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Soon, we’ve all piled in, the tunes are playing, and the lights are dimmed. Nyx, a male who never seems at a loss for words, is playing the part of DJ. Our dinner companions are happily dancing without so much as a shard of light between them. Others are dancing at much more discrete distances.
Chance looks at me and shrugs. I get the crazy idea that maybe we really could dance, but I’m reminded I don’t stand as high as his withers.
“I’m sorry,” he says, a look of regret on his handsome face. “It’s not going to work.”
“No problem.” I give him a nonchalant shrug. “We’ll watch.”
I make my way to the edge of the room, telling myself I’ll be content to hold Chance’s hand. Wasn’t I feeling that way not more than an hour ago?
“I have a better idea.” He’s suddenly energized as he grabs my hand and pulls me to the exit, his feetclip-cloppingon the wooden floor.
Chapter Twenty
Chance
I felt powerless there for a minute. The moment I realized that was what I was feeling, I looked for a solution.
“I have an idea.” It takes all my self-control not to trot ahead of Jo. We’ve left the building, and I want to get out of sight of the dorm and arrive at our little clearing in the woods.
Jo’s voice tinkles with laughter as she tries to catch up. When she’s almost at a run, I slow down, realizing she might trip and fall in the darkness. She only has two feet to keep her steady. I need to be more thoughtful.
I detour to our office and grab my laptop.
“Where are we going?” she asks when we’re back outside, hurrying to the wood’s edge.
“Dancing.”
“I call this running.”
“Sorry. I was in a hurry.” I kneel and help her onto my back as we slowly head to the woods, then wend our way through the trees as shards of moonlight trickle through the canopy.
Finally, we arrive at the little protected meadow in the middle of the trees. There’s enough silvery moonlight to see perfectly.
I find the music I’m looking for and cue it up, then set it on a tree stump.
“Hold me, Jo.” My voice has dipped low in that way it does when I can’t pull my thoughts from the shimmer of her purple hair, the fullness of her breasts, or the way her ass sways when she walks.
She slides closer, not needing an invitation to slip her hands around my waist and tuck herself against my back.
Some of the leaves shimmering in the warm breeze are aglow from moonbeams. The air carries the scent of wildflowers and rich earth mingling with the sweet, melodious strains of Ravel’sBoleroas it begins to play.
I stand tall and proud, hooves firmly planted in the soil below, with the woman I love on my back.
Her delicate arms tighten around my strong waist as her body presses closer to mine. Her warmth seeps into my skin, her hair tickling my back.
This piece has always struck me as magical. It begins with only a snare drum, which keeps the beat throughout the entire piece as other instruments join, rising and falling with their melodies.
I dance, my hooves paying attention to the drum, as my heart soars with the other instruments.
“Chance,” Jo whispers, amazement in her voice as her breath whispers across my skin.
My big body sways as the music swells, my movements fluid and graceful. Though she’s behind me, I feel her body sync with mine, as if we’ve been dancing together for years. The wind picks up, whipping our hair wildly around us, but we remain locked in our embrace.
When I turn toward her, the moon above casting a soft light on her smiling face, I can’t help but marvel at her beauty. I feel her heartbeat quicken against my back, her body trembling with excitement as the music accelerates, approaching the crescendo. As we move together, I feel as though I were flying with her on my back, soaring through the night.
I gaze deeply into her eyes, filled with love and tenderness. Leaning closer, I whisper softly in her ear, “I love you.”
A warmth spreads through her body as my words touch her heart. Pressing my palms over her hands which are lodged around my waist, we continue to dance, our bodies and souls entwined.
