You were from an extremely rich family. You had always loved horses so you were ecstatic when you found a stable relatively near the city to ride at.

But that was nine years ago and you were eighteen now. Your father was making your family move to the countryside so he could expand his business.

You were very upset as you’d have to leave your stable and horses back in the city.

After a while in the countryside you found another stables closer to you. You immediately got your dad to call them and sign you up to ride there.

Today was your first day. You drove yourself in your pink range-rover wich your dad got you for your eighteenth.

You walk into the stables to find the horse you’d be riding when you saw a man in boot, jeans a nice belt buckle, a black t-shirt and a cowboy hat. The stable owners son.