Page 16 of Wild Omegas
“Gotta go.” I hang up the call and bang my head back against the barn.
I’m so, so screwed. But I do know one thing for certain: I’m not leaving Wild Skies Ranch. I have more money than any man should ever rightfully own. I have peace, finally.
I might have an omega too.
But first I have to survive dinner in the same room as her without shooting out of my jeans like I’m fucking eighteen again.
It’s going to be a long day.
CHAPTER 9
Josie
Carson is trying veryhard to avoid contact with me while remaining polite and it’s incredibly hard to ignore. If I’ve done something wrong I have no idea what it is. But the awkwardness remains through dinner.
I probably finally scared him off for good.Which sucks and is about par for the course in the story of my life.
Luke saves—or dooms—the evening as he finishes his beer. “We should go out to Wild Rodeo tonight.”
Carson’s eyes light up. He snaps his fingers and points at Luke. “Yes, fantastic idea!”
I look at them both. “Wild Rodeo?”
“A bar,” Brooks provides. “With a little stage and mechanical bull.”
I narrow my eyes at Luke. I can’t help but think of our bull-riding conversation in his truck. “You did this on purpose.”
He shifts his head. “I simply thought going out would be fun. If Wild Rodeohappensto have a mechanical bull for you to try riding, how was I to know?”
I smack his chest lightly as I rise from the table. I’m dressed in a skirt which simply won’t do if this is what my future holds.“Fine, fine. But let me get something slightly more appropriate on first.”
“Sure thing, angel,” Luke drawls rises from the table. “I’ll drive.”
Brooks hops up too. “I’ll meet you out there in five.”
“Same,” Carson says before disappearing first out the back door.
I meet them all at Luke’s truck just after Brooks makes it down. We lock up the main ranch house and climb into the truck with me in the front seat. This is the first time in… probably forever I’ve had to drive this far for nighttime entertainment. In the city, everything is at your fingertips and it’s really only a matter of decidingwhatyou want to do.
Here… not so much. Luckily, these alphas are easy to pass the time with. Conversation lights the cab of Luke’s truck with talk mostly of the ranch, especially ways to make it slightly more profitable in the face of some of the financial issues I’ve uncovered. By the time we pull into one of the very last open parking spaces at Wild Rodeo, we’ve developed a plan to increase the amount of animals on the ranch and, hopefully in time, product output.
I gape at the two-floor building on the edge of Fairwater Falls. There’s no way this existed when I lived here. If it did, I’ve never driven past and certainly never gone inside. But to be fair, my head was always somewhere outside of Fairwater Falls. An elephant could’ve walked past and I probably wouldn’t have noticed.
“Intimidated already?” Brooks croons as we make our way inside.
I click my tongue at him. “Intimidated about what? Riding a bull? How hard can it be?”Incredibly. And I know this. At least, I’ve seen videos just like anyone else of people riding mechanical bulls. But surely it can’t bethatdifficult.
I need to try. I need to dowell.
I’m not sure where this need to impress these alphas comes from but it’s growing in force. They can’t be too impressed by a city girl simply existing at the ranch even with the steps I’ve taken to learn how ranch life and their various jobs work. I just…
Like them. Yes, that’s it. Conversation with them is easy. Living with them is easy. Everything just feelscalmat Wild Skies Ranch, and I don’t think it’s just because it was a childhood escape.
It’s them and their drawls, their hard-working natures, their humor.
It’s the way they took care of me, a not-so-easy stranger who justappearedhere one day in a tornado of life failures and insecurities.
Maybe I am just another mare Luke has tamed.
