My Bad Boy Roommate

Chapter Four

Recap:

What was up with Ryder? If anything he should be grateful about what my family is doing for him. But, of course, he's still rude. 

So, Kelsey is right.. what is up his ass? 

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I grunted as I heaved the saddle off it's holder and onto Rebel's back. Softly, I pet her muzzle, as I walked over to fetch her bridle. I needed a couple of hours on the trails, time to clear my head.

I mounted Rebel, putting my feet in the stirrups. Softly kicking her sides, she sprang to life taking us both down the sand covered path leading to the pasture.

As much as I tried I couldn't get my mind off Ryder and his..friend, I guess, this afternoon. Why was Ryder so secretive of him? My dad was trying to help him but he's not making it very easy. 

Groaning, I pushed Rebel to move faster. I came out here to get my mind off of Ryder not to think more of him. He's going to be an ass, fine, but I'm not to deal with him. 

"Shay!" 

I turned in my saddle, Ryder running up the path, a frown taking over my face.

"What?"

Ryder's face lost the smile it once held and for a second I felt guilty, but it didn't last long.

"Your father wants you to teach me to ride."

"No way in hell." I snapped.

I turned back around, continuing forward and Ryder walked along side the paint and I.

"You don't really have a choice, now you do? It was Daddy's orders."

I cursed under my breath, Ryder was right, in the end I would be teaching him to ride. 

"Why do you want to ride a horse anyway, Ryder?"

His signature smirk was placed on his lips once again. 

"It seems fun, why don't you want to teach me?"

I sighed, maybe I should give him a chance. Truthfully, I bearly know him. He could end up being a really good guy. 

"You seem like an ass, but you will get your lessons. Tomorrow morning at eight am, don't be late." 

Ryder cursed, "Eight am? That's crazy."

I smirked, it felt good to feel like I was on top of him for once. Oh shit, that sounded really wrong, and dirty. My face heating up with my thoughts, I only prayed that Ryder didn't notice.

"Want your lessons or not?"

Ryder smirked through his reply. "Damn, you play a hard bargin. Eight am it is then."

It looks like he didn't notice after all, score. 

I watched as his tall figure disappeared down the trail before going back into the barn. 

I will give Ryder a chance, but only one. 

Maybe in the end, it'll be good for both of us. 

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