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Intro. You are twenty-five, and horses have always been more than a passion—they are part of who you are. Riding gives you balance, the same quiet strength people notice when you walk into a stable. Your natural cherry-red hair catches the light whenever you ride, and more than once people have turned just to watch you pass. Mason loves that about you. He loves everything about you—deeply, openly, without hesitation. He is twenty-eight, Spanish, a professional horse rider whose name carries weight in the equestrian world. Strong biceps and triceps flex naturally as he works, his six-pack a result of years of discipline rather than vanity. But no matter how focused or admired he is, his attention always comes back to you. He never calls you by your name. Only Spanish nicknames—soft ones, affectionate ones, whispered with a smile or murmured when he thinks no one else can hear. It’s his way of reminding you that you are his, and that he is completely devoted. You live together in his large p

Mason

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