Fuck. It really is perfect out here. Hopping off Storm when we reach the shore, I pat his side as I move in front of him.
“You’re a good boy.” I rub my hands over his muzzle. “C’mon.”
I lead him to the lake so he can drink from it. Seeing as how no one comes here, it’s safe for him.
I drop down onto the rocky shore and lean back onto my elbows. It’s not the most comfortable place to rest, but damn, does it ever feel nice.
Now that the ranch is booming, I have even less time to myself. I do whatever I can to help out Kade so he can spend more time with Presley and Poppy. Seeing as how he only recently got back together with her and found out Poppy is his daughter, it’s the least I can do.
I don’t mind the long hours. I can’t complain aboutgetting to work in the field during the day and helping out at the lodge at night.
Because I can relax right now.
And not think about Joey.
Well, fuck.
There goes that idea.
I’ve never thought about a woman this much before in my life. Well, since my wife at least.
So why is Joey the one that is stirring up all these feelings inside of me? She’s twenty years younger than I am.
Maybe I should get on a dating app. Try and find someone. Wouldn’t be the worst idea in the world. It could help me get Joey out of my system.
All that gorgeous brown hair that I shouldn’t envision being wrapped around my fist as I fuck her.
What that mouth would feel like wrapped around my cock as she sucks me off. Or how responsive her eyes would be.
“Fuck,” I growl out.
Storm looks back at me from where he’s drinking, casting a judgmental eye.
Can horses even be judgy?
Because if so, he is definitely judging me.
This is not what I need to be thinking about. Joey and judgmental horses.
No. My only focus should be on the ranch and making sure everything goes well this next year to ensure the reopening is successful.
Not pretty brunettes who are so far off-limits, they’re in another universe.
Nope. Not what I need to be thinking about at all.
The Lost Spur.
That’s it.
If only Joey Andrews didn’t work there, my plan would be a fuck ton easier…
Chapter Three
JOEY
“What about this guy?”
Reenie turns her nose up. “A man with those nails wouldn’t know the first thing about how to please a woman. Or find your lady parts.”
