"Not much really. I mean I love my horse. I’m a barrel racer. There’s not really anything else to tell."

"I’m sure there is. Ok then what is your horse’s name? Tell me about barrel racing?"

"His name is Thunder." That’s an interesting name for a horse. I wonder why she named him that?

"Why Thunder?"

"The sound of his hoofs pounding into the ground reminded me of a thunder storm." The smile on her face as she talks about her horse is gorgeous. I love that smile.

We continue to talk about barrel racing and anything else that happens to come up. I even told her about my music. She made me promise to play for her sometime. Spencer may come off as a bitch at first but she is definitely not one. I notice she keeps looking at her watch.

"Why do you keep looking at the time?"

Spencer’s POV

"So I can get back on time." I’m in so much trouble. I’m already smitten with her, and I guess I can handle being her friend and nothing else. I’m lying to myself again. After talking to her even this short amount of time, I realize that I want more be more than friends. I just hope she feels the same.

"Time for what?"

Looking at my watch one last time "we have to head back", I say as I stand up and head back in the direction of the stables. However, a hand grasping my arm stops me.

"Wait" I can feel the sparks shooting through me. She can feel them too. I can tell by how quickly she releases me. I’m miss the feeling almost instantly.

Brushing it off for now "come on Ash, we have to get back." I’m assuming that she wasn’t expecting that to happen, because she doesn’t talk at all she just nods and follows me back.

We walk in silence all the way back. I keep stealing small glances at her on the way. She is doing the same because I caught her a couple of times. Right before we enter the barn Ashley grabs my arm again. The sparks are there along with a new feeling. Butterflies in my stomach. I’m falling for her and there is nothing I can do about it.