by SippinFish
Ever since he was a kid, he dreamed of surpassing his idol - legendary equestrian Vance Heaton. Unfortunately, he picked the wrong hero: the guy had a temper, and a sharp tongue.Years later, Vance can't ride anymore... and Elian is broke.Just when everything seemed hopeless, a business card landed in his hand - and everything changed. When he was a boy: "Fine. If you want to stay at the Heaton stables, you'll follow three rules," Vance said, gracious as ever."One: Don't call me 'young master.'Two: If you see my father, run.Three: Don't. Touch. Me." Rule one? Elian kept messing it up (though he agreed the title was dumb).Rule two? He tried, but the Heaton family's secrets were like a whirlpool - and he got dragged straight in.As for rule three... well. Years later: "Kiss me," Vance said, voice low and commanding.Only Elian could hear the desperate edge beneath his words."But you told me I wasn't allowed to touch you," he said with an innocent smile."Then I'll do it. That doesn't count."With a mix of regret and frustration, Vance grabbed him by the back of the neck and kissed him first.
