A/N: Okay, so I may have gone a little update crazy today, but I got hit with a bunch of inspiration, so here ya go ;)

"EEK!" Ashley squeeked and jumped behind me.

Standing inside the stall in front of us was my horse Bacardi. She was the most perfect horse in the world, or at least that was my opinion. She was jet black from head to toe, except for a little spot of white on her forehead that resembled the bat thing on Bacardi bottles, hence her name. She was gentle and had fairly good manners, although, she could be a bit of a hand full when riding. But this horse could jump the moon, not to mention the speed she had too. When it came down to a final jump off, no one stood a chance against Bacardi and I. I smiled and opened the door. She perked her ears and came closer to me. I smiled and stroked her neck gently.

"Hey baby, did you miss me" I cooed to her.

"Spencer! It's a horse! Why do you do thesengs to me" Ashley pleaded, she had backed up even further when I opened the door.

"Ash, come on, Bacardi is a sweetie, you'll love her, just give her a pet" I said with a pout.

Ashley glared at me, then the horse and back at me. She took a few steps forward and stretched out her hand. Bacardi closed the distance with her muzzle, letting out a warm breath. Ashley squeeked again and stepped back.

"Happy?" she said.

"Very" I retorted proudly.

I kissed Bacardi and closed her stall door, noticing the disgusted look Ashley gave me.

"I'm never kissing you again" she said, srunching her nose.

"HA! Good one" I said laughing.

She shrugged, Ashley knew she couldn't keep her hands...or lips off of me.

I showed Ashley around, and she helped me unload my car, although she complained the whole time. I wasn't going to ride just yet, there were lessons later on and I wanted to see if they needed Bacardi in any of them. But no one was here, so I took Bacardi out of her stall and started fitting her new blanket to her. Her old pink one was getting weathered and torn, and last week my mom had gone out and picked up a new Burberry patterned one, which looked amazing on her. As I put it on her so I could adjust the straps Ashley sat a fair distance away, eyeing the horse carefully. I sighed, at least she wasn't screaming at her anymore, that was progress. As I bent down to grab a loose buckled Bacardi stomped at an itch on her leg. Although she came nowhere near my face, she was always very careful with her feet when people were around, Ashley didn't like the fact that it had happened at all.

"Hey horse! You hurt my girl and you're off to the glue factory!" Ashley said, standing up and pointing at Bacardi.

"Ash!" I said, she didn't have to threaten my mare.

"Just sayin'" she replied before sitting back down.

I smiled, I loved how protective my baby was of me. My smiled remained present as I finished adjusting the blanket and put Bacardi back in her stall. I shivered slightly, the cold was starting to get to me.

"Hey Ash, you cold?" I asked.

"Freezing" she said, getting up.

"Come on, the office is heated, we can watch a movie or something for a bit" I said, taking her hand.

I took off my coat and shut the door behind us as the warm air from the furnace hit me. Ashley did the same and then we both removed our sweatshirts. I smiled and flopped down on the couch. I'd sat here many times with an ice pack on some part of my body while my coach called my parents to tell them I needed to see a doctor because I fell off. Let's just say Bacardi and I didn't always see eye to eye when it came to jumping when I first bought her. She would see one distance, I would see another or she would go left and I would go right, but I'd like to think we had all those kinks worked out by now. Ashley joined me as I pressed play to see what was in the DVD player. It was Racing Stripes.

"It's kinda a kiddy movie" I said with a shrug.

"I wasn't planning on watching the movie" Ashley said, inches herself closer until she was on top of me.

"Well, we could always watch a different one" I said, playing dumb.

"No"

"I could show you the arena again"

"No"

"We could..."

"Shut up and make-out?"

That shut me up. I grabbed her shirt and pulled her to me, closing the distance between us. Our lips moved fiercely as we quickly deepened the kiss with our tongues. Ashley rubbed the crotch of her jeans against mine and I suddenly became aware of how badly I wanted her. Our first time had been amazing, but I was a little nervous and not sure about what to do. Now that I knew what to do, and how amazing it was, I was craving it so much more than ever before. I laced my fingers into Ashley's hair as her arms were locked at my sides, trapping me under her.

"Little Spencer Carlin is all grown up" came a voice with a smirk in it.

"She didn't even tell us she was coming home" said another.

Ashley and I sat up and I turned a deep shade of red. Standing in the door was my coach, the main coach of the barn and a woman who's daughter rode and boarded her horse at the barn. Ashley slid off me as I ran my fingers through my hair.

"Hey guys, I'm back" I said with a shy smile.