Puppy Love

The Barrels

"Mocha, what a beautiful name," I murmur.

"You wanna go for a ride?" asked Brooks

"Sure," I said excitedly. I grabbed a hot pink halter and lead Mocha out to the tack bay.

I walk over to were all the saddles were place. I looked down at my old saddle. Hmm looks a bit to small now "Um brooks what saddle do i use? some how i don't think that ill fit my old one," I said holding up the little 13 inch western saddle.

"Ha here use this one, we'll go shopping when we get back," he said pick up an old tan western saddle.

"Thanks," I said as I finished tack up mocha. I lead her out of the barn and into the large arena in front of the house. I mount mocha and I'm closely followed by brooks.

Before Brooks mounts he walks over to the far corner on the a arena, "Barrels?"he asks

"Hell yeah," I hadn't ridden the barrel in so long.

I get more and more excited as he drags the barrels to there positions. I warm up Mocha and the n wait by the start line for Brooks.

"lets make this a competition," Stated Brooks "if I win I get to take you on a date,"

"Wow some one is discreet, and if I win?" I asked

"I'll be your slave for the rest of the day," was his rely and I just laughed.

"Your on cowboy, your first," I said moving behind him. He gave me the stop watch and a grin before he takes of in a flat canter. the fluent movement of his beautiful buckskin horse, the sun was hitting his face perfectly. As he made it to the last barrel he pushed his horse up in to a gallop, hand on the horn and the rains around the horses ears he finished with a time if 20 seconds.

I didn't say anything, I just pass him the stop watch and take off. My hat flew of before I even made it to the first barrel. I some how trusted this alien horse so I pushed her up in to a gallop. Taking the barrel wide but cutting in before making my way the the 2nd barrel. I hadn't done this in such a long time. the Adrenalin cursed through my veins. I made it the the second barrel, taking it wide and then cutting in i quickly make my way to the third and last barrel. I didn't want this ride to finish. Giving it my all i spur and rise in my saddle holding on to the horn of my saddle and make it to the finish line. In a way I was sad because I loved that feeling. Mocha's panting as we make it over to Brooks who showed me my time 16.5 seconds.

"Ha I win!!,"I screamed "Go make me POPCORN!"

"Yes Sir," He said like a solder riding of towards the barn.

we untacked and walked in to the house.

"How was she?" Asked my uncle

"Beautiful like riding a dream," I said

'"Joe can you drive us into town please, we need to buy a new saddle for Audrey over here,' He said gesturing to me.

"Sure thing, just let me grab my keys," Said Joe running of in some random direction.

"Ugh. I hate shopping," I grumble "slave carry me to the car."

I didn't think he was actually going to do it, surprising me with his strength (as I'm not the lightest girl ever) he picked me up carrying me bridle style to Uncle Joe's car.

"I was kidding you know you didn't have to carry me I do have two perfectly working legs of my own," I said strapping my seat belt.

"Nah its fine you were light as a feather anyway," was his reply. I just laughed as my uncle came to join us in the Ute.

My uncle turned the key in the ignition and one of my favourite songs in the world came on.

"See these hands, rough not soft," ha I loved this song, Luke Bryan was awesome.

"Hey baby I'm a country man," I said flicking my head in the direction of Brooks. I looked up though my eye lids , raising my eye brows up and down, like I was singing it to him, this resulted in his hysterical laughing. the sun shining on his face, the sweat from the earlier ride dripped of his nose.

All could think I think I like this guy.

~authors note~

short i know. comment vote plz