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This was his destiny, and nothing he could say or do would change it.
“Hey there beautiful boy.” She said softly as she slid the door open. He nickered softly to her, and she walked into his stall, pulling a peppermint out of her pocket. She let him munch on it while she buried her face into his neck and sighed. She felt the soft velvet of his lips, and the firm, fluted curves of his nostrils as she took in his succulent scent. And it slowly began to sink in that she wasn’t going to be able to do this until the Christmas holiday.
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