A Hint of Spice

Chapter 19

I fidgeted on the saddle pad as I waited for Niall. I had sent him a text that I was waiting outside. I had two horses, the paint that would carry Niall and I and the pack horse. I soon saw the blonde quiff step out of the doors.

"Niall!" I screamed as I spurred the horse, making her walk over to him. I slid off the paint's back and helped Niall tie his suit cases to the pack horse. I got back onto the paint and helped Niall up, kissing him. He sat behind me. His arms wrapped around my waist, his chin resting in the crook of my neck.

"I missed you." He whispered into my ear.

"I missed you too." I led the paint out of the parking lot and down the road.

"How far is the house?"

"Ranch, and several miles, so we have plenty of time by ourselves."

He kissed my neck and held me tighter. "I like that." He whispered into my neck. A moan escaped my throat as I gave him access to my neck. He kissed me on the neck over and over softly. I gripped the reigns in my right hand tightly. The pack horse's lead was gripped in my left tightly. My knuckles turned white from my grip.

"Niall.." I croaked.

"What?" He asked.

I pushed his head away softly with my right hand that had let go of the reigns. I looked over my shoulder at him. "Do you ever think about the past?" I asked looking back at the road. His chin rested in the crook of my neck.

"Ya. Why?"

"I'll be honest. When I was in middle school I felt that nobody liked me. My friends were there for me and a few male gender friends." I paused to giggled along with Niall. "Anyways, I always wanted to play football with the guys, and I'm talking pig skin. I couldn't muster up enough courage and I was always too afraid because I liked a guy. He use to be nice to me but he ended up being a total jerk. I wanted to talk to people about it an when I did it's like they wouldn't get the message. Whenever I told something about him to someone I wanted them to tell him. Some things I didn't, but I watched as girls all around me said they liked him. I had this protectiveness over him. He didn't like me though." My eyes dropped to my hands. "I wanted to go out with him, but he said it would be weird since the first time was during Valentines day and it didn't last long. I forced myself not to text him or make eye contact whenever I passed him in the hall. We made eye contact anyway. The not texting him went on for awhile until one day I texted him talking about how I didn't care and I didn't like him anymore. But.. I think I always did care about him." Niall's breath hitched in his throat, but I continued. "And then you came along during collage in England. I loved England and the Irish people who had moved there. You were so nice and caring and I loved it. I just-" I cut off as he breathed slowly.

"You just what?" He asked hesitantly.

"I just want to let you know that I don't think I could last long without you." I whispered truthfully. He was all I had and all I needed.

**

I led him to the guest house and upstairs. Zayn was most likely hanging out with Liam. They had become good friends as Liam visited him to make sure he was okay.

I whipped around to meet Niall with a heavy stare. He took two steps to me and pressed his forehead to mine. I stared into his eyes as we breathed. His arms snaked around my waist and pulled me close, kissing me. My arms wrapped around his neck and fisted some of his blonde-brunette hair. He grunted as we kissed, it soon becoming sloppy.

I pulled away and looked at my feet, pressing my head into his chest. "I'm ready for bed." I glanced over at my clock that read 12:00pm.

"Then lets go."