Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27610 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27610 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
“Figured as much. You’ll let us know if you need anything, right? You’ve done enough for us. It’s high time we return the favor.” Trey and Amos both. I helped them a few times with animals they bought from me. The least I could do was hold them for a bit longer.
“Y’all don’t owe me shit. Gotta ask you a question, though.” I move further into the kitchen, trying to keep my voice down.
“You know to drip your faucets, right?” Trey says with a laugh, thinking he’s being Mister fucking Funny Guy. I roll my eyes. I’ve got this house and animal shit down to a science.
“I’m well aware. Got the fireplaces going, the troughs have heaters at the bottom, the generator is ready to kick on when the power inevitably goes out, and I even have food.” My voice comes out harsher than I intended to.
“Alright, alright. I’m serious now. What’s your question.”
“How’d you know Sienna was the one?” I ask.
“Well, shit, looks like our guy finally found a woman and won’t be trying to go after Sutton,” Trey mentions the time I met a few of the brothers at Hometown Diner, having no realization that she belonged to Ryland.
“Something like that,” I reply.
“When the thought of being away from her made me want to tear the world apart to be near her, I knew. Sienna’s always been mine, but it took us a minute to get our shit together once she came home to stay. There’s no way I’d let her leave my sights again. You gonna tell me why you’re asking?” Trey gives me the information I already knew. Only needed it reiterated to make sure I’m on the right path.
“Her name is Clementine. She wrecked her car into my mountain. Now I’m hoping the damn snow never stops so I can keep her up here with me always.” I’d go into more detail about what I want to do in order to keep Clementine on this mountain with me, but if she wakes up and hears me, she may run the hell away.
“Then I’d say you’ve met the one. Glad, brother, real fuckin’ glad. None of us liked you moving to Colorado and living your life alone. We all deserve a good woman in our corner.” Trey takes a breath. “Whatever you need, Clay. You have it, yeah?”
“Thanks, Trey. I appreciate it. I’ll call you once this shit blows over. I’ve got to head out and grab some things from Clementine’s van and also check on the animals again.” We finish our goodbyes, then I put the receiver in the cradle and start to head out the door to do afternoon chores, or what I can with the wind whipping and snow pouring. I’m pretty sure I’ll need the snow blower out in order to get to where I need to be. It’s either that or shoveling, and while on any other day, I wouldn’t mind doing the heavy lifting, I’m preserving my energy for Clementine and later today.
“Hello.” I answer the phone when it rings again. It feels like this place is Grand Central Station when it comes to calls today.
“Hi, I’m looking for my sister, Minnie. You must be Clay.” The voice on the other end of the line sounds a lot like Clementine’s.
“I am, and you’re Lennon, I take it?” I respond.
“That would be me. Thank you for taking her in and helping her out.” I can hear the slight tinge of worry in her tone.
“You’re welcome.” It’s not a hardship, but I’m not going to tell her sister exactly how I feel before I tell Clementine herself. “Let me grab her.” I don’t wait for a response. Instead, I place the phone on the counter and head toward the couch.
“Sweetheart,” I say, dropping down to my knees. This time, my dog isn’t ready to attack and has made peace with the fact her owner isn’t going to hurt Clementine.
“Clay. Is everything okay?” She comes awake with a jolt.
“Yeah, Clementine. Lennon’s on the phone, and while I hate to wake you, I’m pretty sure if she doesn’t hear your voice directly from you, she’ll call every three-letter government agency out there.” I smile when she lets out a small laugh.
“You’re probably right about that.” Her finger slides along my cheek, nipping my top lip when it’s near my mouth.
“Go talk to you sister. I’ll be outside for a few minutes, yeah?” She nods. I help her off the couch, lingering when I shouldn’t since her sister is waiting, but damn me if it’s not hard to keep her attention.
“Be careful.” I nod then drop a quick kiss to her lips and head to the mudroom to get ready before heading to the barn.
CHAPTER 13
Minnie
“Hello,” I say into the phone with a groggy tone. Why I’m so tired, I have no ungodly idea. The soreness between my legs, well, that’s another story, one that includes Clay Garcia. I’d been out of the saddle for a long time. The blood running through me is still quivering from the aftershocks from when Clay gave me multiple mind-blowing orgasms. He thinks there were only two, but the way my pussy pulsed with each thick rope of cum he pushed inside me, it set off another ripple effect, and while the last orgasm might not have been as strong as the first two, it still was very pleasant and probably the reason why I needed a nap after Clay cooked for us.