Abi gasped. She was stupefied. She had never seen a horse as beautiful as this one in real life. The horse was pure midnight black, which somehow reminded Abi of Alex. It had an athletic frame, deep sloping shoulders, powerful muscling over the hips and thighs and long clean legs with pronounced tendons. It seemed to be well bred as it waited there patiently, looking majestic and proud, with its silky mane dancing softly in the ocean breeze.
"I-is that our horse?" her eyes were round as she asked him.
When the man nodded, Abi was about to rush towards it but Alex quickly caught her arm, stopping her.
"Don't rush towards it like that, you little fruit!" he scolded her. "You need to be careful. Don't make sudden movements because that might put you in a dangerous situation since he's not familiar with you yet."
But Abi was unfazed. "It's okay, Alex. He will like me." She smiled firmly at him but the man still refused to let her go.
