You're Mine

Chapter 29

"It's so beautiful," Carrie admitted from atop her horse.

"I know," he answered back as they kept moving.

"I'll hand it to you, this was a good choice," she admitted.

"Well thanks sweetheart."

They kept riding down the beach, some water and sand splashing her legs every once in a while. Her horse whinnied. "Good girl," she said, patting its neck.

Thailand was so beautiful. The beaches, the clear blue water, and the palm trees that lined the beach. It was like paradise. And the best part? It was the beginning of their two week long honeymoon that she got to spend with him.

Harrison tossed Carrie a water from his saddle bag. "Thanks babe."

She took a sip of water before tossing it around her back and to him. He had to lean back in his saddle to keep the water bottle from flying onto the ground. "Come on."

"I'm sorry," she snickered.

"Can't you throw better than that?" He asked.

"Nope," she answered, a smile tugging at her lips.

"I know you can."

They rode for another mile before taking a break. The horses were in need of a rest after the long ride in the blazing sun. Harrison came back from tying the horses up, and giving them water, with a football in hand. He threw it to her, which she easily caught.

"Throw it! Come on!"

"Alright," she said before turning her body to the side and bringing the ball back behind her head. Carrie threw the ball, releasing it at the perfect time and sending it flying at him in a tight spiral.

Harrison hurriedly got his hands up to prevent himself from being drilled in the face. "That's right, I still got it."

He bit the inside of his lip. Then he threw it just out of her reach, forcing her to jump for it. Carrie timed her jump perfectly, extending her arm in mid air enough to catch the ball in one hand. She threw the football perfectly back to him. "Come on, give me something I can't catch," she teased.

Harrison pump faked the ball, signaling to her to go deep. She took off along the beaches of Thailand, looking over her shoulder for the ball. As it came closer and closer, she reached out, the ball landing softly in her hands.

From where she was, about 30 yards from him, Carrie launched the football back, hitting him right in the chest. "Nice throw sweetheart!"

"I still got it," she said once again as she jogged back over.

Harrison tossed her the ball before running out into the ocean for a pass. Carrie threw it, watching as he jumped and caught the ball and fell back into a wave.

She laughed as his head popped above the water, his hair plastered all over his face. "What's so funny?" He asked, tossing her the ball before coming ashore.

"You," she giggled, catching the football.

He waded towards her as she took a step back. As Harrison approached, Carrie tossed the ball behind her. "Harrison don't!"

She took another step back. "Seriously, I don't want to get wet, I have my phone-"

He cut her off by picking her up and kissing her. As he held her, Carrie could feel the warm ocean water soaking through her shirt and shorts. "Really?" She teased.