Beach Ride (Show Jumping Dreams ~ Book 9) by Svendsen Claire

Author:Svendsen, Claire [Svendsen, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2014-08-03T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

“Wait up.”

William was running after me but I didn’t care. Everywhere I turned people had more money than I did. They lived in these big mansions with everything they’d ever dreamed of and they were so sure of themselves. I, on the other hand, didn’t have anything to offer anyone other than my bad attitude and my questionable ability to ride somewhat difficult horses.

“Just leave me alone,” I said. “Please.”

“I didn’t mean to offend you,” he said, catching up and walking alongside me. “I just wanted to show you my horse.”

“You ride too?” I said, turning to face him. “What, do you have some three million dollar Warmblood imported from Europe with bloodlines like royalty and a resume that includes jumping in the Olympics?”

William stood there looking at me while I spewed all my frustration out on him.

“No,” he said calmly. “That’s my sister’s deal not mine and you don’t have to be so mean.”

“I’m sorry.” We’d reached the road and I sunk to the ground, sitting on the curb with my knees tucked against my chest. “I don’t know why I do that. It’s not your fault it’s just…”

“You find me infuriating?” he suggested, sitting down beside me.

“Exactly.”

“It’s okay. You wouldn’t be the first. I have a smart mouth.”

“Me too,” I said.

We sat there in silence. I wasn’t sure why he made me so mad or why I even cared in the first place but I did.

“So what kind of horse do you have?” I asked sheepishly.

“Oh, so now you want to know?” He grinned.

“Yes.”

“Well his name is Blue, he’s a Quarter Horse not a Warmblood and he’s about a million years old. His favorite pastimes are standing in his stall sleeping and eating frozen grapes.”

“Are you telling me about him or putting his profile on a dating website?” I laughed.

“Fine.” He looked hurt but I could tell he was only pretending. “Why don’t you tell me about your precious little pony then?”

“Alright,” I said. “His name is Bluebird and I don’t know what breed he his but I think he’s probably a bunch all mixed together. He loves to jump and he’s really talented but he looks funny doing it because he throws his head in the air. He likes rolling in mud puddles and eating as many carrots as he possibly can. Oh and he also prefers to be outside rather than in his stall.”

“See,” William said. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

“No,” I said.

“So you want to see him?” He stood up and offered me his hand.

“Alright.” I said. “But I don’t need a hand, Prince William.”

“Don’t,” he groaned. “That’s what my mother calls me. I prefer Will.”

“That’s much better,” I said.

Mickey was out by the pool. She’d taken off her sandals and was sitting on the edge with her feet in the water.

“You managed to talk her into coming back then?” she said.

“It was a hard sell,” Will said. “But I got through in the end.”

“You guys are so mean,” I said.

“Come on.” Will pulled me towards the barn.

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