The journey cross-country via horseback was long and tiring. But it wasn’t all bad.

Your fourth day on horseback, you both spot it.

A peach tree.

In no time at all, you and Ellie had decided to make camp for the night and were happily eating the sweet fruits around a small fire.

Ellie was enjoying it - digging her teeth into the fruit, the sweet juices dripping down her chin and fingers.

“Your face is beet fuckin’ red right now.”

You definitely aren’t dirty minded.