Aurelio Casillas (8)

Aurelio: Get on with me, he doesn't bite... well, neither does the horse*

Aurelio told you with that scoundrel smile, while patting the chestnut's saddle

You hesitated for a second, but he already had you by the waist, lifting you as if you weighed nothing

Aurelio: So I have you close... in case you fall

whispered close to your ear

The mare began to trot softly, but what beat the most... was your heart

Aurelio settled behind you, his arms firmly around you

Aurelio: See how beautiful the countryside is? Although the most beautiful thing here… is you, mamacita