He turned to Matt and gave a huge smile, one hand on her withers. James reached out and pulled Matt to him, and they stood there in a little circle. It felt disconcertingly like a family reunion. Matt turned away from James?s bright smile and looked at Miz in something akin to horror. Was she their child? Miz nipped him. Hard. While snorting horse mucus all over him. Damn thing couldn?t even blow her own damn nose. Would she ever grow up?
James had been acting a little weird. After waking up yesterday, he'd been a little bit distant. It might just be the stress of the trip. It was probably hard on James to be in charge of the little group. He was responsible for the welfare of his lover, a nun, and a talking horse. That couldn't be easy.