Page 64 of Wild and Unruly
“Yeah, one more. Then I have to get her the article and head to Kentucky for another story.”
My heart falls and my stomach feels like it’s trying to wrestle my other organs. “Kentucky?”
She shrugs and nods. “That’s the job. I go all over the country. Denver is just home base.”
I reach up and remove my hat, needing to run my hand through my hair at this bit of news. Not only was she leaving but she was going a thousand miles away.
“You know what I’d love to do, if you’re up for it?” she asks, walking toward me where I sit on the bed. I widen my knees,and she settles her legs between mine. Hat discarded, I run my hands over her thighs and up to her perfect ass and pull her closer, letting go of all the fears that were currently plaguing me.
“What’s that?”
She ducks, placing a sweet kiss on the side of my face, right near my eye. “I want to practice. Get on a horse and ride.”
Giving her ass one more squeeze and then pulling her down for a sweet but lingering kiss, I tap her and say, “You got it.”
I’ll worry about her leaving later, but for now, she was here, and I was going to savor every minute of our time together.
Bonnie was in the arena, already warming up her horse. It was one that CT bought to give over to The Lodge for the dude ranch they had set up, but the more I saw Bonnie bond with him, the more ideas churned in my head over buying him for her.
It would be impulsive, assuming she would want a horse way out here when we didn’t know the next time she would even be able to visit. But I want to do it all the same.
“Hey.” Jax and Logan approach where I’m tightening the cinch on my horse, and I nod at them, my gaze flicking back to where Bonnie is trotting her horse around again.
“You guys practicing for this weekend?” Logan asks, leaning against a wall and looking over my horse. He was unable to stop himself from horse inspecting whenever he was near one.
“Yeah, I guess so. Bonnie just wanted to ride.” This weekend we were signed up to compete in a rodeo that was two towns over.
It would be our last one together.
My gut churned at that information, wishing that I could fix all of this and she could stay. What did I have to offer her, though? A crappy little apartment? What was she going to do? Quit her job? She worked too hard to get where she was for me to consider that a possibility.
“I’m surprised she’s still here. Hasn’t she seen enough?” Jax asks, leaving the filter out, as per usual.
Logan gives him a look but it’s nothing compared to my withering glare that makes Jax raise his brow and shrug. “What?”
“She can be here as long as she needs to be,” I say, disregarding that he was probably right. Logic wasn’t something I was leaning on in this scenario.
“I’m not saying—you know what?” Jax waves his good hand, his other still in a sling. “Never mind.”
“Good call,” Logan says to him, but then, like always, his big brother gaze returns to mine, and he says, “In all seriousness, what’s going to happen with you two? You guys seem pretty attached.”
“Yeah, Mom is obsessed. Won’t stop talking about you two.” Jax’s comment makes it seem like he’s annoyed, but I don’t really care.
“I don’t know. We have another week before we have to make plans.”
Logan nods, hooking a thumb into his front jeans pocket. “And are you going to? Make plans, I mean?”
“Yes, we’re going to make plans.” My tone comes off defensively, and I know why. I was terrified about what those plans were because we hadn’t actually discussed them before. Not really.
“Would that mean you’d move to the city to be with her?”
The thought, just the mere mention of living in the city, makes me cringe. But then I think about only seeing her on the weekends, or making her drive the long drive all the fucking time, or barely seeing her at all because we were both too busy.
Could I live in the city? Of course, Icould. The question was more: Was I willing to do that to be with Bonnie?
“Yeah, I would.” I shrug. “But we haven’t made any plans like that yet. It’s still new.” Though it didn’t feel new. “Plus, she’s heading to Kentucky right after this, so I won’t be apartment hunting just yet.”
My brothers nod, and I unhook my horse, sliding the bridle over his head and slipping the bit into his mouth. “We’re gonna go ride.”
