He has to give that one a nod and a chuckle. "Yeah, you might be right..."

His eyes inevitably land on the curve of her lips. So close, so right there.

He manages to stop himself from leaning in.

"But we've still gotta make it back to the stables, and I think you mentioned something about going at a canter. So."

He slides his sunglasses up onto his head. With the sensation back in his feet and legs (and ass), he gets up, brushes some grass and dirt from his jeans. He then holds out both of his hands toward Kate to help her up.