(ASA)
"Is Bella a gentle horse?" I asked nervously. "It's been so long. I'm actually a little nervous now that we're here."
Zev's eyes gentled. "Bella is very docile. She's older. I think you'll like her."
"Perfect." I hugged myself, watching as Kurt led a large black horse out of one of the stalls and then a smaller gray mare with a white mane and tail. He quickly put the saddle and bridle on them and motioned us over.
Zev put his hand on the small of my back, and I felt myself relaxing. While his touch made me shiver with pleasure, it was also soothing. I knew instinctively he would watch out for me.
Kurt smiled at me. "Shall I help you up?" "I'll help him," Zev said curtly.
"Of course, Sir." Kurt stepped back, his face blank.
