I start filing through the clothes until I find stuff in my size. I put the pants and coat over the normal clothes, then watch Chris do the same. He's sexy, even with two layers of clothes on. I pause, whoa where did that comes from?Troy is not sexy…right?
"Ready?" he asks as we leave the room.
"I'm excited, but kinda scared."
He puts his arm around my shoulder and pulls me in. "Don't worry, I'll give you the calmest horse."
"Not going to lie…I totally appreciate that."
We walk across barn, stopping in front of a stall halfway down that houses an all-black horse.
"This is Onyx. She's the sweetest one. She won't give you any trouble."
"Hi Onyx," I say as she dips her head over the stall door. I lift my hand to touch her but pause.
"Can I pet her?"
"Absolutely. She loves getting her ears scratched," he says showing me just where to do it.
"Aren't you the sweetest thing ever," I say to the horse as her ears twitch.
Troy grabs a bunch of ropes off of a hook and opens the stall door. He swiftly puts a rope around her neck and hands it to me.
My eyes grow wide as I grip the rope in my hand.
"I doubt she will do anything, but that's just to be safe. Don't want her getting loose."
Troy puts the strappy thing on her face, and I watch his every move, hoping to remember after being shown once. Silly, but whatever.
"This is called the bridle. This bar sits behind her teeth." He finishes strapping it onto her, then takes the rope from my hand.
"Hold here," he says and taps the piece of the bridle that goes across her cheek.
Then he grabs a blanket and a saddle, I know those terms, then puts them on.
"I'm going to get Storm ready. Don't let go."
I nod my head holding a little tighter. He walks a few stalls down, gets everything on the horse then brings him down to me.
"Oh wow. He is beautiful." His coloring is white and black but it's like speckled.
"His coloring is called brindle. We rescued him from some guy a couple of towns over. He had around fifty horses and not enough food."
"That's really sad. But I bet he has an amazing life now."
"He sure does."
Troy grabs the top of the horse’s nose and brings his head down. He rubs between the horses’ eyes then leans his forehead on him and gives him a kiss.
Swoon worthy? Yeah, I'm pretty sure I am doing it.Swooning.
But that is not what should be happening. I realize he isn’t what I thought, but jeez Sarah, keep it in your pants.
He starts walking towards the front of the barn, and I follow behind, keeping the horse at a full arm’s length away, while Troy has his horse right next to him. He ties the reins on a pole and walks over to me.
"I can either give you a boost or you can put your left foot in that stirrup, hold onto the horn and swing your other leg over."
"I think I can do that."