'Am I finally about to hear her lore?'
Melissa was still a puzzle to him. She was one of the loveliest, most open-minded women he'd met here—friendly, chatty, and sometimes a little too nice for her own good—but beyond that, he knew jack about her. Celeste? He knew more about her and she barely talked at all.
'Maybe this is my chance to dig deep into Melissa… and then…'
His eyes glimmered, that slow, dangerous curve tugging at his lips. If Melissa had seen it, she'd probably have called it an evil smile. Luckily for him, she was too busy fussing with the horse to notice.
'...then I'll make those cheeks jiggle.'
...
It didn't take them long to get on the trail, the horse's hooves thudding softly against the packed dirt as they moved under the shade of overhanging branches.
Naturally, Rae was plastered against Melissa's back, arms looped around her waist like he was clinging to the last lifeboat on a sinking ship.
