The stable always kept a change of riding clothes for Jessie.
Although Jessie was only an amateur, she preferred classic riding attire, nothing too flashy.
When she emerged from the changing room, her freshly styled hair was completely tucked into a black helmet. Classic white breeches paired with black knee-high boots accentuated her straight, slender calves.
Lynn Jennings was sitting in the front row of the stands. The equestrian center had been cleared for them today, so besides their own group, there were no other spectators.
The moment Lynn saw Jessie emerge, she put her fingers to her lips and whistled. The gesture gave her a roguish air.
Standing nearby, Cheryl Stuart shot Lynn a surprised glance. In truth, from the moment she had accompanied Brianna Hudson and met Jessie Sterling and Lynn Jennings, nothing had gone as she'd expected.
