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"Good things take time, but not when you keep running...
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Zak
We clicked at first encounter. Something about her made me comfortable. The whole time we had dinner, our conversations about the paranormal seemed all too surreal, like we had known each other for years. It was safe to say I was strongly attracted to her. Physically and emotionally. I wanted to know more about her, more than I already knew, and I was willing to do everything in my power to do so. But there was one thing, well, two things stopping me: Bobby Mackey's and Matt. I had known Matt since our first investigation at Bobby Mackey's and know that he was in no place mentally to want to put harm on a person, especially a woman he claimed to love.
It pissed me off to my very core.
"What're you doing tomorrow before you go to work?" I asked, generously curious as to what she does outside of work.
"Eh, I'll probably go riding. Depending on the weather and what time I wake up in the morning," She laughed.
"I don't see how you can ride horses like that. I mean, I've ridden a horse a handful of times in my life, and it hurts me," I chuckled, embarrassed.
"Ah, I see. I know a lot of male horse riders. You just have to ride right!" She explained.
"Well, you might have to teach me sometime!" I joked, kind of hoping that she wouldn't teach me how to ride a horse. I wouldn't admit it, but I was scared of horses. Just in case you didn't know, I like being in control and being on an animal two times bigger than me, that has a mind of its own and can kill me with one kick, that was terrifying.
The guys always tease me about being a control freak.
Just like they tease me about having a sudden urge to take up a hobby that I've never talked about before just because a girl I liked did it.
"Well, if you're leaving town tomorrow, you should swing by my farm, and I'll give you a quick lesson if you're up for it?" She asked, hopeful.
As much as I didn't want to...
"Sure," I said. "What time do you want me to come? Would you want me to bring the guys?"
"If you want to! Arson is the main horse that I personally ride, but I have two other horses that are just trail riding horses. I call them Pleasure Ponies," She laughed.
As much as I knew Nick loved riding horses, I felt like I would be selfish if I didn't invite him to do so. I wouldn't even bother asking Aaron because I knew he hated riding horses.
He has a beef with horses since he was kicked in the face by a horse when he was a kid. I can't blame him, though, I'd be afraid of horses too if one did that to me.
"Okay, but if it's okay with you, I'll go ahead and ask the guys. We'll head up there early since you have to work,"
"Fine by me! I'll text you my address after I get home, and I'll see you later!" She smiled, embracing me with a friendly hug before she got into her truck.
