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Ignoring her, he urged Beauty forward with a loose grip on her bridle. Goldie swayed.
“Okay, not that loose. Tighten up a little.”
She looked up at the sky. “Is it always this dirty?”
He looked around the pristine exercise yard. Which, yes, was made of dirt, but… He closed his eyes. That was not what she meant.
For the first time, he contemplated what riding a horse actually entailed, or rather what watching Goldie ride a horse entailed. Her ass in those pants was already driving him to distraction. It was going to be a long morning.
“Yes,” he said simply after the moment stretched far too long. “Let’s take another step.”
They took a few more steps, and slowly, she picked up the knack.
He stepped away.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m right here.”
“So what do I do with these?” she asked, holding up the reins.
Beauty danced back a few steps. Goldie dropped them in surprise, and Beauty dropped her head.
Aiden stepped in, soothing the horse, and pulled the reins through his fingers.
“Never drop your reins. They’re also your gas pedal and your brake. Without your brake, you’re in trouble.”
She took them. “Well, I figured out backward. Let’s not do that again.”
“Flick both at once, gently. Slowly.”
She just looked down at the strips of leather in her hand. He took her hands in his, trying to think extremely clean thoughts as he flicked them, and Beauty lumbered forward.
Goldie let out a shout, which the horse ignored, fortunately.
They took a few more steps. “Now pull on the reins gently. Remember, it’s a signal, not an actual break. You’re just telling her what you want.”
Goldie pulled back slightly, and Beauty’s ears danced.
“Okay, not that gently.”
She pulled, and they stopped.
There were other things she could pull on. He couldn’t wipe the image from his brain.
“Try forward yourself. Just flick them up and down.”
She tried it again. This time, Beauty started forward on the first try.
“Okay, this time we’re gonna go left, which means just flicking the one on the left.”
She glanced at him. “Imagine that.”
She flicked the left rein, and Beauty wheeled. Goldie hauled on both of them a little harshly and gentled without his prompting, and they came to a stop.
“Now right.”
She repeated the gesture, completing a figure eight to come back to him. The view from the side was just as provocative.
