"You are one devlish bitch," he advanced towards the wild creature once inside the stables. "I've tamed wilder," he threw Kate a wink. "It's all in how you handle her," he reached out but the horse reared with a loud objection.
He was a little rusty. But he wasn't about to let Kate spit in his face with that kind of victory. She had already taken everything else from him. He couldn't let her bite off his pride too.
Then he entered the devil's nest by goin into the stall, talking to the horse as he went. The first few tries of putting on a saddle were as unsuccessful as putting in the bit. He'd finally managed that, but every time the horse reared he was one step further from saddling up.