"I haven't been on a horse since Girl Scouts." Camryn sat next to Troy on the bed, towel drying her hair from the family's after-dinner swim. "If I remember right, I couldn't walk for a week."

He set the remote down. One hundred channels and nothing on. "My concern exactly." He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "You're not mad?"

"Should I be?"

He was kind of expecting it, yeah.

She pulled the sheet up to her chest and leaned against the ...