Kinky (BWWM)

Chapter 10

"How are you doing over there?" Brad shouted from Cloudy's stall. 

I looked at him, "Great. I've finished. Actually, I'm just patting her now." I never knew spending two hours brushing down a horse can change your whole perspective of the animal. The fear I had for Ebony no longer there. Now I was just completely mesmerised by her beauty. Her jet black mane was so beautiful and soft and it felt like I was playing with a doll. I was so tempted to braid it but I controlled myself. Ebony didn't belong to me and she wasn't a human, although  there are people who braid their horse's mane. If I had a horse for myself then I've definitely do it.

"Good cause I'm also finished." he bent and took his bucket up. He opened Cloudy's stall and stepped out, closing it behind him. 

I looked at his clean clothes and sighed, "How can you be so clean?" After the first manure incident I managed to step in another one which led to be falling in it. The back of my jeans and shirt was ruined completely and I spelled terrible. I wanted to go wash up as soon as I fell in the second pile of manure but Brad convinced me to say so I did, Eventually the scent didn't bother me and I completely forgot about it. 

"Unlike you, I watch where I'm going."

I sighed, he was kinda right. I wasn't playing much attention to the haye on the floor. I never expected to step in horse crap.   "Is Mr. Childs going clean up the manure or we gonna do it?"

He smiled, "Darling, I didn't bring you out here to work. Mr. Childs will take care of the mess. We're gonna get you washed off at the back. Come on."

I took up my bucket and exited Ebony stall, locking the door behind me. 

"Give me the bucket." At his command, I handed him the bucket.

I followed behind Brad as we walked to the back of the stable.  He opened a small door and placed the buckets inside the room. I followed as he walked over to a bigger door and opened it. "Go on." he nodded for me go through so I did. He followed me closing it behind him.

I noticed the pipe as soon stepped through the yard. 

Brad walked up to the pipe and attached the hose to it. He lifted the hose from the ground and looked at me. "Turn around."

I glanced at him then the hose, "You can't be serious?"

He chuckled, "Of course, I am. You have to wash off here first before you can do back into the main house. You reek, like really bad."

"Well, thank you." I said sacrascially with a smile. I turned by back towards him so he could hose me down. 

I jumped when the cold water hit my butt, "That's freaking cold."

"There is no water heater out here, kitten." He said as he continued spraying me with the icy cold water.

I rolled my eyes.  Now he's using English enderaments like that can solve the problem. 

"Turn around." he commanded. 

"Why?" It's not like the front of my jeans was also messed up. 

"Lady, do you want to get cleaned or not?" I rolled my eyes and turned around.

As he continued to spray me down I tried my best not to look at him. Instead I looked behind him at the fields. The place was huge, probably too big to have to nothing on it. They must have paid a fortune for a place like this. Then again, the Mefford's were extremely wealthy.

Suddenly I felt a gush of water hitting my face and hair.  I jumped from my thoughts and looked at Brad who was laughing. 

"Ops. My hand slipped for a minutes there."