Lassoing His Cowgirl(10)

“You don’t understand. I trusted him and his lies.” I wanted to spill my guts out on how he humiliated me, then tried to rape me, but I couldn’t. She would tell Ben, word would spread to the men in my family, and that would be it. I would have to worry that they would kill the whole Frat.

“Sweetie, the man I was living with was screwing a girl in my bed. I assure you trust is not easy to get back. You were there the night I left, and Ben was going out. I was crushed and then he called me and guess what? I believed him because overall I knew that Ben was a good man, slow moving to act, but a really good man, the best man in fact.” I watched the love and trust Kara had in her eyes for my brother and it gave me hope.

“I guess I could give him a shot.” I wasn’t looking forward to it. Kevin had never made me feel what David did, and I gave up my dreams to cope with what happened. The damage David could cause would be unrepairable. I went to sleep with a goal in mind to try and see if David was a good guy or was it just an act.





Chapter 6:


David



The next week went by really fast. I only had a week to woo her and I was stuck on the phone and my computer all day trying to get shit done. She had been different this last week. She was less hostile and had dressed like a girl at least twice. I was looking out the window and saw her and day three of the pretty sundresses, which was a bad idea today because two of Ben’s new hands had been working hard, and she came out in a fucking sundress. At first I thought she wore it for me as she looked up at my window, but she went straight up to them and flirted with one of the burly hands. I saw red and dealt with the situation head on. I was down and out of the house in seconds. When I reached them I gave those fucks a death glare that meant business. I may be a computer nerd, but I was all fucking man and for her to pull this shit wasn’t cool.

I grabbed her by the arm and told the fellas, “If you know what’s best for you, you will put your heads down and stop looking at her.” I turned to her and said, “Come with me.” We walked into the stables and thankfully it was empty, they had been extremely busy with all the birthing around here. I pinned her just inside the barn door, against the wall. I saw the fear in her eyes and I didn’t like that shit at all.

“Listen, I am not going to hurt you, but what the fuck is wrong with you? Are you trying to get me in a jealous rage, baby, cause that is what you are doing. What the fuck are you wearing?” She tried kicking and almost got me in my baby maker, but I used my thigh to hold her in place. She was still trying to squirm, but she wasn’t giving it that much effort.

“Let me go you asshole, you don’t own me. I could flirt with whoever I want.” She practically spitted out.

“Evelyn, tell me now. Tell me you are not interested. Tell me you aren’t wet. Tell me you don’t want my kisses. The ones that have you all over me.” I knew I had her there, she stood no chance when I had my mouth on hers. Every time she gave me that lip this week, I took it and left her panting.

“I don’t…” She tried to get out, but my lips were attached to hers and just on cue she melted into me. I used the wall for leverage as I wrapped her legs around my waist and put my hands in her hair. Our passion got out of control for a second, but I pulled away before I fucked against the barn wall. I wasn’t going to let our first time be in a barn or anywhere else because I wanted to rip someone else’s heart out. She needed a lesson and she was going to get it.

“Baby, if you flirt with a motherfucker again I am going to kill the fuck. I may seem like a paper pusher to you, but when it comes to you there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do if a motherfucker tried to take what’s mine. And that kiss right now, said you are mine.”

“Just because I like your kisses doesn’t mean anything. Maybe I just like kisses, maybe I might like Kyle’s kisses, too.” Was she fucking insane? I don’t know. Was she trying to make me go ape shit on them?

“If you let another motherfucker kiss you I will break his neck and bury his body like Jimmy Hoffa.” I paused and grabbed her chin, “Nobody will ever find the fuck.” She looked scared again, but this time I didn’t care. I turned the tables on her ass.

“Would you like that shit, if I flirted with someone else?” Hmm, instant change in her tune. “Your sister is pretty, would you like it if I worked with my shirt off and asked for her help. She goes to school in Dallas doesn’t she? Would you care for it? If you felt a fucking tiny bit of what I feel for you, you would be hurt real bad.”

She started crying and I didn’t like that shit. “Baby, are you crying because you are scared I’ll hit you or some shit? I am angry, but I never hit a woman.” She shook her head no. “Then Evie, tell me why you are crying.”