CHAPTER NINE
BREA
“Where are we going?” Brea jogged to catch up with Lochlan’s long stride.
“The orchard. No one will bother us there.”
“Ohh, let’s go visit the ponies.” Brea skipped ahead of him along the dirt path.
“Focus, Brea. This is important. You can go visit your ponies after training.
“You’re no fun, Douchey Loch.”
“I feel that word is more of an insult than you’ve led me to believe.”
“I promise, among humans it is a great compliment. You might not be much fun, but I greatly appreciate your dedication to my training, oh great douchey one.” She could barely keep a straight face, but the way his shoulders drew back and his big head swelled even more, he bought it. He made it too easy sometimes.
“It is my pleasure to help you, Brea.”
She really wasn’t looking forward to thi
