Page 95 of Stormy Ride

“Yep, I’ve got to haul Candy Ann’s ass out of her cell and scare the living bejesus out of her.”

Wyatt pointed to the scab on my face.

“Yep, that was her. Got to get my courage up and try again.”

Harlan laughed. “You should see her fuckin nails.”

After Harlan ate a turkey club and two pieces of coconut cream pie, we headed for home.

Wild Stallion Ranch.

I grabbed a beer out of the fridge and sat down with Billy in the living room. He had his laptop open on the coffee table and a serious look on his face.

“I’ve been reading through all the stuff Wyatt Thompson sent me from the Tribune office. He said he’s going to do a comparison story on the two wives?”

“Yeah, something I thought might cast serious doubt on Bronowski. What do you think?”

“Yeah, I like it a lot,” said Billy. “You need to brace the dancer hard, Travis. Squeeze her until she gives you something you can use.”

“Yep. Tomorrow. I’m working up to it.”

Harlan laughed. “He’s afraid of her claws.”

“Damn right.”

I was tired, but around nine o’clock when the girls had already gone upstairs, Billy wanted to go to the roadhouse for a pitcher.

“What do you think, Harlan? Want to come or stay home with the girls?”

“I’d better come.”

I chuckled. “The girls scaring you?”

He smiled. “Can’t say.”

“Uh huh. They fighting over you?”

“Don’t want it to happen.”

“Do you want me to talk to them?” I asked.

“Not yet.”

I laughed. “I’ll let you handle it.”

Chapter Nineteen

Saturday, May 7th.

Wild Stallion Ranch.

After his talk with Travis, Harlan didn’t feel so guilty about the way the girls were coming on to him. Travis had already figured it out and if it got too tough to handle, he’d give the girls a talking to.

Long as they don’t say the ‘C’ word, I should be okay. As soon as they go for training, I’ll be able to relax. Where would they get condoms anyway? I’m worrying for nothing.

Ever since Lucy arrived, he’d been trying to decide which one was the prettiest and which one he liked the best. Harlan thought Lucy was the winner, but Tammy was pretty and nice to him too. A hard decision.

At the breakfast table, I watched Harlan watching the girls and it almost made me laugh out loud. A lot of teenage hormones were bouncing around the kitchen.

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