I stood in front of the last horse box. All the horses (and their tack ) had been put away. All of the saddles and bridles hung up on the racks to the left of each stall door with the exception of Tripp's, who Bella was currently riding, and Delilah who I was currently holding.

Delilah was a pretty, tall, buckskin mare. She whinnied and Bella looked over. She smiled as I petted the horse's neck.

I watched as she gracefully slid off the horse and landed on her feet. I smiled as she exited the gate and walked over, the horse in hand. She smiled at me and suddenly a sly smirk spread across her face.
"So, have you ridden anything other than a Harley?" she smirked as she headed to the barn, with me following.
"No, never wanted ta," I replied as I speed walked to beside her. She smirked as she put Tripp away, untacked him and wiped the tack clean as I put Delilah in the stall and knotted the rope how she told me before sitting down on a bale of straw, that I'd brought down from the loft, watching her clean the tack
"Know how to tack a horse up?" she asked and I nodded.
"Well then, I'll be damned if I can't teach you how to ride a horse," she smirked
We both turned our heads to the drive as we saw the entire crew pull up.
"They must'a heard a new person is in town, came ta check yer out," I told her and she nodded and watched as they all got off their bikes and hung their helmets up.

"Hello?!" Clay shouted. She sighed and cupped her hands round her lips and stood near the door.
"BARN! GRAB A BEER FROM THE COOLBOX EACH!" She shouted and I grinned.
"Yer sure know how ter butter them up," I commented as I leaned back with a beer she'd handed me a while back. I saw the entire club walk down as she went back to cleaning the tack.

She finished before the club got to the barn and had gotten a carrier bag filled with rolled up netting. She opened two of them up and placed it in my hands.
"Hold that open," she instructed as she started filled it with hay. She hung it up on a loop bolted on to a low beam and unraveled another white net and placed it in my hands. The club began to filter in through the doors and some laughed as they saw me helping the little lady. She finished that one and unhooked the other and went into Joker and Jester's stalls. She hung them up on rings and the horses began to eat.
"Just gimme a minute. I'll get cha somewhere to sit," she said. She walked into the loft and looked over the balcony.
"Catch!" she shouted and the boys looked up as she threw a bale down. Clay caught it and he and Bobby sat down. Another flew through the air and into Juice and Happy. They both stumbled as they caught it before they sat down. Another bale flew into Jax and Opie and another one flew down into half-sack, who unsuccessfully caught it and landed straight on his ass. Half the club laughed and she flew down the stairs in a flurry.
"Oh god! So sorry, thought there were more of ya!" she said as she helped Kip up. He shrugged his shoulders and sat down.

"So what brings you to Charming?" Clay asked taking a swig of his beer. She sighed and looked at the ceiling.
"My mother left my father when she didn't even know about me. She left me on the doorstep of the only man she trusted. They raised me but I knew I weren't related to them, we had completely different views on everything. We all looked completely different. I was the only one who had a different last name. So I grew curious. I looked it up, searched up family members had DNA tests ran and found out my family a couple of weeks ago. So I packed my shit, made the right calls - people who owed me favours - and got in my car and had em ship my bikes and cars here. Horses only turned up today." she said as she glared at the floor. She took a sip of beer and turned away.
"Never did get ya name darlin'?" Jax spoke up.
"Bella. Just Bella, no middle name, no last name," she said and gave us a sad grin before standing.
She walked out and over to a huge shed.
"I see you guys are bike enthusiasts?" she asked as she opened the doors. Curiosity got the best of us and we followed. We each looked inside and gasped at the number of classic cars and bikes, there was almost 3 million dollars worth. She grinned before shutting the door.

"Right, enough drooling. Chibs I believe that I told myself I'd be damned if you couldn't ride a horse," she grinned as the MC elbowed each other and started making bets.
"Make ya bets now." I sighed as I walked through the aisle separating the two rows of stables.

"You'll be riding Irish," she said as she took me to the dark brown gelding. Cold blue eyes stared back at me. She gestured to the tack as she unbolted the door, clipped on the rope and gestured to me.
"Go ahead." She sat down on the straw bales with the club and leant back with her legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles. I sighed and put the saddle on and stared at the bridle before copying what I had seen Bella do with Tripp.

She stood as I fastened the last buckle and inspected the tack she nodded before grabbing his reins and leading him out.
"Kutte off, hide the guns in a hay net or something, and that bloody knife. You ain't gonna be stabbing my horse anytime soon." She said and I slipped the kutte off hanging it on the bridle hook and stashing my guns in the haynet of his empty stall.
"This'll be good," Jax smirked as we all walked outside.

Well, thank ya for all the positive comments! I told ya I'd update again today. I'll hopefully get something in on Thursday and Friday but not tomorrow. Chibs is going for a ride!
Who else do you want to see in the saddle? Leave us a comment and I'll see what I can do!
Hope you enjoy! :)

BTW Next chapter - Chibs lands on his ass and family trees are a growing!