Once we peeled ourselves away from each other, the sun was getting lower. I needed to feed and check on the other horses. "We need to get back." I looked to Warrior, who walked toward me.
"Just as well. I will meet you at the barn." Another quick kiss and he headed back to the International Scout he drove everywhere. I swung my leg over Warrior. Ducked under the entrance and hollered "Race you home!" I legged Warrior forward at a gallop, laughing.
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Red's POV
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The woman before me, was a mix of fire, mystery and charm. Everything about her turned me on. The way she walked, talked and even the stupid look of shock on her face when I laid the wolf down. The look in her grey eyes, as she said "Thank you."
Looking through that scope and seeing that massive monster barely a few feet away when I pulled the trigger. The worry that creeps into your soul when you know you may loose that one thing that makes your heart pump faster.
This woman unbeknownst to her had pulled me from the darkness of my past. That darkness still crept in. Always she was there to kick it in the balls, sending those thoughts packing.
First time I met her she was working the very horse she now rode fast torward the house. They were in a battle of wills. I watched from the hay truck I was unloading for a friend who had called me last minute to do him a favor. I did not realize that favor would lead me to this woman. Others had stopped to watch her too. The young horse, would charge and dart away like he was changing his mind. Every time he would charge she would laugh and you could hear her say "Boo!" Raising her hands and charging at him. Other horse people around were worried stopping to watch incase she was hurt. Minutes pasted as this dance played out. Finally she reached up grabbed his halter and he became jelly in her hands. Much like how I would later.
I chuckled to myself, as I turned the Scout on and put it in reverse. Our meeting had not gone to the best of my plans. I was surprised though that she did not react the same as other women had to my charms. Most women, would become a puddle in my hands allowing me to do whatever I want. Lia, was different, she would look at me mid game and walk away. That less then adiquit feeling rising several times before I seen something in those grey eyes that told me I was getting to her.
Pulling up to the house, I seen she was not there yet. I headed to the stables, just as I heard the north gate open. "Damn it!" I heard from her as the gate closed. I chuckled she was so competitive. It was cute. Hell I wasn't even trying, but I wouldn't tell her that.
"Hello beautiful!" I said as I watched her swing down from her horse.
"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.." She was miffed, I could tell by her body langauge. Though it didn't last long when she was upset with me.
Instead of offering help, with her it only made her stay mad longer. I waited for the hay cart to be filled. Once filled, I lifted it up and went to the first stall. There we worked in silent knowing, that way by the time we got to the house she would not stop the advance I planned on her. I needed her wrapped around me. That worry tugging on my heart and soul, the need to claim every inch of her was strong enough it took everything I had not to take her right in the barn.