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My leg feels good enough to throw my jeans on, so I head out to the barn, checking on Mazy and Sprout. They’re both sleeping soundly, looking almost inviting, and I recall the time I found Piper sleeping out here. Just as I’m thinking that, I see her approach. “Is everything okay?” She asks, standing there in just that t-shirt, making me instantly forget why I came out here in the first place.

“Just fine, darlin’. My leg was giving me some trouble, and then I couldn’t get back to sleep, so I came out here.”

“Are you okay?”

I nod. “I’m fine now, love. It’s just...part of my injury, I suppose. It only bothers me when I’m exhausted.”

“Does the one on your belly bother you?”

“Sometimes. But not as much as my leg. Don’t know why, and no doctor has been able to explain it, either. My therapist once told me that it could be psychological, but that’s bullshit. My life keeps getting better and better by the day, so that doesn’t make sense.”

She looks good enough to eat. I take steps to her and pull her close. “Sorry if I woke you, darlin’.”

“It’s okay. I was worried.”

I kiss her on the mouth. “No need to worry about me, love. I’m a big boy and I’ve been by myself for a long time.”

“Me, too.” She smiles. “But now we’re together. And you’d worry about me if you saw it fit to worry.”

I hold her close, swaying slightly in the quiet. “That’s fair, I suppose. But all the same, love, I was just out here checking on the horses.”

“And everyone is fine?” She asks, poking her head over, seeing that the two beasts are sleeping soundly in the hay behind us.”

“All is good. Do you want to see the stable?”

“I’d love to.”

I take her hand in mine, and we walk into the beautiful new stable. Complete with lacquered gates, brushed metal name plates at the top of each stall, a medical station with a large exam table, lacquered cupboards full of supplies, a storage room packed with more supplies, a feed room, and seven stalls, four without nameplates, for future horses. “Wow. This is amazing.” She breathes, and then she inhales. “Gosh, I love that smell.”

I chuckle. “Don’t get too used to that. Hopefully with new ranch hands this place won’t smell too much like horse shit.”

She laughs. “It will be just fine. Nash says that a couple of his friends are going to come and help for the summer?”

“Yeah, that’s right. I’ll need full-time help, but I’ll take what I can get for now. Once this new horse arrives in the morning, there’s a lot of work to be done.”

“Everything will work out just fine, Billy. Once I’m finished school, I can hire us some more staff, including an office assistant, and we will get this show on the road.”

“I admire your positivity, darlin’.” I tell her, pulling her close to me. Her hands skate down my naked chest. I try to ignore it, but it’s very difficult with her nipples under her shirt, naked, perked up and seemingly waiting for me.

“It’s tough not to be positive around you, Billy.” She says, stroking the hair at the sides of my head. I don’t have a fan in here yet, so it’s stifling, as the sweat beads down my back and chest. She wipes the sweat off my forehead and temples and looks at me the way that no woman has ever looked at me before. “God, I can’t believe how much I love you.”

Her eyes sparkle with honesty. “My heart is about to burst, darlin’. You...you seem to have all the right words at just the right time.”

Then she does something that I’d never expect her to do.

Chapter 17

Piper

AsIawaken,mythighs are still strumming from earlier. My feet feel around for him, but he’s not there, so I get out of bed, not bothering to check the time, and I throw on my t-shirt that’s lying on the floor. I find him outside in the barn. He’s just in a pair of jeans and the sweat beads down his back, curling his hair, making him look as fresh out of the shower as he did earlier. I’ve never wanted a man so much as I want him. His muscles cord in his arms and outline his legs. His back muscles move with him as he bends down to pick something up off the floor.

He invites me to go see the new stable, and I’m in awe. It’s so beautiful. I’m so proud of him. And as he glances down at me, holding me close, I brush the sweat off his brow, feeling my thighs pulse for him, and after we both exchange the same beautiful sentiment to each other, I don’t hold back. My voice is a whisper, my eyes are dark, as I tell him to fuck me.

“Here?” He asks softly, his lips close enough for me to kiss. The heat from his skin radiating on mine, making my skin sizzle, making me feel like I’m starved for his touch.

I nod as his head tilts, and I mirror him. The second his lips touch mine my thighs wet. He guides my arms around his neck and then his hands skate down to my ass, where he squeezes my cheeks and lifts me to him, resting my butt on the exam table. He undoes his pants and as I hear his fly slide down, my heart skips a beat. What it is about his zipper that drives me crazy, I don’t know. The anticipation is too much. I pull my shirt over my head as his pants hit the ground and he kicks them off.

“Not too sore?” He murmurs, checking, as I spread my legs around him, and he guides his hardened cock to me.

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