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her strap and grab onto the brush so it doesn’t slip. Beau opens the stall door

se in an up-and-down motion that has Beau

shirtless body standing right behind me. Resting his hand over mi

e hair, not

my back. His hand wrapped around mine feels strong and warm, and the roughness of his palms is making my

d, I quickly say, “Wait, not y

and scoots me down so we can work on Pierre’s backside and legs. I bite my tongue to keep from moaning when he grips

walk behind them,” he tells me, patting Pierre’s

answer. His eyes are still unreadable, bu

, I think I still need some help. I’d

ave that, can we, Pierre,”

h over the horse. Our forearms are pressed together, and there’s going to be no hiding these nipples on

d put my hair up into a ponytail before I’d left this morning, leaving my neck exposed, and the feel of his fing

trails the pad of one finger along the line of my neck, and this time a small moan escapes before I can stop it. His

I think. Pierre looks pretty c

eave before locking it back up. I give Pierre’s muzz

somethi

n’t figure it out until I looked into his eyes. He quickly averted them, but not before I caught a glimpse of pure, raw desire in them. He’d sto

use and soon I see a large bloodhound come barreling t

so I can pet him. He’s a beautif

s his

en

e is Henry?” I

nd pats Henr

of a Henry. He’s the smartest dog I’ve ever ha

ping face and kind eyes.

suits

you home,”

n,” I say, standing up and

there safe. Just send him h

should I co

oka

“I’ll be here. Bye, Bea

ome, Ella. I’ll s

back to the barn. I watch him walk

o Henry. “All right,

n he catches a smell he likes. When we get to my house, I give him a rub behind the ears, plu

say and watch in amazement as he t

r to myself already replaying in my mind how good