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her faith and trust in him a wonderful feeling. He dug his heels into Apollo’s side and the massive horse took off like a shot. He had an impressive style so Gareth just held on and didn’t try to control him. Heart thumping in time with the horses hooves, he let out a yell of pure exhilaration.
    The warm body moved beneath him effortlessly, Gareth spotting the low fence only moments before Apollo sailed over it. He laughed and patted the animal’s sweaty neck. What a magnificent animal.
    He rode until they had reached what Gareth assumed was the edge of Eleanor’s property. There was a tall fence barring entry into crop-laden fields.
    “Good boy,” Gareth soothed, turning the horse’s head so that the big body was now facing the way they came.
    “Let’s go find my Mistress.”
    Gareth gripped with his knees and the horse took off again. The return ride wasn’t quite as fast, but Apollo managed the whole journey at an outright gallop.
    When Gareth spotted Eleanor riding the brown mare, the emotion that filled his heart was a novel one. One he had never experienced before.
    Unwilling to examine it, he jumped down off the horse and ran over to her. Gareth reached up and grabbed her about the waist, pulling her down to him. His lips were on hers before she could complain about him taking over.
    “I need you so much,” Gareth panted, tearing his lips from hers to pull at the buttons on her riding habit.
    Eleanor grabbed his hands to still his fingers and made soothing noises to quiet him.
    “We will eat lunch and then I will show you my new playroom.”
    Gareth didn’t want to wait – he wanted her now.
    “Mistress, please, I…”
    Eleanor grabbed his hand and began to pull him back towards the main house.
    “I promise the wait will be worthwhile. Tell me, did you like Apollo? Am I buying him off my neighbor?”
    Gareth almost stopped in his tracks. He hadn’t believed her serious before.
    “I loved riding that amazing horse but you can’t buy him, Eleanor. Not for me.”
    Eleanor waved her hand. “It’s done.”
    Bowing to the butler, he continued to follow the woman who was quickly wrapping him around her tiny, elegant finger.
    He took the seat she indicated, quickly noting the beautiful china and silverware.
    “Eleanor, you can’t, I mean…It has only been a few days.”
    Anxiety spiked within in. Gareth knew that he had agreed to a month with her, but he was feeling the hangman’s noose being slowly wrapped around his neck. He was suffocating.
    “Gareth, stop panicking. Apollo sired my mare’s foal. I have wanted him for a long time. You are just a good excuse for me to get him.”
    Well, that made him feel better, though their uncommitted status gave him pause.
    “If we don’t continue to spend time together though…who will ride him?”
    Eleanor’s generous mouth thinned as she pressed her lips into a tight line, then looked away from him.
    The anger slammed through Gareth so quickly that he could barely control the urge to throw something. He looked down to see his knife griped tightly in his right fist. Over his dead body would another man ride Apollo – or for that matter, Eleanor – ever again!
    His breathing was becoming more erratic and he was beginning to wonder if he would actually faint. Panic set in.
    Eleanor stared at the man in front or her on the verge of a full-blown nervous attack. His breathing was too fast and he was beginning to pale before her very eyes. She had meant what her actions had implied – she would keep the horse no matter what. If that meant her new husband got to ride them both, then that was how it was going to be. At seven and twenty, Eleanor was not willing to waste time.
    Standing up quickly, she nodded to the footman who left immediately. Eleanor walked around the table and stood behind Gareth. Deciding that he didn’t need to be coddled, she grabbed him by the hair and pulled his head back. It landed against the back of the chair with a