She laughed softly. "Callen, the only riding I know how to do is generally done behind closed doors," she teased, letting her attraction to him gleam in her blue eyes.
"If you want to stay, we can stay. I could use a weekend away from London." She knew she should be studying or working but she was tired, damn it, and completely unable to resist making him smile like that as often as possible. "I'm sure I can dig up something appropriate to dinner." She was, after all, very good at looking like she belonged in all sorts of places that a girl of her breeding patently did not belong.