innocent," he said as he
winked at her.
Kenna slowed her laughter enough to answer
him, "That's right. It wasn't like I dared you to kiss me... Okay,
so I did dare you. But you were enough of a gentleman not to tell
Nana."
"I remember that week so well. It truly was
one of the best of my life."
It was Kenna's turn to blush at the
compliment. "It was for me too."
"Our grandmothers were something else. I
still can't believe you took down a whole room of seniors in bingo
that first night. I thought you were going to be lynched with
support hose."
"Yeah, I guess I shouldn't have gotten on
the table and told them they got whipped by a kid. Probably not the
smartest move on my part," Kenna said, remembering being twelve and
thinking she knew everything.
"That was the night I had gotten there.
There you were, up on the table yelling bingo and jumping around
for winning sixty bucks. I knew right then I wanted to kiss you but
was much too shy," Will admitted.
"That, and our grandmothers always got us
into trouble. We couldn’t have any privacy. You remember how they
snuck us into the cafeteria that night for a celebratory ice cream?
And we got busted by security since no one was allowed in there
after seven?" Kenna asked.
"Then your grandmother said, 'Officer, our
dear grandchildren came in here not knowing the rules. We just came
to bring them back to bed. All the while, she was hiding a pint of
ice cream behind her back." Both Will and Kenna broke out into a
new round of laughter. Yup, their grandmothers were hell on wheels,
wheels being the rascals they occasionally drove.
Will placed his hand over Kenna’s and looked
down at her. Kenna's laughter died in her throat as she looked at
Will. She saw him looking at her lips and had to admit, all the
talk about their first meeting and their first kiss sure got her in
the mood to do just that.
Will cleared his throat and shook his head
just a bit as if coming out of a trance. "So, what brings you to
Keeneston?"
Kenna bit the side of her lower lip before
she caught herself. "Well, I'm actually here to apply for a job.
I'm applying for the assistant district attorney opening. I know
how the legal world can be a men's club, so I was hoping you could
help me get my foot in the door. I also needed to find a place to
stay, but I think I got that worked out".
"Yes, I know about the old guard’s clubs
around here. Dad plays golf with the D.A. and I'm sure he'll put in
a good word. It's hard for outsiders to work their way into a job
like that. But I know Mr. Burns pretty well. I'll tell him my
granny approved of you, and that should make you a shoo-in."
"Thanks."
"I know you said you worked something out,
but I can help you find a place to stay if you want. There's plenty
of room out at the farm."
Her eyes widened slightly in surprise. "I'm
staying with Miss Lily, and my room is perfect. Thank you for the
generous offer though."
"Miss Lily will look out for you real well.
I'm glad you're there. I was worried you were staying by yourself
at some hotel." His kindness made her heart melt a little. It was
possible to find those kinds of manners in New York, but she was
beginning to notice that it was bred into men down here.
"Actually, the other guests staying there
gave me a ride today, Julius and June Kranski. Do you know them?"
she asked.
"Of course. Nice people. They come up every
year for the sales and then back for Derby every now and then.”
“I was supposed to meet up with them again,
but I have no idea how to even find them. This place is so
crowded,” she said as she started to scan the people walking around
the various barn areas.
“Come on, I'll help you find them. It’s
actually pretty easy to find people, you just start asking,” he
said with a grin. He reached down and took her hand and walked her
out of the barn toward the paddock area where the horses were
parading around. Every couple of yards Will would stop and ask
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