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Nathan Croft - Nate nodded, doing his dishes. "Okay, I'll join you in a bit." he replied. "Oh, Dakota, please be careful, you're pregnant, I don't want you getting hurt," |
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"I rode this morning, i'll be fine." She said quietly. She went out to Secret, brought her in, groomed her, and tacked up before heading to set up barrels |
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Nathan Croft - Nate gave her a look before she left, "Be careful!" |
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Dakota set up the barrels before jogging the edge of the arena. She began loping the pattern, then sprinting a few |
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Nathan Croft - Nate finished up the dishes and then moved onto other household chores. |
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Once Secret was panting from exhaustion and Dakota felt satisfied, she dismounted and went to put the barrels away. She went and untacked Secret in the barn before grooming the mare and blanketing her. Dakota turned Secret out and went inside, grabbing clean clothes for a shower. She stepped into the room he was in, a mischievious smile on her lips, and kissed him. "I'm gonna take a shower. Join me?" She asked softly |
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Nate grinned at her. "Sure," he murmured, putting his hands on her hips. "What kind of shower are you thinking, baby?" |
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"The kind where you treat me" She purred |
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Nate grinned. He picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder and carried her to the bathroom, her hips over his shoulder. |
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Dakota giggled with surprise and happiness as he lifted her, her smile wide and bright. Once they reached the bathroom, she quickly undressed and turned on the water |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
