She made a purring sound of interest. “Oh, is that what we’re doing? That sounds lovely.” She leaned forward, pulling her neck away from his mouth, and flashed a smile over her shoulder. “So I repeat: can’t Buttons go any faster?”
“I had planned on just a picnic with maybe a little kissing, but apparently you have different ideas.” He chuckled lowly and licked his lips at her smile, slowly shaking his head. “I think this is fast as he can move.”
“I hope you remembered blankets.” Summer leaned forward more, draping herself over Buttons’ neck, and made a little chirruping sound to the horse. Buttons just made a brief snort and declined to move any faster. She huffed in return and settled back against Isaac again. “Just a picnic, huh?”