“You missed an awesome dinner the other night. Athena made these veal and shiitake meatballs and Mom had to stop me from going back for a third helping.”
As Ari circled the paddock on the new gelding, whom she’d dubbed Ridley, Logan marveled at the girl’s ability to continue chattering while she rode. “Heels down,” he reminded. “Don’t let those reins droop.”
She made the corrections and kept talking, going on and on about the food until his stomach growled.
“It’s been so great having Athena in town for longer than a couple of days at a stretch.”
Logan hadn’t seen Athena since the day she’d arrived a week ago. Spring planting had been a convenient excuse to stick close to home. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to see her. It was that he couldn’t see her and not want to get involved. She wa
