Deidre was glad Dom had his arm around her or she might have fallen. “Jesus, Case,” Dom laughed at his antics.
Leaning up to his ear, she asked, “Is this normal?”
“Princess, there ain’t nothing normal about head Case here.” He laughed leading her towards the table to sit with Jaxson.
“Hey! I resent that,” Casey grumbled.
“Shouldn’t you be sleeping or something?” Dom teased him.
“Wellll, ideally yes. But then I thought to myself, “Hey Case, there’s a woman around now, maybe she’ll cook! Turns out she does!”
“Pincess’s panpakes are for me,” Jax told him smugly.
“That so, kid? You don’t wanna share with Uncle Casey even a little bit?” Casey whined.
“Ummm….”
“You gonna let me starve, kid?”
“Oh, I ‘pose not,” Jax told him mournfully, eyeing the stack of pancakes in the middle of the table. “But my pincess first,” he said sternly as Casey went to grab some, making them all laugh.
“Oh, sweet man, it’s okay. Uncle Casey can go ahead. I ate while I cooked.”
“Are you sure, pincess?” Nodding her head, he let Casey start eating.
Whispering in Dom’s ear she told him, “He’s adorable.”
Once breakfast was finished and she and Jax got the dishes cleaned up—that was a chore in itself—they went out back where he was showing her all the animals they had.
In the barn were a beautiful golden mare and her colt. “Dat’s Goldie and her baby, Honey. Daddy let me name them,” Jax told her proudly.
“What breed is this horse?” she wondered aloud, not really expecting him to know.
“A ‘merican coter horse.”
Thinking his words through, she practically had to transcribe them before it hit her. “American Quarter Horse?”
“Yup, dat’s what I said.”
“Do you ride?” she asked him.
“Only wiff Daddy or Unca Casey. You would wook wike a real pincess riding Goldie,” he told her in awe.
“Oh, I don’t know about that. I like my feet firmly on the ground.” Watching the new mother and her foal interact was an experience she wouldn’t soon forget. Everything the mother did for her baby was out of protection. She watched the young with eagle eyes, making sure she never stumbled. Nudged her in the right direction with her long face when she got too wobbly.
A loud bang a few stalls over got their attention. Walking slowly and holding tightly to Jax’s hand, they came upon a beautiful black horse. He was huge and magnificent.
“What’s his name?” she asked in a low voice so as not to spook the animal, knowing instinctively it was a male and had to be Dominic’s horse.
“That’s Raine. He’s Honey’s daddy,” Jax told her.
She was mesmerized by him. He was enormous, bigger than what had to be normal for a horse. His muscles rippled with restrained energy, yet he was calm and inquisitive. He had his head over the stall sniffing at her trying to figure out who the new person was.
She lifted her hand slowly, not wanting to scare him and brought it to his face where he nudged it like he was looking for something. Giggling had her looking down.
“He wants an apple,” Jax told her pulling her to a bin on the far wall that held them.
“Am I allowed?” she asked him wondering if it would affect his diet. Were horse’s supposed to have fruit? She’d never been around anything other dogs and cats, so she didn’t know. “Maybe we should wait for your da,” she suggested.
“It’s okay, the horse always gets one after brefkast. But you hab to give it to him. I’m not allowed,” he told her reasonably.
Grabbing an apple, they went back to him holding it out the way Jax showed her with her palm and fingers flat. She giggled as Raine ate it; his whiskers tickled her hand. Rubbing his nose gently, she was amazed at how gentle he was for such a big animal. He was majestic in his own right, far more so than Jax seemed to think she was.
“C’mon, I wanna show you da chickens, too!” Jax pulled tightly on her