Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
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Jeremy had scheduled himself behind the reception desk. He knew it was good for him to learn what his staff had to deal with every so often - it humbled him. The man checked his watch, raising his eyebrow as he realized it was close to check in time.
With summer winding down, people were more checking out than checking in. By the look of the computer however, he was ready for quite a few people checking in. It seemed that there was a wedding on the weekend and they were all scheduled to check in today.
After a quick fix of his suit jacket, he typed away on the computer - getting it ready for the masses to check in. It wasn't long before he heard footsteps approach the desk.
"Good Morning, welcome to Lake Shore Resort. How can I be of assistance?"
August was coming to a close, and Moses was ready for his upcoming week off. Tomorrow, two little girls would be joining him in his house. Dahlia and his parents were very supportive of it, and so far – his boss at the hotel was understanding of it as well. Though, maybe Moses at work was a distraction from the looming crush that Jeremy had for Dahlia. It was a bit funny to Moses, even though he had his own crush to deal with.
Dressed nicely, as always, Moses walked into work and was greeted by his boss’ friendly, but still a bit tight voice. “Just me,” Moses smiled, walking behind the desk, after swiping his access card to the small gate. “Just warming up the vocal cords for the rushing crowd of the last-minute vacationers?” he added, making sure his personal name tag was adjusted.
Jeremy clearly wasn't paying attention to who was approaching the front desk. He lowered his head and shook it, feeling a little stupid he didn't recognize his own employee.
"I am truly sorry, Moses. I did think you were a guest. I've been a little busy lately." The Hotel was buzzing with activity, which required him to have a lot on his mind. "How have you been though? Excited for the foster children to join your family?" He tried his best to keep track of how his employees were doing - unlike his father. He felt that he should have a good, professional relationship with his employees.
"I do see we have quite a few reservations for the coming week though, there must be a horse show coming up?" He quickly logged into the computer, clicking on the booking icon to have a peek at what the hotel was going to look like for the upcoming week. Jeremy tried his best to keep track of when the competitions were, though it was hard to keep them all in his head.
“It’s all good, Jeremy,” he smiled. Moses logged into the computer in front of him and took a sip of his coffee. He wasn’t one to drink it that much, but he was nervous now. His sister told him coffee and nerves weren’t a good combo – but that was rich coming from her. “Oh, yes, very excited. I’m having someone come in today to help deep clean the place.” Moses was a tidy person, but he wanted the house a nice, deep clean before well – the children got to it. It was something he could afford, and honestly – would need until the children found them forever. Or maybe became his, officially.
Moses took a seat on the rolling stool behind him, glad he didn’t have to stand all the time. He did that plenty at R&R. “Hmm, I haven’t heard of one coming up. If there is, some of my employees haven’t brought it up.” Moses had a few horse-riding folks that worked for him. Some were casual and some were competitive riders. He would maybe text Reni about it, as she was in that circuit.
“We did have a lot of people overall in the summer. I’m sure that the new addition your father has commissioned will bring in a few more people when it’s done. I guess he’s trying to leave a legacy...on the Lost Shore.”
Jeremy let out a sigh. He was starting to feel what burn out felt like. He didn't know what day it was half the time. "I've been working way too much." He glanced over at the coffee that Moses had, partially wishing that he brought his own down from his apartment. He hated the heat more than anything and this summer was no exception. "Oh that must be exciting. When are they moving in again?"
He began typing away on the computer in front of him, adding the new reservations that had come in. Jeremy sat down in the chair behind him, always thankful for the option to stand if he needed it. "Glad someone has the finger on the pulse around here. The horse bug hasn't bit you yet?" None of the Kirby family rode, but that could always change. With his parents on the brink of retiring, it could be their new hobby.
"True, it's always nice to see the Hotel full. I never would have thought this to be a tourist town." It was a far cry from a high end hotel in London, but there were enough people visiting to make them more than enough money. "Don't tell me his idea of putting a statue of himself in the garden got through?"
Mose caught the glance and quirked an eyebrow. “Would you like me to make you an iced coffee, boss?” There was a fancy machine in the back for this reason. Had to keep the staff happy, right? “They come tomorrow,” he added. “So really twenty-four hours,” Moses laughed, with a bit of nervous laughter. He was excited though. Moses had to trust the others that his house was indeed ready and that he was going to be a great person.
“No, sir. Didn’t have the time before and will most definitely not have the time now.” Granted, he would have to make time if the girls showed any interest in horses. The expense was not the issue. Moses couldn’t help but release another smile. “I’m sure Dahlia shot that down quite quickly. Knowing her, I would say your father is...scared of her?” There was an inkling of a feeling that Moses wanted to pry out of Jeremy. Maybe it was how the other man’s face got a bit pink and shy when Dahlia was brought up
Jeremy held back a yawn at the mention of coffee. "Only if you are making one for yourself please. I'll have it with the Irish cream creamer please." He made sure there was a variety of flavors for his staff to choose from, even paying attention to what the most popular ones were.
"Oh wow that's very soon, isn't it? Do you think you have everything for them? I hope you have the pizza place on speed dial." He knew kids enjoyed a good greasy slice of pizza. Especially after what he could only imagine be a stressful day for the three of them. "Are they being dropped off by a social worker?" Adopting wasn't something he knew much about, but he did know that they often were dropped off by someone who knew the kids.
He knew Moses was a busy man and didn't expect him to say yes. "I don't think I ever will either. Maybe go watch a competition or two so I at least know what guests are talking about." It would add to his small talk vocabulary with them as his knowledge of the horse world was very basic. "I'm glad he is afraid of someone. Sometimes I think he thinks he is invincible. I do have to admit she does tell him no nicely. Haven't heard of him storming out of a meeting with her, have you?" He finished typing the new reservations and sat back in his chair, glancing around to see if any guests were in the lobby.
Moses started the coffee machine, prepping everything while it heated up. It didn’t take long for him to return with the coffee in hand. He took a seat at his own computer, sipping his coffee – mulling over Jeremy’s words.
He couldn’t help but chuckle at Jeremy’s views on his father. Granted, Moses and Dahlia never had a parent that loomed over them like that. At least, Mrs. Kirby was different. There were times Dahlia wondered how Jeremy’s parents ever got married with their personalities. But their marriage seemed happy enough.
“Probably because he knows she will be future family,” Moses joked. It was something that almost everyone knew around them. How Jeremy would look at her, talk about her. “Unless you’re seeing someone else and he’s not happy about it. As for him storming out, no. Though there are times when he’s had to hold his tongue.”
Jeremy thanked Moses for the coffee, taking a sip of his own. He never said no to a cup - granted unlike his father he couldn’t stand black coffee. Smiling after he set the mug down on the counter beside his computer, the smooth liquid hit his lips.
The reservation was clearly interesting to him as he didn’t catch Moses’s reaction. It seemed to be a group coming in for some horsemanship clinic later in the month. He was always happy to have the Hotel full - he began arranging their rooms and reading the notes they left behind.
“What’s that supposed to mean, anyway? Do you know something I don’t?” He often wondered if Dahlia talked about him when he wasn’t there. Jeremy hoped he didn’t come off as selfish. “I know I’m oblivious but I feel like people I’ve talked to thinks that she has romantic feelings for me or something.” He was more trying to check and see how the woman felt about him. Rejection was something people felt at any age. “The only other person I’m seeing is work. Even if we were dating, I’d never cheat on her. Not really ever been my thing.” His parents may be complete opposites but they taught him what a healthy relationship looked like.
Moses knew the answer but he wasn’t going to give Jeremy an inkling of an answer. The man shrugged and opened the reservation portal to check a few people. There were a few, but not too many yet. Mainly for the next weekend or the next few days. A lot of traveling would be happening for a few folks, but nothing too bad.
“You can always ask her, you know? The worst she could say is no, right?” Moses didn’t know if he had any right to tell Jeremy what to do. He hadn’t exactly found the courage to ask Reni out, but with Reni – she could read him. Jeremy and Dahla didn’t quite have that going on for them. If anything, it made Moses more nervous about his situation.
