THE CAMPUS SHUTTLE system made several stops around the university before stopping at the water corrals. Chord pointed out several buildings as they rode. Kaelyn relaxed, she noticed the way the silky material of his shirt clung to his muscular chest and arms. His jodhpurs stretched taut over his sculpted thighs.
By the time they reached the water corrals, Chord had helped push all thoughts of her mother and marriage from her mind. He pointed to a small stone building as they stepped off the transport. “You can change in there. I’ll go see if the attendant has the horses saddled yet.”
Vern’s girlfriend did an excellent job of choosing her riding clothing. The long-sleeved, dark-blue top appeared to be of the same silky material as Chord’s, and favored her figure equally well. She smiled
