I told you to stay in the house out of sight until I can put some shit in place to keep you safe.
You fancy yourself under another Royce Davis against your will?” It was mean to say it like that, but it was the truth.
Her old man for some fucked up reason seemed hell bent on selling her, or so the rumor mill had it. I wasn’t sure what the fuck was going on there, or even if there was any truth to it, but I wasn’t taking any chances.
“No of course not.” Her face went up in flames.
“Well then, do as you’re told.” I knew that shit wasn’t about to happen. She’d proven that she didn’t follow orders for shit, but I could always hope.
I turned to walk back to the office and she ran to keep up with my long stride. “Well then, can I help you?”
“Help me do what?”
“I don’t know; what is it that you do around here? I can keep the books; I was a cracker jack at accounting. Or at least let me cook for the men, I’m an excellent cook as you well know.”
“My wife isn’t the damn cook.”
“But I’m not your wife remember?” She had the damn nerve to bat her lashes at me.
“Throwing my words back in my face is a sure way to get your ass in trouble. Now why don’t you head on back to the house and I’ll be there later for you to annoy me?”
Her back went ramrod straight and her eyes spat fire; the fuck was her problem now? “I’m very sorry to have annoyed you, it won’t happen again.”
She pretty much huffed her way out the door without a backward glance. Did she have to walk like that, so that her ass swayed under her dress? I’ve lost my fucking mind.
If there’s one thing keeping me from tipping over that line, it’s the fact that she dresses like a lady.
No unnecessary skin showing, no tit shots or too tight jeans. This way I was able to control my baser instincts when we were alone together in that big old house.
I don’t think I could’ve dealt with her sweetness, her slight flirtations and a naked ass all at once. But if she was going to move her ass like that when she walked...I just shook my head and went about my business.
I need to get laid and soon, it’s been way too long. I’m pretty sure Dana Sue would take offense if I nailed one of the sheep that hung around here, and since I wasn’t about to dig myself in any deeper with her, I might have to rub one out.
Chapter 2
I pretty much put her and the whole situation out of my head until it was lunchtime.
I found myself getting excited at the thought of seeing her. I had to stop myself from smiling like a simpleton when I opened the door, expecting to see her smiling face waiting for me, with one of her concoctions.
What the fuck, where was she? “Dana Sue?” I checked the kitchen, the living room, her room, and mine nothing. The place was spotless as usual, but there was no sign of my wife.
Why the fuck can’t I stop thinking of her like that? I grumbled as I made myself a sandwich. I guess I was getting use to her fawning over me in the last couple of days.
She wasn’t back by the time I was ready to go riding. It had been quite some time since I’d taken my horse out and I was thinking I might take her along with me since she was so bored and all, but she was nowhere to be found.
I didn’t think for a second that there was any reason to worry. If she’d gone through those gates my guys would’ve told me, and no one could get through them to hurt her. Wherever she was she was safe.
I still didn’t like not knowing though, so before I swung by the stables I went in search of her.
“Travis you seen my wife?”
“Nope, where’d you lose her?”
“Funny, she’s not at the house and she’s not in the storehouse either. If she comes this way tell her to wait for me at the house. What’re you doing anyway?”
“I’m about to go scope out my plot with the wife. See what she wants to do with this.” He waved what looked like blueprints in the air before continuing on.
Seems like everybody was settled, or getting there. Even Clay, if he could get the lead out, would be hitched in no time. That was another minefield I had no interest in traversing. That woman of his is a handful and then some.
I guess I should be grateful that Dana Sue doesn’t have the same disposition, or I’d really be in deep shit.
I was starting to get pissed when she was in none of the places that I searched for her. No one seemed to have seen her since she left me at the clubhouse, and I remembered the look on her face when she’d left.
She wouldn’t do anything stupid would she? I hope not, but the fear was starting to churn in my gut.
I was halfway to the stables about to turn back when I heard the neighing. I know that sound, there’s only one horse that makes that particular whinny and he’s a beast.