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He turned his head and as the lights of various establishments started to flash by the almost fully blacked-out windows, I could tell he was anxious. “That’s what we’re going to find out, but not tonight.”
Sighing, I turned my attention to the sights of the city, unable to stop quivering. Whatever was going on, I sensed he believed it would escalate.
And I began to wonder if either one of us would survive.
* * *
“The horses are gorgeous,” I said as I stood back against the wall of the stable, admiring eight incredible creatures. They were in different colors, all majestic animals with silky manes.
“You can come closer. They won’t hurt you,” Constantine said as he continued stroking one the color of black onyx.
“I know that.”
“Have you ever ridden one?”
“I’ve always wanted to but no. They scare me. I can’t believe I just told you that.”
“You can tell me anything.”
“Can I, Constantine? Or will you use my fears against me?”
Sighing, he studied me for a few seconds before moving toward one of the stalls.
As he unlocked the gate, I was instantly petrified. The beast was about a bazillion pounds heavier than I was, staring at me intently as if he was going to eat me alive.
That’s the man standing in front of you, not the horse.
As usual, my inner voice wasn’t doing anything to calm my anxiety.
When he beckoned me with a single finger, I almost ran out the door, but my legs were shaking so badly I wasn’t certain I could make it.
He laughed softly and held out his arm. “Come here. Horses are magical creatures, capable of showing compassion and love by a nod of their heads or a look in their eyes. He likes you.”
“He.”
“Yes, he’s a thoroughbred.”
I dared to take a few steps and stopped three feet away, swaying back and forth. “What’s his name?”
“His Majesty. Well, there is a long name attached to his lineage, but His Majesty suits him.” He stroked the horse’s mane, moving to the area between the horse’s eyes, rubbing lightly as he whispered something in the horse’s ear.
When His Majesty whinnied, stomping his hoof on the ground, I fell backward onto my butt. How humiliating.
“Shit,” I said, then burst into laughter.
“Come here,” he demanded.
I dusted myself off after getting to my feet, finding the courage to move to within a few inches. “He really is a beautiful horse.”
“And he knows it too. Give me your hand.”
When I hesitated, he reached out as if to grab my wrist. I yanked it away then wrinkled my nose, allowing him to take my hand. He tugged me forward, placing my fingers on His Majesty’s nose. I wasn’t even certain what to call it.
“Just rub him. Tell him sweet nothings. He likes that.”
I gave him a sideways glance then started to caress the baby. Within a few seconds, my tension eased. Then I leaned forward, whispering just like Constantine had done.
“I think your master is pretty handsome.”
