Off to the Races (Gold Rush Ranch, #1)

by Elsie Silver

“That’s your prerogative, Billie girl. But don’t forget that if you want people to choose you, you’ll have to give them the opportunity. I know you’ve been burned, and I know you don’t trust easily, but you’ll never find what you’re seeking if you’re not at least open to being chosen.”

Mira snorts as she takes a big glug of her cocktail. I incline my head towards her. “Care to elaborate, Dr. Thorne?” She smacks her lips and turns her cunning eyes my way. “The man is a goddamn snake in the grass. But you are right that he isn’t stupid.”

“Number eight, formerly raced under the name Double Diablo and owned by Gold Rush Ranch, has just submitted a change in name and ownership.” What the fuck? I thought this was done already. “Please note in your programs that number eight is now registered under the name Mister Black.”

“You sold me a derby winner for one dollar?” Disbelief seeps into my voice. Is he fucking crazy?

“I love you, Billie. And I’m an idiot. I obviously don’t know much, but I know that both of those statements are true.”