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“All right, I at least want to take a look. I can’t promise I’ll ride though.”
“All I ask is that you try.”
My heart swells to the point of bursting. I know what he’s doing. Trevor is working to return me to Texas whole. I love him for it and hope that I don’t disappoint him.
We climb out of the truck with Leonardo and head for the stables. Leonardo leads us down to the end. My heart races with each step.
“These are our unclaimed stallions,” Leonardo announces as he stops and strokes the head of a gray horse.
He’s pretty, but my feet keep moving as if they have a mind of their own. I stop before the stall with the black horse, who’s looking right at me. I lock eyes with him and move forward.
Placing a hand on the side of his head, I take the breath I hadn’t known I was holding. He releases a slight snort but seems to settle beneath my touch.
I’m so emotionally overwhelmed that I collapse forward and place my forehead to his. This is the one. This is my horse. It’s like something clicks into place within.
“Baby, you okay?” Trev asks as he places a hand on my back and begins to rub.
I can only nod. However, the stallion seems to become agitated. He snorts, backs away and begins to buck within the stall.
“Ah,Cuore Selvaggio,we haven’t broken him yet. I don’t know if this is the one for you.”
“He’s perfect,” I breathe.
“She’s no stranger to breaking horses,” Trev adds.
Leonardo looks at us warily. I can see the wheels turning. My daddy used to get that same look when I wanted to help Pook with her wild horses.
I was smaller than my sister and younger but determined. I also have a gentle but firm hand with horses. It’s like I speak their language.
I turn to look back at the horse as he lifts on his hind legs. He’s so beautiful. His pectoral muscles have a heart-shaped gray patch. Murgeses are known for their black or dark-gray coats. Some have white hair mixed evenly throughout, giving them what’s called a blue roan coat.
This horse has a shiny black main and tail. His body is a lush black, but that heart shape is blue and beautiful. He’s quite impressive.
“What’s his name?”
“Wild Heart,” Trevor says with a smile. “That’s whatCuore Selvaggiomeans.”
I look to Trev with wide eyes. I have to have this horse. My heart sinks as he doesn’t seem to calm down. I know Leonardo isn’t going to allow me to ride him, no matter how much I want to bond with him.
“Maybe you will like his brother.Fumois a much tamer horse. I can have him saddled for you,” Leonardo says.
Smoke, that sounds like a nice horse, but I can’t pull myself away from Wild Heart. I don’t know how to describe this pull between us.
“Would you like to rideFumo? That means?—”
“Smoke, I understood that one.” I shrug. “I guess, but can I have some time here?”
“Of course,” Leonardo says.
However, I don’t miss the wariness in his voice. Ignoring him, I focus back on Wild Heart. I coo at him, trying to get him to relax.
Trevor hands me a few carrots one of the workers brings over. It takes a moment, but the horse settles and comes to take a carrot from me.
“Good boy, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to get so emotional. You can relax, I’m okay,” I whisper.
He settles right down and allows me to run my hand down his neck. I spend a few minutes with him before Leonardo returns to get me so I can head out for a ride on Smoke.
At first, I stand staring at the horse. Almost as if frozen in place. This was our thing. Pook and I would ride together for hours. My sister taught me how to care for the horses and how to love the equestrian life. I became a better rider because of her.
