He couldn't believe I'd never played polo before.

"It's not that unbelievable. I'm from America, you know? We hardly have horses over there."

He laughed lightly, looking into my eyes. Then he kissed me as he always does when I make him laugh.

It always makes me feel like it was a reward or that I'd somehow earned a kiss. It didn't matter, though. Just to know that I was the one he was kissing was enough for me.

I hadn't ever told him about my first horse-back riding experience. I'd been thrown from my horse... in front of a very attractive guide.

"Well," he said. "I guess I'll just have to teach you how to play polo."

"Maybe someday," I replied. He laughed and kissed me.

07/02/2001

Posted on 10/26/2004
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