you first meet someone. Even though it’s totally unexpected. When it’s hard to think of anything but him. You must remember the feeling.”
An image of Scott’s face flashed, so distractingly handsome Megan flushed, realizing she’d been hit just as hard at Tami.
“Yes,” she said softly. “I do remember.”
CHAPTER TEN
Scott sipped his coffee while Garrett filled their plates with scrambled eggs and bacon. “A few more breakfasts like this,” Scott said, “and I’ll have to ride much harder than I did yesterday.”
“We have a nice fitness room and sauna.” Garrett passed Scott a heaping plate. “Not the range of equipment you’re used to, but by midmorning it’s usually empty.”
Rex edged closer, hopeful eyes on the bacon. Garrett gestured and the dog immediately turned and dropped on the colorful mat by the back door. Sighing, Rex lowered his head on his paws.
“You trained him well,” Scott said.
“I bought him like that, from one of those security places.”
“You bought a guard dog? Why?”
“A lot of students around. We had that drug dealer here last month who obviously had criminal connections. I have to be careful.” Garrett forked a mouthful of egg into his mouth. “So, how did you like your first full day? Did Lydia ever stop chasing you?”
“She was just trying to be helpful.” Scott picked up his fork. “Does she start all the riders?”
“No, just the exercise riders and grooms. She’s a stickler for detail.” Garrett’s mouth curved in a wry smile. “Actually she’s a first-class bitch, but she gets results. Two of her grads won Groom of the Month at Del Mar. She also looks after most of the lectures.”
“So she’s busy,” Scott said. “Then is it okay if I work with a student or two from her riding class?”
“Of course. Take as many as you want.” Garrett chuckled. “The girls will thank you for it. Lydia can be rather tough on the distaff members.”
“Can’t you make sure she’s fair?”
Garrett shrugged. “She’s not that bad. And students need to deal with that kind of shit. They’ll run into bosses far worse than her. She toughens them up for the real world. But if you feel the need to rescue someone, knock yourself out.” He paused for a moment then added, “Just don’t make waves.”
Scott shot him a quick glance but Garrett was now concentrating on his eggs, and Scott didn’t care anyway. They’d always held different opinions—on everything from how to treat a woman, to football and politics—but had still remained good friends. At least, he’d be able to help Megan. He’d seen her ride yesterday. She deserved to be on the track, not stuck in ground training or trotting on the back forty.
However, he didn’t want to sour Lydia against Megan, especially if Lydia was already tough on the girls. He took a thoughtful bite, considering the most diplomatic approach.
Rap, rap .
Rex scrambled to his feet and bolted from the kitchen, his claws rattling on the marble tiles.
Garrett frowned in the direction of the front door. “Students aren’t supposed to come here unless they have an appointment. Excuse me a second. I’ll get rid of them.” He wiped his mouth with a linen napkin, rose from the table and disappeared down the hall.
The door opened to a flurry of Spanish. Scott tried to concentrate on his spicy eggs. The cafeteria staff seemed efficient, always delivering plenty of hot food with minimal notice. Garrett had always known how to live well.
The conversation lowered, muffled but still excited. This visitor wasn’t leaving as quickly as Garrett had anticipated. And now the voices raised a notch, bleeding back and forth between English and Spanish.
Definitely a male. The voice was too aggressive for an employee so it probably wasn’t Ramon. A disgruntled student? Apparently two had been sent home last week. But Scott was too far away to distinguish the words and besides, he didn’t want to
An image of Scott’s face flashed, so distractingly handsome Megan flushed, realizing she’d been hit just as hard at Tami.
“Yes,” she said softly. “I do remember.”
CHAPTER TEN
Scott sipped his coffee while Garrett filled their plates with scrambled eggs and bacon. “A few more breakfasts like this,” Scott said, “and I’ll have to ride much harder than I did yesterday.”
“We have a nice fitness room and sauna.” Garrett passed Scott a heaping plate. “Not the range of equipment you’re used to, but by midmorning it’s usually empty.”
Rex edged closer, hopeful eyes on the bacon. Garrett gestured and the dog immediately turned and dropped on the colorful mat by the back door. Sighing, Rex lowered his head on his paws.
“You trained him well,” Scott said.
“I bought him like that, from one of those security places.”
“You bought a guard dog? Why?”
“A lot of students around. We had that drug dealer here last month who obviously had criminal connections. I have to be careful.” Garrett forked a mouthful of egg into his mouth. “So, how did you like your first full day? Did Lydia ever stop chasing you?”
“She was just trying to be helpful.” Scott picked up his fork. “Does she start all the riders?”
“No, just the exercise riders and grooms. She’s a stickler for detail.” Garrett’s mouth curved in a wry smile. “Actually she’s a first-class bitch, but she gets results. Two of her grads won Groom of the Month at Del Mar. She also looks after most of the lectures.”
“So she’s busy,” Scott said. “Then is it okay if I work with a student or two from her riding class?”
“Of course. Take as many as you want.” Garrett chuckled. “The girls will thank you for it. Lydia can be rather tough on the distaff members.”
“Can’t you make sure she’s fair?”
Garrett shrugged. “She’s not that bad. And students need to deal with that kind of shit. They’ll run into bosses far worse than her. She toughens them up for the real world. But if you feel the need to rescue someone, knock yourself out.” He paused for a moment then added, “Just don’t make waves.”
Scott shot him a quick glance but Garrett was now concentrating on his eggs, and Scott didn’t care anyway. They’d always held different opinions—on everything from how to treat a woman, to football and politics—but had still remained good friends. At least, he’d be able to help Megan. He’d seen her ride yesterday. She deserved to be on the track, not stuck in ground training or trotting on the back forty.
However, he didn’t want to sour Lydia against Megan, especially if Lydia was already tough on the girls. He took a thoughtful bite, considering the most diplomatic approach.
Rap, rap .
Rex scrambled to his feet and bolted from the kitchen, his claws rattling on the marble tiles.
Garrett frowned in the direction of the front door. “Students aren’t supposed to come here unless they have an appointment. Excuse me a second. I’ll get rid of them.” He wiped his mouth with a linen napkin, rose from the table and disappeared down the hall.
The door opened to a flurry of Spanish. Scott tried to concentrate on his spicy eggs. The cafeteria staff seemed efficient, always delivering plenty of hot food with minimal notice. Garrett had always known how to live well.
The conversation lowered, muffled but still excited. This visitor wasn’t leaving as quickly as Garrett had anticipated. And now the voices raised a notch, bleeding back and forth between English and Spanish.
Definitely a male. The voice was too aggressive for an employee so it probably wasn’t Ramon. A disgruntled student? Apparently two had been sent home last week. But Scott was too far away to distinguish the words and besides, he didn’t want to
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