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On A Night Like This
A Few Birthday Drabbles
On a night like this, I could fall in love
I could fall in love with you
In this dark so dense, we talk so soft
the way young lovers do
~Dave Barnes~
Training
"You'll be okay, boy. This should be a piece of cake." Bella ran her hand along his snout, whispering and fawning over the horse.
Aro snorted, kicking his hoof in the dirt. He neighed his agreement to her words, rubbing his head against her shoulder.
I watched in awe as they connected, speaking to each other the only way that they could. They ran on the track, besting their times with each new start.
They were one.
The Race
No other horse could match them. Bella and Aro nearly flew across the track, moving and anticipating their opponent's steps before they made them.
My muscles tensed with each stretch, waiting until they crossed the finish line safely. I couldn't relax until she was safe.
It was hard to decipher where she ended and he began, they moved so fluidly. They complemented each other perfectly.
The Win
The winners circle was overrun with photographers and participants. Everyone wanted to congratulate the race's winners. Flowers and checks, flashes and screams, excitement filled the air.
Bella couldn't stop smiling, her cheeks flushed and her eyes bright. Aro stood tall and proud, he was a true stallion.
When the pictures were finished I helped her down from Aro's back, kissing her temple and whispering in her ear, "Congratulations."
She gasped, lifting her gaze to mine. Flushed and shy, she never looked more beautiful.
Love
Bella hid herself on the back porch, staring out at the moon. She hated being the center of attention even now. The dress she wore was too thin, offering no support from the winter chill.
"You'll freeze out here." I wrapped my coat around her shoulders, settling myself behind her on the porch railing.
"I'm fine." Her voice was barely above a whisper, soft and gentle.
Lifting my hand to her face, I stroked her cheek with the back of my forefinger. "Are you sure?" When she shook her head slightly, I lowered mine and lightly pressed my lips to hers.
Have a fabulous birthday T! I hope you enjoyed a little bit of Edward and Bella time.
I only wish that I could have written more for you!