Racing Savannah by Miranda Kenneally

Author:Miranda Kenneally
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc.
Published: 2013-09-22T16:00:00+00:00

You Can’t Help Who You Love

On Sunday morning after training, I walk over to Whitfield Farms so I can talk to Rory about what happened last night and get a guy’s advice on what happens next. Should I tell Jack I really like him? Or should I be realistic and never bring it up again? Was last night a one-time thing because of our beef jerky-infused haze?

I ring the doorbell to the farmhouse and an older version of Rory answers the door. Same mess of floppy dark brown hair. Same tall muscular frame.

“Are you Will?” I ask, and he nods. I wasn’t expecting to find him here since Rory said he’s going to law school in Atlanta.

“You must be Savannah, the girl who’s beating the hell out of the other exercise boys on the track, huh?”

“I guess.”

A small boy appears beside Will’s leg. “Hey, bud, can you run find Rory and tell him he’s got a visitor? He’s out in the barn.” The boy jets toward the back of the house and Will motions for me to follow him.

“I hear you’re getting a jockey’s license,” Will says. I grin and walk into the kitchen, where he’s making a sandwich. “Want one?”

“No, thanks.”

“Dessert?”

“Now you’re talking.”

He rummages in a cabinet and slides a package of Chips Ahoy across the island to me.

“So what are you doing here?” I ask. “Rory said you’re in law school in Atlanta?”

“My wedding’s next week. My fiancé’s at her final wedding dress fitting with my mom and her mom. And I was forced to act as chauffeur.”

I smile and clap my hands together. “What does her dress look like?”

“I haven’t seen it. That’s bad luck, Savannah.”

“Well, what do you hope it looks like?”

“You’re just as bad as the moms,” Will says, continuing to grin. He adds tomato and lettuce to his ham sandwich, and slices it down the middle, creating triangles.

They’re getting married next weekend at Whitfield Farms—the same day of the races at Kentucky Downs, and according to Rory, Mrs. Goodwin has been going nuts discussing wedding decor with Mrs. Whitfield. The bride’s family doesn’t have much money and the Whitfields have had several bad seasons so they haven’t taken many of Mrs. Goodwin’s suggestions, but I’m sure it will be a beautiful wedding.

I feel something pawing at my leg. I discover a red puppy at my feet. “Aww.” I lift the puppy into my arms, but he starts barking like crazy and going nuts, so Will reaches across the table to take him from me. The dog immediately calms down, licks Will’s face, and gives a big yawn.

“The dog hates me,” I say, laughing softly.

Will takes another bite of his sandwich and talks through a mouthful. “It happens.” He jiggles the puppy up and down on his knee.

“This reminds me of Star,” I say. “The horse doesn’t like boys. What’s wrong with him?”

Will laughs. “Nothing’s wrong with him. He can’t help it. It’s just like with people. Sometimes we like certain people more than others and it’s just the way it is.

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