Roughly an hour after they set out, the duo entered a small clearing dissected by a babbling brook. It was just the sort of place Kit pictured in his mind. Though there was a small part of him that would have preferred spending some time in his bedroom or Roman’s—he was no longer ashamed of thinking it. Roman turned him on, stirred something deep inside of him that he hadn’t felt in so very long, and he wanted to explore it, let it loose, have some fun.
There would be plenty of time for that another day, he figured.
“Well, this is the place,” Roman said, drawing Bumblebee to a halt. With ease, he dismounted, stepping away from his mare, who instantly put her head down and started grazing, tail swishing.
Kit followed suit, a little antsy about leaving Endeavor untethered, but the gelding
