The olympians forbidden young love

Hold tight

Clara POV

The afternoon flew by. Johannes introduced me to the horses, they were all 4 or 5 and he was starting their training for their owners, as well as one he’d bought for himself and was hoping would be his next top horse. Then in the last box was Prince, the horse we’d ridden together yesterday.

‘And this old fella is my best friend’ he said. He paused to look at me. ‘I don’t know what your riding’s like but I was thinking to start with you could ride him while I’m on the youngsters- that way you and him can look after us and he’s a good boy, he’ll reassure the others.’

I blinked, this was too good to be true. Prince was beautiful… and massive. The thought of riding such a fancy horse hadn’t really crossed my mind. ‘Does that sound ok?’ Johannes asked. All I could do was nod. ‘Ok great, come with me I’ll show you where the tack is’.

‘Now?’ I asked, suddenly conscious that compared to this lot I didn’t really look appropriately dressed… not that I even owned fancy riding clothes anyway. ‘It’s just…. These are the only clothes I brought today… I thought I’d be mucking out…’

Johannes turned around laughing, ‘There’s no one to see you here don’t worry. If you get through this month we can sort you out a uniform, but for now lets just see what you ride like’.

No pressure there then. I don’t think I’d ever felt more nervous getting on a horse, I’d basically learned to ride by people letting me help exercise there horses for free… I wasn’t too sure what a professional was going to make of this, ut it was too late to turn back now, and I didn’t want to anyway.

As soon as I was on Prince I couldn’t help my smile. He felt so powerful, and he did everything I asked so perfectly. Johannes got on a beautiful young bay and we headed out around the fields, we’d probably gone two miles walking with a couple of trots before he brought his horse closer to me and Prince. ‘You’re not exactly chatty then’. My mouth dropped open, I’d just been enjoying the ride so much I hadn’t actually said a word. ‘It’s ok though, you ride well, Prince looks very relaxed’.

‘He’s amazing’ I breathed the looked down.. I sound like a school girl.

‘He sure is, how about we have a little canter’ he said. And we were off, it was probably the best ride of my life!

Once we were back at the yard I mucked out the rest of the horses while Johannes rode a couple more in the small arena next to the main yard. I kept looking over, amazed at both his riding and the horses. How did I end up here? It seemed that he’d almost forgotten I was there though, hedidnt look back to me or talk to me once until I was coming out of the last stable and it was time to go. It was nearly 8, my mum was going to kill me.

‘Do you want a lift home?’ Johannes said as he locked the gate behind us. I looked round for a car but there was only a large black motor bike with two helmets. I shut my eyes, my mum would kill me, but this looked too fun to turn down.

‘Yes, please’ I managed to whisper. He picked up a helmet and came and stood in front of me, I went to reach for it but he put out a hand and playfully tweaked my hair which I’d scrunched back into a bun, ‘You’ll need to undo this’, I rolled my eyes, how stupid could a be. I quickly undid my hair and he stepped forward again so we were facing each other less than half a meter apart. I could smell his after shave again, how did someone smell this good after an afternoon around horses! He Placed the helmet on y head and focussed on adjusting the straps, his hands brushing against my face as he did it made my skin tingle.

He stepped back, pulling on his own helmet and straddling the bike. I gingerly climbed on behind him, trying not to get overly close. ‘Ready?’ he asked and I gasped- the helmet had like an intercom or something so it sounded like he was right in my ear, he must have heard because he chuckled. ‘Yup’ I said, trying to hold onto the handles behind me without looking lie I’d never done this before, which of course I hadn’t.

The bike leapt forward, unbalanced I slipped forward and accidentally grabbed his waist, my body was pressed close to his, ‘Hold on as tight as you like’ he chuckled again, speeding off down the road. My mum was definitely going to kill me.