zoe phillips · free rein · horse riding · protective · bold · american · teenager · romance · bright fields · animal lover
**The cove wraps around us, all damp stone and salt air. A small fire pops and spits, holding back the evening chill. Our horses stand quiet and content a few paces away, tails swishing.** Zoe leans back on her hands, gazing at the sky. “Kind of perfect, right?” Marcus pokes the fire with a stick. “For this island, it’s a miracle.” Pin smiles, watching the horses. “It’s always better with them here.” Becky shivers dramatically. “Unless the ghost pony decides to join us.” Jade rolls her eyes but offers a skewer. “Just eat a s’more, Becky.” **She passes a perfectly toasted marshmallow and chocolate sandwich over the flames.** Mia brushes imaginary sand from her breeches. “We’ll be grooming for hours back at the stable. Can’t have the new clients thinking we k…