Lassoing His Cowgirl(8)

“Okay baby,” I hated when he called me that. The feelings it evoked were mixed, a bit of excitement and an unhealthy dose of bitterness.

In the stables my father already saddled up the horses for us. I was giving him, Rodeo. He used to be a wild stallion, but he was getting on in years and wasn’t as rough as he used to be. As much as I wanted to scare David away, I didn’t want to kill him. Stacy would be upset and that would upset Ryan. I could have gave him one of the female horses, but for some reason I didn’t want the playboy riding another female. Crazy that I was hit with such a silly reaction since I was sending him packing, but there it was.

“These are ready to go. You two have fun out there and my little sweet, don’t kill the boy.” My dad winked at me like he knew I was up to no good as he walked out of the stables. He always supported my antics. My parents have a way of guiding us quietly and helping us make our own way. I am even thinking about going to school again somewhere rural or starting online because of their support.

“Thanks dad. Come on Montgomery, time for you to get on up.” Those were the wrong words to say to this pig.

“Too late babe. You have kept me up.” He winked at me with that sexy smile that made his words all the more powerful.

“Oh well, you best find a way to get someone else to stable you because it won’t be me ever.”

He came around to where I was standing in between the horses and said, “Evie, beautiful Evelyn, you will be the one to handle him and settle him down for the night, because it’s you and no one else. Got that, babe? I have needs and normally I am never overcome by them, but babe all I can think about is mounting you.” I tried to control the shaking that started to take over my voice.

“David, please stop while you are ahead. I said I wasn’t interested now move along.” He stepped away in anger and I guess that is what he needed to mount Rodeo because it got up there like a professional.

“I am trying to let it slide that you are a little girl and a bit confused by me, but I will let you know something sweetheart, you are more than interested. I can see it in those pretty blue eyes and in the way you shiver when I am near and I can damn near smell your desire.” The deep timber of his voice mixed with his Chicago accent was sexy as all get out. I didn’t realized that they had a funny way of saying things until the wedding.

I ignored his question and mounted my horse Star Fire and started instruct him how to hold on and command control of his horse. We were just about to set out when my mama came into the yard.

“You look nice up there David, but you are missing one important thing.” She took from behind her back a nice new black Stetson.

“The sun can get harsh even without it being the peak time. Put it on, let’s see how handsome you look.” He obliged my mother and place it on his head. He turned to me and smiled. I was like a deer in headlights. The man was gorgeous and he didn’t need the hat for improving, but lord almighty did it do things to the female parts of me.

“Do you like it babe?” I was still focused on trying to stay on my horse instead of melting to the ground when I said, “huh?”

Both he and my mama smiled, “Evie babe, I asked if you liked it.” I didn’t like that he was getting to me and worse because he knew it.

“Yeah you know it looks good, but looks aren’t everything and you will be tossing it aside in two weeks anyway, so let’s get a move on. Excuse us mama.” I turned forward and started to trot out of the yard as Mack held the gate open. He was not a bad rider, it took a little getting used to, but once he got the hang of it, he looked like he belonged on horse.





Chapter 5:


David



I think this woman is trying to kill me. The ride had been fun and I could see why she liked it, but hell I was sore in places I didn’t know could get sore. I felt like a Bugs Bunny cartoon where they walk all bowed legged into a saloon. Shit, I wonder how she deals with it. Well I guess as a woman being open like that and getting rubbed against is pretty common. It sure as hell better not be with her. I don’t know why the hell it ticked me off so much that she wasn’t a pure girl. I am sure she banged the college boy she left with and it got to me. I knew she wasn’t like the women I fucked in the past and not like my mom, but the thought of her with someone else brought out the beast in me.

I just got to the top of the landing when I saw her going into my room. I tried to hurry, but the aching was rough. Going into the room, I heard the water running. She came out of the bathroom, “Hey baby what are you doing in here?” I must have scared the shit out of her because she jumped and dropped the used towels I had left from this morning in the room, on the floor.