A Test of Endurance

Quinley

That was my real name, but I used a nickname for when I competed.

Born into family with a famous name, I hid my true identity.

I loved endurance rides. There was nothing more exhilarating.

Days in the saddle over rugged terrain. The ultimate test of horse and rider.

Only the cream of the crop were competing in this particular six day race.

Six riders would be selected to represent Australia at the next Olympic Games.  

I was determined to be one of them. What I hadn't counted on was him.

Jackson was disturbingly attractive.

From the first time I saw him on his stunning American Quarter horse,

I knew he could be my biggest threat and my greatest distraction.

The attraction between us so powerful,

it had the potential to destroy all my hopes and dreams.

Jackson

I was competitive by nature.

With my American Quarter horse stallion Whiskey,

we were unstoppable,

I'd entered this six day endurance race to win.

Six of the best would qualify for the Olympics team. I was going to be one of them.

Then she appeared on that dainty Arabian mare. Beautiful. A distraction.

She was my biggest rival. Just as competitive as me.

The attraction between us was intense.

She had the power to make me forget about everything but her.

I should stay away from her. I was here to win. She wasn't on my agenda,

But from that first kiss, her lips scorched me. I wanted her.

She was dangerous. A threat.

The question was, would I be able to control myself?

I was here to win an endurance race, not win this woman's heart.

This book was formerly part of the Rescue Charity Anthology

It contains both Australian and some American spelling.