QUOTE : How’s it going today, Riot?” I said. “I’m Gideon.”<br /><br />Nice. Two sentences and I’d already managed to embarrass myself. In front of Daryn and a horse. I hadn’t even realized the last part was possible. I continued speaking as I stepped closer. “I’m sure we have a lot in common. You’re clearly a stallion in top physical condition. Extremely dangerous. Badass. Impressive looking.”<br /><br />“Wow,” Daryn said behind me.<br /><br />That made me smile, which I needed. I was nervous as all get-out. The muscles in Riot’s legs were twitching. His breath lifted in puffs of steam. He had gold eyes—and they hadn’t unlocked from mine. He looked like he wanted to eat my head.<br /><br />“Keep going,” Daryn said. “And maybe try to be positive and nice? I think he can sense what you’re saying.”<br /><br />Positive, check. Nice, check. Wait