“Pete said he has the two horses ready if you want to go for a ride,” Jeff said.
I nodded my head in excitement.
The driver pulled up and parked next to a truck with a guy standing against it. He smiled and waved quickly. Jeff got out, turned, and reached his hand for mine to help me out.
“Jeff, Ari, it’s a real pleasure.”
“Pete, how are you? It’s nice to finally meet you in person,” Jeff said as he reached his hand out to shake Pete’s.
“Yes, sir, it is. Welcome to our little slice of heaven.”
I looked around and smiled. It sure was heaven. “It’s breathtaking here. The hills are just beautiful. I can only imagine how it looks with snow on them.”
Pete let out a small laugh. “It’s beyond beautiful. Let’s head to the barn.”
Jeff and Pete began walking, and I followed behind them. I wanted to take everything in. I wanted to know how they managed everything, how their barns were set up, how they ran the day-to-day operations of the farm. We walked into the barn, and I let out a gasp.
“Oh. My. God,” I whispered.
The first thing I noticed was the gray brick floor. Then, my eyes moved up to the stalls. They were gorgeous. The bottom part looked to be oak plank doors, and the top was a black metal mesh.
When my eyes kept moving up. “Holy hell.”
The barrel ceiling was cedar planks and absolutely breathtaking. This damn barn was nicer than our house.
“Ari…”
I snapped my head forward and looked at Jeff. He motioned for me to follow them to the other side of the barn.
“I take it you like our barn, Ari?” Pete said with a chuckle.
It wasn’t lost on me how this guy kept looking down at my legs and then my chest. Jerk. “Like it? I want to move into it. Is it heated in the winter?”
Pete blushed.
“No freaking way!” I laughed.
“My babies are spoiled, but they make me good money.”
When we stepped outside the barn, my eyes looked upon two of the most beautiful men I’d ever seen. Nothing but muscles…lean muscles with bodies built for endurance. My heart began pounding, and I was pretty sure I let out a moan.
“Ari, Jeff, I’d like you to meet Sweet Dancer and My Fair Charmer.”
I walked up to Sweet Dancer and looked into his eyes. Those beautiful brown eyes immediately captivated me.
I want him. I must have him.
“I’m riding Sweet Dancer,” I said before Jeff could claim him.
Sweet Dancer had to be at least two hands taller than My Fair Charmer. He was beyond perfect.
Jeff let out a chuckle.
“Ari, are you okay with an English saddle?” Pete asked.
I smiled. “I learned on an English saddle, so yes, I’m perfectly fine with that.”
Pete laughed and looked at Jeff.