Chapter Nine
Gemma
My body was humming with the vibration of Diego’s motorcycle when he cut the engine. I took a breath and reluctantly loosened my arms from around his waist. Tonight’s ride was different from the first one. Then, I’d been startled at Diego’s appearance and unsettled with Charlie running loose. Tonight, I knew what it felt like to be held by him and loved the feel of his muscled body against mine.
Just when I was thinking it might be nice if he spun around and had his way with me on his motorcycle, I heard the sound of hoofbeats and glanced toward the pasture to see Charlie cantering over with two other horses right behind him. There were four horses here, but the oldest one tended to linger by the paddock. Shasta was the friendliest horse of the group, but due to his a
