Xandry

XANDRY

This place was surprisingly incredible. I didn’t even know that a barn and horse stable would ever get my interest, not until tonight.

Bob and his family bred, trained, and sell horses. They hired workers and experts to maintain their horses’ health, including diet, grooming, and performance.

The damn horse stable was bigger than my apartment. From the bottom of each stall hinged door was made of wood with bars attached in elegantly U-shaped allowing the head of the horse to move freely. It had windows and fans for ventilation and didn’t even smell disgusting at all. There were saddles, stirrups, headgear, halters, and bridles hung on its corner.

“That’s Applejack, Bianca’s horse.” Bob pointed to the horse with a tall and slim figure. He said it was a thoroughbred and one of the most expensive horses that originated from England.

Then he went to the next stall with a little darker than Applejack’s chestnut, but with finely chiseled bone structure and arched neck. “That’s Blaine’s—”

“That’s Mommy’s Queen,” said the boy named Ben.

“Mommy?”

“Yes. That’s mommy’s,” Ben repeated.

Wait, Blaine is a mother? And this boy is her son? I thought—shit! Yeah, he called Bob Dada. So, why am I so surprised? Maybe because Blaine was younger than Bianca to have a four or five-year-old boy.

“Arabian horse. I bought that from Dubai four years ago. Queen already bred.”

“How long does it takes to have a baby horse?”

“A foal, Xandry. Eleven months,” Bob chuckled.

I knew a lot of cars but not a damn horse, old man. I chuckled inwardly.

“Thandry, Mommy’s beautiful, right?” Ben pulled my finger, making me look down at him.

“Your mom?” I discreetly smirked.

“No, the horse.” He jumped pointing his tiny finger at the horse.

“Yeah, she’s gorgeous.”

“No, it’s a he, Thandry,” he eagerly corrected me.

Bob and I laughed at how he called my name. “Yes, he’s gorgeous. Wanna touch him?”

“No, but I rode with him before.”

“Are you even allowed to ride alone, little guy?” I ruffled his dark blond hair.

“Blaine took him with her. She was an equestrienne before she got pregnant with Ben.” Bob’s voice suddenly dropped, and I wondered how did she look like riding a horse.

“Why did she stop?”

“Mommy take care of me. Come and touch Queen. She’s

entertained by kids, but

over the horse face. It was

“Queen bites if he does not know you, Thandry,” Ben said.

hand, making him bark into laughter in amusement.

little guy.”

made me easier to swing him over my shoulder like a sack. He giggled at my back, grabbing a handful of my hair. Ben continued laughing as I placed

home,” I announced as I walked out

sir.”

woman whispering made me

stranger?” Judging by her voice,

angry woman had hands already propped on her hips.

could be—”

serial killer?”

me. Her eyes widened--the most beautiful and rarest teal blue eyes I’ve ever

her sister. Her champagne blonde hair was curled in a luxurious foamed cascading on her shoulders. Her pink tongue flicked between her full

Ben’s mom for the love of fuck!

my cock suddenly thicken. I shook the thought out of my head

landed on my shoulders. “Ben, get down. What do you think you’re you doing up there? I told you not to talk to a stranger, Ben. You’re not gonna have Mom’s cookies tonight!” She tried to pull Ben down,

is Thandry.”

Arthur. I mean it, now!”

said as I tried

don’t call me as—” She abruptly stopped, looking at her

I dared her.

what?”

“What you’re about to say.” I cocked my brow, challenging her. I may be an asshole, but I never cuss

not gonna let him hear it.”

Ben to the ground. “I’m not a stranger, Blaine. I’m here

Ben got down silently. I admired him on how

but Ben didn’t grab it and just glumly glanced at his mom’s

let the electricity zap into our hands. Her hand was warm, soft, and very feminine. My heartbeat instantly quickened just the feeling

her hand back forcibly, shooting me a glare.

“Not yet, gorgeous.” Not yet, not now, or maybe not ever because she feels so damn

“I’m Xandry by the way. Nice to meet you,

She broke the stare, looked down at her son, and calmly said, “Come here, big guy,”

Xandry. Alexander

“I said I

your child then, sweetheart. He’s a good

me about how I should discipline my child, and I know he’s a good and smart kid.”

and walked out of the stable.

let go of Ben’s hand and

with you. I might get lost on my way.” Which was

enthusiastically--hazel eyes filled with hope.

his mom

I inwardly rolled my eyes and looked at her intently. “Will

course, what stup—id question is

let me carry

son but I don’t want him to get close

make him happy while I’m here,”