Casey heard the rain starting. Only a few calm drops. She had just gotten out of a long hot shower and she grabbed for her robe. It was big, soft, and fluffy. Jake had bought it for her 25th birthday and she loved to feel wrapped up in it. She slipped on her white canvas shoes, and went out the front door for the barn. The water was running down the drive and it made it somewhat slippery, but she made it.
The horses were the first priority. Of course, they were waiting for her at the gate and the large stallion gave a snort when he saw her, a kind of "Happy to see you, now hurry" type of sound. She loved him with all her heart and he knew it. He was jet black and her head barely reached his shoulder. She had bought him the best mares in the state and he was kept happy. She loved his gentle way. He always wanted to rest his head on her shoulder and sniff her hair. But his power was staggering. He had a fierce way of him. He was possessive over her, and it had caused a few tense moments between her and him, but they always seemed to forgive each other and that is what he lived for.
One by one she lead the mares in, of course he would wait until they were all safe before he came in. Last one and proud of it. He strolled past her, only to give her a nudge and send her flying a little. She giggled and he knew she was ok. Sometimes he forgot his own strength with her.
She got out the grain and feed them all and with a flash and a loud crash the storm arrived in a burst. The rain was so heavy she couldn't see the house, and she though…how funny will she look when Jake arrives home to find her stuck in the barn in nothing, but her robe. She sat on a bale in front of Majesty and stroked his nose. She thought it was funny she called him Her Majesty. He was sure the king of the stable. She leaned her head back against the hay and listened to the thunder, strong and fierce. Battling the night sky for room to breath. She didn't realize how relaxed she was until she felt soft lips kissing hers and she smiled, Jake was home.