" Anyways, you haven't touched him." Brianna noticed as Michael pulled his brows together.
" Is it necessary?" He questioned as Brianna swayed her head side to side.
" It helps, so the horse understand you, and you the horse." She insisted.
" If you suggest so." Michael reluctantly held out his hand as Brianna accidentally placed his over his. Feeling the sharp electric current that flowed to their nerve endings. Michael slightly jumped at her action never expecting her to be so direct. Brianna blamed her impulsiveness for the situation she was in now. His skin felt honey warm against her.
She had dug her own grave now she had to lie in it or lie to him, " Don't be so reluctant." She began as their hands petted the horse.
Michael gazed at her rather than the horse. Staring at her emotionless face, his heart felt like it would fly out of his chest yet she seemed so calmed. " Why? I can't tell if he likes me or not?" He slyly intertwined the between situations.
