Chapter Fifteen

Mia

Hopeful Dreamer was inside a large stall, looking huge and ready to pop, though Mia would never tell her that. The mare's tail was neatly wrapped up and tied back out of the way and she looked at the two of them as they entered. Mia could have sworn the mare rolled her eyes at them as if to say, “Oh good, more people to watch me. Fabulous. Just what I wanted.”

“I actually had some more questions for you on the car design,” Carter murmured, still looking at the mare. He'd dropped his hand when they'd reached the stall and Mia found herself wishing he'd put in back on her.

“I'm happy to help,” Mia replied. Her stomach got all giddy again at the thought that she had an excuse to be with him.

He motioned to a bench along the back side of the barn and together they sat down and started talking.

“What did you think of the trunk? Was the trunk size appropriate?” Carter asked, pulling up the designs on the phone.

“Depends on if you like some junk in your trunk,” Mia replied automatically.