She was too far away for Isla Prescott to see the woman's face clearly, but she could tell the woman had a graceful figure and was full of energy.
The woman beckoned to Shane Sterling. High atop his horse, Shane Sterling bent down, leaning in to hear what she was saying. The woman beamed, and after she finished speaking, she even reached out and caressed Shane Sterling's face. And Shane Sterling didn't even refuse.
One look was all it took to see they were close.
Isla stood frozen, her face expressionless, but her mind was suddenly in turmoil. She even forgot what she had come here to do.
"Isabelle! Isabelle!"
Annabelle Leighton's voice came from somewhere, echoing across the wide-open equestrian field.
Shane Sterling, who was on the grass, also heard Annabelle Leighton's call. He sat up straight and turned his head, searching for the source of the voice and for Isla.
