“Careful of this one, he’s a live wire.” He turns back to me before walking off again.
Grabbing the shovel that Colter abandons, I finish Dash’s stall in record time. Leading him back into his home, I give him a pat before turning on my heels only to see him rolling around in his neatly made bed. I let out a laugh and shake my head at the beast.
Looking down at the row of stalls, I decide to take on the live wire’s first as he’ll no doubt be the most difficult, listening to Colter’s warning.
I look into the stall to see a beautiful black stallion standing before me. I hold out my hand to let him have a sniff, before he starts nodding his head aggressively.
Pulling the halter off the nail on the side, I move to unlock the stable door. Before I know it, I’m being shoved onto my ass on the floor, and the live wire’s bolting from his stable and out the large barn door.
“Fuck!” I shout before getting to my feet and starting to make my way over to where the beast flew out.
Adjusting my hat on my head, I turn the corner coming out of the barn door. For the second time in the space of seconds, I find myself back on the floor, this time on my front and with someone underneath me.
“What the fu...” I start before opening my eyes, looking deep into those sky-blue eyes that I’ve missed so much.
Mabel’s staring back at me, holding eye contact with me. Lips slightly apart.
Realising that my weight is fully on top of her, I move my hands behind her head to hold my weight off her, but I don’t break our gaze. Feeling my dick hardening as I lay ontop of her, I continue to look into her eyes.
I feel my breath shallowing, trying to catch itself with my girl back under me, the bolt of familiar electricity coursing through me.
Mabel parts her mouth and I momentarily get stuck staring at the rosy, pink lip’s that she owns.
“Hi, Mav,” she giggles out, shifting her shoulders beneath me.
“Hi, Mabel,” I reply cocking my head to the side.
Shit, she hasn’t called me Mav for years.
I see her cheeks fill with heat as she blushes. I feel her move her hand onto my stubble and electricity jolts into my jaw. We both let out a gasp, and she moves her hand away, but our gaze stays firmly in place. I lick my lips, trying so hard to resist the pull to kiss her, like I’d done so many times with us in this position.
“Should we?” she gestures her hand for us to get up.
“Shit, sorry,” I say getting up and pulling her to her feet. She brushes herself down and I try to adjust my rock-hard dick without making it obvious.
Reality pulls me back into the room and I scan the area for the live wire horse that’s ended me up in this situation.
I see the black stallion in front of us, eating his fill of grass.
Mabel sees me looking at the horse and looks back at him.
“Ahh, see you’ve met Stallion...” She laughs. “He’s a handful.” She winks at me.
“I can see that,” I laugh back, taking another shy glance at her. She’s no longer wearing her chaps but hasn’t changed from her denim jeans or flannel shirt she was wearing this morning.
“Sorry about knocking into ya,’” I take my hat off and wipe my brow.
“That’s okay.” She shrugs back at me, looking just as awkward as I do in this moment.
Taking the rope from my hand, she walks calmly over to Stallion and pulls it over his head, giving him a gentle stroke to his neck.
He snorts out, causing her hair to move in the wind. I gaze at her in awe, she always had a gift with them, like my brother. Mabel clicks her tongue, and Stallion moves with her, back outside his stall where she ties a knot around the loop attached to the wall.
“There you go.” She smiles back at me.
“Thank you,” I reply, noticing the softness in her voice when she is now speaking to me. I wonder what’s happened since this morning. Maybe the weight of her secret withEllie has been lifted from her shoulders.
We stand there, looking at each other.
