All I wanna do
Is come running home to you,
Come running home to you.
And all my life I promise to
Keep running home to you,
Keep running home to you.
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"Wake up, sleepyhead." Hamdan murmured in her ear through the hair that was covering all of her face.
Sarah groaned, pulled the covers up to her shoulder and nested against his warm chest.
His arms encircled her. "You don't want to get up?" He asked.
She shook her head. Weather in Newmarket was perfect for sleep in.
"That's a shame..." Hamdan lamented. "Because I thought we could go horseback riding."
Her eyes snapped open and she sprang from the bed to sit up, pushing the covers away. "Okay! I'm awake!"
After getting ready and breakfast, they went to the back of the main house and followed the long path that led to one of the stables, made out of red bricks and with a brown roof. It was a pleasantly cool morning, white clouds covered the sky in its entirety and a light mist was falling over their heads.
"Do you remember what you were wearing on the day we met?" Hamdan asked while they walked holding hands.
"I don't think so, why?"
Hamdan chuckled. "It was something very similar to this." He said pointing his finger to her.
She looked down at her outfit; brown riding boots, dark skinny jeans and a denim shirt, loosely tucked in her pants. Her hair was done in a braid.
"What were you wearing?" She wondered.
He put an arm around her and squeezed. "You don't remember what I was wearing?"
"No, I don't!" She laughed. "Oh, wait a minute! It was either a white kandura or sweatpants, like the ones you have on right now." Her voice in a mocking tone.
"What? I'm a simple guy!" He shrugged.
Indeed he was and that was one of Sarah's favorite things about him. No one that met Hamdan without knowing who he was, could have guessed that he was a billionaire prince from a rich country.
"Good morning, Albert!" Hamdan greeted a tall man with white hair and rosy cheeks.
"Is good to have you back so soon, your highness." Albert bowed his head politely.
Both man shook hands and Hamdan introduced Sarah to him.
"This is Sarah. Sarah this is Albert, one of our horsekeepers."
Albert smiled and took off his newsboy cap to shake hands with her too. Then, the horsekeeper slid the dark wooden gate open to an endless corridor with stalls for horses on both sides. Sarah could not help herself and was the first one to go inside.
She inhaled deeply. "I love this smell!"
"That's a true horse lover speaking!" Albert pointed out.
Lovely horses in all different colors sticking their curious heads out of the gates. She patted their muzzles and said sweet nothings to them.
One horse giving his back to her caught her attention. She glanced at the plaque on the gate for his name; Barney Roy.
"Morning, handsome!"
The dark chocolate creature slowly turned around, but still kept his distance. She extended her hand to him and he started sniffing the air to get her scent. She began to pull her arm back and the horse followed. Once they were closely face to face she patted his muzzle and ran her fingers through his mane. She turned to see Hamdan walking up to them and the horse sneezed all over the side of her head. She closed her eyes instinctively and felt little droplets of drool and God knows what else, all over her skin. Hamdan's laugh echoed through the building. She dried her face with the long sleeves of her shirt and could not help to laugh as well. Hanging around horses was not a glamorous at all and she knew it very well.
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Promise This (English Version)
Fanfikce"A strand of hair was laying over her left eye and he slowly tucked it behind her ear with his index finger. His hand kept going down to the back of her neck and he caressed her blushing cheek with his thumb. She did not seem to be cold anymore. His...
