after his performance in Glassonâs yesterday she wasnât about to let him off so easily. âWhat do you want, Ryan?â
He removed his battered Akubra and ran his hand through his hair. âIâve brought you something. A peace offering if you like.â
She shook her head. âThereâs no need. Iâm fine with the way things are. Honestly, I think we should just stay away from each other as much as possible. You made your position very clear yesterday. Thereâs really no need for us to go over the same old ground again and again.â
He looked down, seemingly addressing his next remark to his dirt-caked boots. âIâm sorry about that too. I had no right to speak to you the way I did yesterday. I behaved like an idiot.â He turned his head towards the front of the property. âI wanted to do something to make it up to you.â
She followed his gaze and saw two horses tied to the gatepost. âHorses? You brought me horses?â Surely this was some kind of joke?
âHorse, singular. The mare is for you, the geldingâs mine.â
âUm, thanks for the thought, Ryan, but I donât think the doorman in my building will approve of me taking a horse up in the elevator.â
âSheâs not to keep, smarty-pants. Sheâs for you to ride while youâre here. I know how much you love to ride and I figured you might not get the chance to do it in New York.â
âOhâ¦â Jo looked out at the beautiful bay mare, unsure of what to say. She had to admit it was a thoughtful gesture. Riding had been such a part of her life here, and Ryan was right, it was one of the things she badly missed when she was in New York. But if she accepted this offer she would be establishing a tie with Ryan, and she wasnât sure that was wise.
âThatâs very kind of you, but I really donât think itâs a good idea.â
âWhy?â
Jo hesitated before answering. She knew what it would have taken for Ryan to swallow his pride and make this gesture. She didnât want to seem ungracious. âI havenât ridden for ages. Maybe Iâve forgotten how.â
Ryan laughed. âDonât be ridiculous. Youâre one of the finest riders this districtâs ever produced. Youâre a natural, Jo. A few years out of the saddleâs not going to change that.â
She smiled at the compliment. âThanks, but I think youâre overestimating my abilities. And anyway, I canât deprive you of one of your horses for weeks.â
âItâs no sacrifice, believe me. Pepper doesnât get as much exercise as Iâd like. She belongs to Bec, but she and Dan are away on holidays for a month, so poor old Pepperâs getting fat.â
Joâs throat constricted at the mention of Ryanâs brother and his wife. She and Bec had been close once. Theyâd even affectionately called each other âsisâ, figuring that eventually theyâd be actual sisters-in-law. These days she wasnât exactly on Dan and Becâs Christmas-card list. âWonât Bec be peeved if she finds out youâve leased her horse outâ¦to me?â
âWhat she doesnât know wonât hurt her. Theyâre in Queensland and wonât be back until after the wedding. Honestly Jo, youâd be doing me and Bec a favour.â He moved away from the kitchen door and gestured for her to follow him down the verandah steps. âJust come and say hello, see if you like her. I reckon you two are a match made in heaven.â He started striding towards the gate and Jo found herself following behind.
âHere she is. Isnât she a beauty?â Ryan gently tugged on Pepperâs bridle until she turned her head towards Jo.
Jo reached out her hand and placed it on the young mareâs neck. âHello, lovely.â Pepper nuzzled her shoulder in appreciation and she couldnât help but laugh.
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