When I turned and looked at Jeff, I smiled bigger. “I think he likes me.”

Jeff shook his head and started walking out to get My Fair Charmer.

Dancer started whinnying a bit, and I began moving my hands down his neck.

“Shh…don’t worry, baby. You’ll grow to love him, just like I did.”

Ari and I talked about Sweet Dancer and My Fair Charmer as we rode back to the main barn.

“Are you and Scott thinking about breeding only or racing as well?”

“After seeing Sweet Dancer take off, I think he needs to be racing.”

Ari nodded her head. “I agree, but I don’t want to send him off somewhere here for training. I want to take him back to Texas. I think you should call Layton Morris in Llano. Y’all have worked together a few times. His trainer, Lucky, is damn good.”

Layton Morris and Reed Moore were two great guys that we had worked with both on the horse side of things and the cattle side. “Yeah, Layton is a good guy. Scott and Gunner really like him and Reed. That’s a good idea, Ari.”

When the barn came into view, My Fair Charmer picked up his pace, and I laughed as I patted him on the neck. “What about this guy?”

Ari giggled. “I think he is a keeper. I’d like to look at his bloodline though. He seemed fast, but I’m thinking we could stud him out.”

Ari and I both came to a stop as two young boys walked up. After we got down, the boys took both horses.

Pete walked up. “Well? Did you enjoy yourself?”

My dick jumped as an image of Ari fucking me on the horse popped into my head. I quickly peeked over to Ari, who turned and then began following the boys.

I smiled and nodded my head. “We did. Both horses are fast, really fast. Ari wants to take a look at My Fair Charmer’s bloodline. We already looked at Sweet Dancer’s on the plane.”

Pete smiled. “Sure. Let’s head on back to the house and go to my office. I’ve already got info for both horses for y’all.”

I glanced over and saw Ari brushing Sweet Dancer as he bobbed his head up and down. That damn horse had fallen in love with her as fast as she had with him.

“I take it your wife likes Sweet Dancer,” Pete said with a chuckle.

I looked back at him. “I wouldn’t be surprised if she wanted to sleep in his stall with him tonight.”

Pete laughed and slapped me on the back. “Time to get out the checkbook, my boy.”

I rolled my eyes. “Not much room for negotiation, is there?”

“Not with that horse.”

“Let me grab Ari. Excuse me, Pete.” I walked over to Ari and wrapped my arms around her. “When we get home, I want a repeat of this afternoon.”

She handed the brush in her hand to one of the young boys, and then she turned around in my arms. “That, my dear, is one thing I am certainly going to agree with you on.”

“Come on. Pete wants us to meet him in his office.”

Three hours later, Ari and I were back at the hotel. We were changing clothes to meet Pete and his girlfriend for dinner. Ari walked out of the bathroom in a beautiful black cocktail dress that showed off her curves.

“You look stunning,” I said.

She smiled and did a little turnaround.

The moment I saw the back, my smile disappeared, and my mouth dropped open. “Oh, hell no. No. You have to wear something else.”

Her smile faded, and she put her hands on her hips. “After all these years, do you really think you can tell me what to wear, Jeff Johnson? I like this dress. It makes me feel sexy.”

“It damn near goes down to your ass crack.”

Ari rolled her eyes. “No, it doesn’t.”

“Yeah, it does. Did you bring another dress?”

She looked at me like I was stupid. “Of course I did. Do you really want me to change?”

“Please.”

She turned and stormed away before slamming the bathroom door. I let out a sigh and shook my head. The evening was not starting out how I’d wanted. I knew we were both tired from flying in early and then the afternoon at the horse farm. We just needed to make it through this evening with Pete. I had already gotten him to lower the price on My Fair Charmer. I just needed to work him down lower on Sweet Dancer.

I sat down and ran my hand through my hair. Something about Pete wasn’t sitting right with me. The way he’d kept looking at Ari was starting to piss me off. If it were just she and I going out to dinner, I wouldn’t have cared about the dress.

The bathroom door opened, and Ari came walking out. My mouth dropped open. She was wearing a black lace push-up bra with matching lace panties. She walked over to the dresser and pulled out tan sheer hose and a garter belt. She put on the garter belt, and then she placed her right foot on the end of the bed. She began slipping on the sheer hose. She moved them up her leg in a way that had my dick getting harder by the second. She clipped the garter to the hose and repeated the whole process with her left leg. I swallowed hard and licked my lips.

She turned and walked to the closet, opened it, and stood there. She reached in for another black dress and took it off the hanger. When she turned around, she glared at me as she began to put the dress on. It was another beautiful dress. It showed off her cleavage and had a slit that came up just a bit on the right side.

I stood up and said, “You look beautiful, Ari.”

She didn’t say a word as she walked over and slipped on her heels. She reached down, grabbed her clutch, and turned once more to look at her hair. She spun around and began toward the door. “We’re running behind now.”

She threw the door open and walked out of the room while I stood there, trying to get my dick to go back down. I shook my head to clear the image of me taking her in the elevator.

I made my way next to her in front of the elevator, and I looked down at her. “Ari, don’t be—”

The doors opened, and Pete and his girlfriend were standing inside the elevator. I took one look at the girl and how she was dressed, and I knew Ari was going to be pissed. The girl couldn’t have been older than twenty-one, twenty-two tops, and she was dressed in a red cocktail dress. It was so short that if she turned around, I was sure I would see her ass cheeks hanging out.

“Jeff, Ari, we were just coming up to get you. Are y’all ready to head to dinner?” Pete asked.

“Sorry. I had a problem with the dress I was wearing,” Ari said as she stepped into the elevator.

I watched as Pete looked Ari up and down. I balled my hands into fists when he let his eyes roam a little too long on her chest. The young girl walked up, held her hand out to Ari, and introduced herself as Candy. After one look at the girl’s back, I closed my eyes and shook my head before opening my eyes again.