for advanced riders, the challenge is to build the trust and respect needed to work together."
"How are your legs feeling?" Joey's voice cut across the ring.
Preston turned toward him and pulled back on the reins, stopping Belle. "Good."
"Do they feel tight?"
He saw a smaller man carefully make his way toward Joey and saw him slide an arm around
the newcomer's waist. "A little, but in a good way."
"Okay. Another fifteen minutes should be enough for today," Joey said as Jasper joined the
two men near the rail, and Preston started Belle walking again. He noticed the men talking
whenever he passed by and sometimes wondered what they were talking about, but Stone kept
him occupied until the session ended, and then they helped him back in his chair.
"That was great." Preston said, smiling. "Thanks, Stone."
"You're welcome." Stone smiled back briefly and then walked away, leading Belle back
toward the barn.
"Preston." Jasper's voice brought his attention back to what was happening. "This is Joey's
partner, Robbie. Robbie Jameson, this is Preston Harding."
Robbie held out his hand and waited, his attention off somewhere else. "Pleased to meet
you."
Preston took the hand, and Robbie's face turned toward his. "Good to meet you too."
"Are you going to continue with the sessions?"
"I'd like to, if you have time available."
Joey and Jasper conferred and agreed that two half-hour sessions a week would be good to
start. They made the appointments and, after saying their good-byes, Preston wheeled himself
through the passage and out into the barn. He saw Stone working and stopped. "Thanks again,
Stone." The working man waved, and Preston continued on to the car.
"So I take it this session was better than the last," Jasper commented as he closed his door.
"Yeah." He sat quietly, thinking of a young man in a tight pair of blue jeans that hugged a
pair of legs and showed off the tightest butt he'd seen in a long time.
Jasper began to laugh. "See, I told you."
"What?" He grinned across at his friend.
"See, I told you that you just might meet someone with brains." Jasper put the car in gear.
"I believe you said someone with more than air between his ears," Preston clarified with a
chuckle.
"I believe I did, and if I'm not mistaken, that young man you couldn't take your eyes off of
the entire time you were here just proves my point."
"I was just paying attention during the therapy session." He crossed his arms across his
chest, his smile turning to a scowl.
"You should pay that kind of attention during our sessions." Preston saw Jasper's expression
as he drove, eyes gleaming with mischief. "You don't need to get all huffy--he was looking at
you the same way," Jasper teased, as they bounced over one of the country hills.
"No, he wasn't," Preston protested, but he couldn't help feeling a little flip of excitement at
the thought. "He was just doing his job."
Jasper looked over at him and then turned his attention to the road. "If you say so."
STONE heard voices in the house and rushed down the stairs, coming to a halt at the tables
that filled the living room. "Hey, Eli, can I help?"
"Sure, the folding chairs are in the basement at the base of the stairs."
He looked around the room. "Where's Adelle?"
Eli's eyes danced. "Fridays are her day off. After the first week, she pronounced that her job
didn't entail feeding every man under creation and most certainly didn't mean she should clean
up after them. We agreed, so for tonight we're on our own."
"Where is she?"
Eli shrugged. "Geoff gives her use of one of the cars for the day, but no one's had the guts to
ask her where she goes."
Stone hurried to the door and made his way into the dank area under the house, finding the
chairs right where Eli said they were. Grabbing two in each hand, he made his way up the stairs
and back into the living room. "Should I set these up?" Eli nodded and handed him a cloth. Stone
wiped off the chairs and set them around the table. "What's all this for anyway?"
"Tonight's Geoff's poker night." He placed bowls of chips on the tables. "From what I
understand, Len, Geoff's dad, and Geoff's father, Cliff, started the tradition years ago, and Geoff
has carried it on."
"Do you play too?"
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