I remain seated on the countertop watching as Lance leaves with Anton and still reeling from what just occurred between us. He is sending such mixed signals that it is leaving my head and heart both torn and confused. At this stage, I am not even sure which choice I would make.
I have always stuck to my principles to keep my personal and working relationships somewhat separate. I like being friends with the rest of the staff and I find it makes working much easier. But, if you mix in a relationship, as a couple and it doesn’t work out for whatever reason then interactions after that are bound to become strained and awkward which I have always wanted to avoid at all costs.
Add in on top of that the increased strain of dating my boss and the pressure is too much to even bear thinking about. Best to forget it ever happened and avoid falling into the trap of similar situations in the future. With my mind made up I jump down and make my way to my room to get some rest
“Matt, find Simon and Tim. I want the three of you to walks the agitated horses out and to put them into one of the empty paddocks to calm down. Go!”“Yes, Rayne!”After he leaves, I look around the stables carefully, but I don’t see anything unusual so, I leave and walk over to the hay barn instead.As soon as I enter, I can smell something that doesn’t belong here, so I follow the smell and find a box that is emitting some kind of pheromone. I bend down to inspect it when I hear something to my right that causes me to freeze place.“Ssssssss, Chchchchchch!”Slowly, I turn my head and in the corner of the barn, near a small hole in the wall, I see it, a Rattlesnake!I attempt to assess the creature from a distance, and I estimate that it is about 4ft in length which is the common average for an adult. It has dark diamond-shaped patterns along its back, which tell me that I am dealing wit
My anxiety at not knowing what is happening inside the barn, or what condition she is in is suffocating me. The moment I see her exit the building instinct overcomes me and I pull her to me immediately so that I can make sure that she is unharmed.Unfortunately, I am not the only one present that is concerned for her as the rest of the staff are gathered around wanting to see her.“Rayne!”“Rayne!”“Are you okay?”“What happened?”Many voices chorus out around us, and I struggle to reign in my temper as they are distracting me from assessing her myself.“I am fine lads. Please calm down.”“Rayne?”“Yes, Sir?”She faces me with confidence and purpose as she answers me.“Are you sure you are, okay? What happened?”“I went inside to find out why the horses in the stable were agitated. I figured it was s
Acting fast, I pin the snake’s body as close to its head as possible with the stick to stop it from moving. It thrashes and hisses angrily, so I waste no time in placing my knife back into my pocket and using my free hand to grip the snake at the base of its skull to prevent it from biting me.“Sir! What happened? Are you okay?”I turn and see Rayne running across the paddock, fear etched across her features as two staff members push the cart towards us for Bree to be placed onto.“Yes, Rayne, all is fine. I just need someone to fetch me a pillowcase to put this snake into.”“Why is it still alive?”“Because although they are a threat to us, snakes are still honored by the ruling family in Serpentia, so they deserve the chance to be moved back to their homes. Besides these snakes have been lured here somehow so they are not the ones who should be punished.”“I see, that does make se
I am shocked that there was another snake here and so close. I wonder if Bree hadn’t sensed it and startled the way she did if she would now be dead from a bite instead of waiting for Lance to fix her leg. It still amazes me when I think of him as an Equine veterinarian. Of all the professions and subjects that I thought he would choose to study, that was not one of them that I believed he would be allowed to do. The King has always been strict on the education of his children, I wonder if this was something that the Queen was able to influence, and I am eternally grateful to her for it. I set the box on my sofa and walk to my desk phone to call Sam. I could have used my mobile outside, but
Bang!I jump and thankfully I had just finished my coffee, otherwise, I would be wearing it. I look up and I see a tired and angry looking Lance standing in my doorway.“Sir? What happened?”“Exactly when did this business meeting become a social call?”I glance at Sam who is gripping his cup tightly in his hand as he avoids eye contact with Lance, and I get angry.“This is hardly a social call Sir. Sam arrived not too long ago to take the snake away as you requested. I simply offered him a drink before he has to go again.”“Well, I can see that drink is long finished, so it is time for him to leave.”“Sir, you shouldn’t be so rude, he is helping us after all. I had to call him off of another job to come back here for this snake.”“That is what I pay him for so of course, he is helping. But that pay does not include flirting with my staff.”&ld
I couldn’t leave things as they were, I felt bad for snapping at her and then after she yelled at me, I realised she was right. My jealousy got the better of me and I lost control of my senses. I don’t want to lose her friendship and although I know we agreed that nothing is to happen between us, the idea of her being interested in anyone else drives me insane. In the deepest recesses of my soul, she is mine and I will not let anyone else have her.But all she is willing to give me is her friendship so I either have to convince her to give me a chance or give up and try to convince myself to accept just being friends.I enter my bedroom and strip off as I head into my bathroom for a shower. Today was a rough day, it was the first time I have performed surgery on a living subject and all I can do now is hope that I did a good enough job to prevent the mare from going lame.If this surgery proves successful it will form the base for my entire new busin
He throws his head around trying to get the halter off, but I simply pull on the rope and turn his head down to the left which makes him turn his body left and begin to walk backwards. I release the rope tension slightly and he races forward again. I pull back and he walks back, I release, and he jolts forward. I repeat this many more times until finally he stops jolting forward each time I release, but he still tries to buck me off on occasion. After twenty more minutes, he finally tires and stands completely still in the center of the pen. I lean forward and pet his neck whispering calming words in his ear, his ear flicks indicating he hears my voice and that is enough for me. I gently press my heels into his hocks, and he walks forward as I wanted, I tug the rope left and he moves left until we reach a section of the fence where I can climb off of him. I climb down and keeping my hand on him I move to his head where I remove the end of the rope from his no
Something isn’t right with Lance. During the year after he returned from rehab, things had gotten better, he hadn’t been as angry or quick to lay the blame down on someone, then two months ago the news of the deaths of the Royal family of Tigrivale broke over the news and something in him changed. He became distant from me and reduced our interactions to the bare minimum. It hurts that he has turned his back on our friendship without an explanation, not a single word, but I don’t want to give up on him. I have seen glimpses of the true him in there and I don’t want to lose him to the darkness again. Whatever is playing on his mind to push him to do this I want to be there to help him through it. Tonight, we are all going to the bar to enjoy a well-earned night of fun and I want Lance to join us to bond with the men. I know he can’t drink any alcohol, but he can at least enjoy himself for a few hours. Knock! Knock! “Enter.” “Evening Sir.”