Page 93 of Not the Billionaire

“Good. I thought we’d go somewhere special for dinner.”

“Where?” she replied with excitement in her eyes.

He opened the door of his Mercedes and let her in. “Nice try.”

She stuck her bottom lip out, which made him laugh.

“I think you’ll like it,” he said.

Sebastian drove through the town of Hastings, and a smile spread across Genevieve’s face.

“Are we going to Nashville. We could eat at The Country Kettle.”

“We have other plans.”

“Is that so?”

He turned onto the road to her parents’ farm, and she couldn’t stop grinning.

“I thought you’d like to see Charisma.”

“I love you,” she told him.

He smiled over at her. “I will never get tired of hearing you say that.”

“Good, because I’ll never stop saying it.”

He reached over and softly touched her cheek then lowered his hand to rest on her knee, which she took between her hands.

When they pulled into the driveway, Mom and Rhonda stood side by side outside the barn, holding the reins of Charisma and Buddy, who were all saddled up and ready to ride.

Genevieve walked over and hugged them both at the same time.

“Welcome home,” Mom said.

“Missed you, sis,” Rhonda told her.

She glanced over her shoulder at Sebastian as he caught up. “You are so sneaky.”

He shrugged. She had no idea.

She moved closer to Charisma and took the reins from Rhonda, running her hand along the side of her horse’s head. “Hey, girl. Miss me?”

Charisma chose that moment to whinny, and they all laughed.

“We better get going,” Sebastian said as he climbed up onto Buddy.

Genevieve followed suit, climbing into Charisma’s saddle.

“Have a nice ride,” Mom said as Genevieve began to ride her horse down the path.

Sebastian looked over at Ida and Rhonda, who both had huge smiles on their faces. Rhonda nodded toward the barn and gave him a thumbs up. “Thank you,” he mouthed as he got Buddy going to catch up to Genevieve.

They took it slow going along the path they’d ridden together before. After what happened to Charisma’s leg, Genevieve was very careful with her now.

“That was sweet, you calling ahead to have them get the horses ready for us.” Genevieve smiled over at him.

The late afternoon sun lit her hair like a golden halo around her head, making her look even more angelic than she usually did.

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