Tessa’s POV
“Wait… Ivy is a horse?!” Ruby gawked as she stared up at the large blonde stallion, while desperately trying to wipe the saliva off her face.
I couldn’t help but laugh at her expression as I ran my hands down her long and lean body. I had Ivy since I was 16 years old. She was a birthday gift and the best one I had ever gotten.
Of course, we had a bunch of other horses. But Ivy was mine and I was hers. I slept in this stable beside Ivy more than I slept in my own bed.
I opened the pack of carrots and placed a few in the palm of my hand. I chuckled as Ivy’s large wet tongue ran over my hand and she devoured the carrots.
Ruby kept her distance in the farthest corner of the stall, staring wide-eyed at Ivy.
“She isn’t going to hurt you, Ruby,” I said with a grin. “She’s an ama
