Caleb's Blessing(11)

We’ll see who the fuck is laughing then.





Chapter 9





How could I have forgotten that Cecily was due here today? I was in the middle of showing Amanda how to groom a horse, and getting a kick out of her tinkering laughter because my old horse was being a flirt.

The old cuss would as soon bite you as look at you, but for her he was dapper Don, flicking his tail at her and trying to nip her shoulder playfully.

She was loving it, and looking more relaxed than the day before, which in turn just made her even prettier. With her guard down a little and the dull beam of worry missing from her eyes, she was really something.

Last night had ended pretty harmless without me shedding any blood at the dinner table, and by the time we'd turned in for the night, I'd felt close to normal again.

There was only one problem though. My dick seemed to know that she was just a few feet down the hallway and he’d throbbed like a sore tooth all night long.

I’d stopped counting the hours around midnight I think, or how many times I walked past her bedroom door just to make sure that she was okay.

I couldn’t forget that she was new here, or that she was running from something. Both of which, I’d started to lose sight of already.

Somehow it felt like she’d always been here, she just fit. The place and me! Still I don’t think I’ve tossed and turned that much except the night before a ride.

The day of I was always fine, but for some reason that night before was always a killer. Last night had been no different, only this time I was facing something more dangerous than a bull, and there was a hell of lot more at stake here than getting gored in the ass.

We'd shared a nice cozy breakfast together this morning, which Mandy had insisted on making and who was I to argue, the woman could cook.

I sat at my kitchen table enjoying the sight and sounds of a beautiful woman as she moved around the kitchen like she’d lived there all her life.

She wasn’t exactly a chatterbox, but she’d opened up some, not about her past no. I wasn’t expecting that to come for a long time yet, but she asked me about the Rodeo and the ranch, and I was only too happy to tell her.

I'm pleased to say that the assholes didn't show up to spoil my first meal of the day. I wasn't holding out much hope for lunch though. I knew their greedy asses would be back.

Now I have her all to myself and she's acting like a carefree young woman without a worry in the world, and my dick was in his happy place even though he knew he had to behave for now.

Hell if I didn’t feel just the way I do in those last few seconds before the gun goes off and I threw myself in the ring with a two-ton killer on legs.

Not since I was a teenager with more hormones than common sense, have I been this stupid over a member of the opposite sex.

It was sweet and gentle, because it had to be, and maybe that’s what made it just that little bit extra special.

I spent the whole damn morning trying to figure out how much time was decent enough before I make my first move. I don’t mean getting her into bed right away. Lying ass.

“Keep the sugar in your pocket like so, he’ll find it, or he’ll butt you around until he does.” There was a twofold reason for me bringing her out here this soon.

I’d done some reading up last night when I couldn’t sleep and my own self- induced moratorium meant there was no stroking my dick, and one of the things I’d read about abuse victims was that it sometimes helped them to deal with animals.

I’d also snuck down to my study with the intent of looking up her case online, but in the end I couldn’t do it. I felt sure that she would tell me herself, that she would want to tell me herself some day; so I could wait.

I held her hand and showed her how to run the brush over the fractious horse the way I know he likes. She was looking over her shoulder at me to see if she was doing it right, and I was just about to ask her if she wanted to ride; either that or kiss her, when right in the middle of that I heard "Yoo-hoo, Caleb where are you?"

Fucking shit are you kidding me? She came waltzing into the stables in her stilettos and designer jeans, her perfume blasting to all four corners of the earth. I'm sure people in New Mexico could get a whiff of that shit.

Amanda stepped back and out of close range but I checked her move by moving up to her side.

"Hey Cecily, your horse is ready to be transported."

"Oh sure, that, we can talk about that later, I needed to ask you about something...in private."

Let the games begin; she looked at Amanda like she was something unpleasant, before dismissing her with a glance. That pissed me the fuck off. Now Cecily knew very well that we didn't deal like that with each other.

"Kinda busy here Cecily what is it that you wanted? Like I said, Sapphire's ready to go."