Was he laughing at her? He was! He was laughing
at her. “I don’t mind riding your horse,” she said, her chin going up as it
always did when a challenge presented itself.
“Excellent.”
He swung up on the
horse and extended his hand to her. “Put your foot in the stirrup, and I’ll
pull you up.”
Aimee confidently
stuck her foot in the stirrup and took his hand. She’d never been on a horse
before, but how hard could it be? Just a
little step up, right?
Wrong. The horse was
taller than she thought. As she floundered and scrambled against the animal’s
side, Cade gave her arm a jerk and set her in place behind him. The minute the
horse felt her weight it farted, a long, drawn-out expulsion of air that seemed
to go on forever.
Cade laughed as if it
was the most hysterical thing he’d ever heard. He turned around to say
something, took a look at her face, and wisely decided to say nothing. She’d
had to put her arms around him, and she still felt him shaking with laughter. Barbarian.
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