It seemed to Anna that the week fairly flew. Her daily routine hadnt changed much, except for the extra riding session with Angus every afternoon. And Angus in her bed each night.
She worked to ignore the nagging notion that when his time at Sweetwater Ranch was over, hed jet off to his exciting Hollywood life, and shed be alone again, teaching yet another group of young riders in support of the family business.
There had been a time when shed had aspirations of finding her own place in the world. Even now, she kept up with the riding program in central Florida via their regular email newsletter, still unable to shake the notion that life in the Sunshine State would be exotic and exciting. And she craved the opportunity to distinguish herself from her family.