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She walked off, waving goodbye, and I felt my heart grow twice in size. A warm, fuzzy feeling enveloped me. I didn’t want to lose her, and I’d make sure I did everything to make Tina smile.

That mattered to me—making her smile and feel good about everything and anything.

Chapter 9: Tina

Istillfeltalittle nervous, even though I could see Caleb had honest eyes. I didn’t want him to think I disliked him, though.

The truth was, I wanted to do it that night. I wanted to have sex. But I was worried about . . . how things might go.

Caleb would be my first if we did go that way. That was . . . a little scary, but maybe my doubts and bullshit were holding me back.

Oh well, the only way to find out would be to see him this Friday and hope for the best.

Every day, Caleb sent me sweet little messages. They ranged from a simple “have a good day” to “I can’t wait to see you!” I smiled to myself, thinking about each one. He did care in his own unique sort of way.

I liked that a lot about Caleb. It wasn’t every day you met someone who gave enough of a crap about you that they wanted to send you little love notes and messages. It made my heart feel warm and happy, and I enjoyed each as they came around.

Friday soon approached. I took off from the vet’s office after noon. I went over to Caleb’s place; the gate opened for me. I smiled. He was ready to see me.

I pulled up to the familiar mansion, and when I got out, I saw two horses next to the front door. That was odd. Then again, this was a farm.

As I walked out, Caleb stepped out from the doorway, grinning. “There you are!”

“Yep, sorry, I had a couple of pieces of paperwork to fill out. I hope I’m not late.”

“Nope, you’re just in time. I got these two out for us today,” he said.

They were beautiful. Two wild stallions that looked ready to ride wherever it was that we were going.

“Those look pretty. Is Blaze not coming with us?” I asked.

He shook his head.

“Nah, Blaze needs the rest. He helped me earlier with the cows. Come on. These two are my next-best horses. Meet Clover and Iris.” He gestured to the horses as he uttered their names.

I took Clover, a thoroughbred mare with little gray and black markings. She was small, but not like a pony, more like a horse made for my petite frame. As I got on, I grabbed the reins, holding onto them.

“You know how to ride?” he inquired.

I nodded. “Yep, I’m good at it. I’ve ridden in the past.”

It was also because my job required me to know how to control horses. Luckily, I’d never had to worry about one taking me down, but it was a valuable skill for various situations.

“Great! Follow me then.”

I grabbed the reins, motioning them, so the horse moved in the direction Caleb was going. Clover was brilliant. She knew where all the obstacles were, and she followed Caleb like it was nothing.

We crossed the expanse of land, and as we did so, I looked around, marveling at the sight in front of me. I didn’t even know that this was all here.

Sure, Caleb did have a ton of land, but I never thought I’d get to see everything like this. So we continued until he moved through a thicket. I followed him, and then he stopped.

“This is the edge of the property. I rarely come here, but I used to shoot guns in these woods. I loved shooting, and my father taught me everything I needed to know about it,” he explained.

“That’s cool. I’ve only . . . shot at ranges,” I told him.

I shot guns and had a permit to carry them, but I never went hunting. It didn’t sit right with me to do that.

“Yeah, I haven’t shot out here in forever, but this place is great for paintball, too.”

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