We get in line behind everyone else waiting to place their order. I’m looking towards the back, hoping to get Bella’s attention when someone runs into my back.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Excuse me.” I hear a very feminine voice.
“That’s okay.” I answer automatically.
Looking at the woman, I’m shocked at how beautiful she is. Her heart shaped face looks up to me for only a minute before looking down at Titan who has pushed his whole face into her midsection.
“Hello handsome guy.” Her voice didn’t have that sweetness in it for me. Hell, she’s actually barely acknowledged me. This never happens. Women always turn back for another look, even with my shades on.
She’s not the classic beauty that I see so many men chase after. She’s short, her head barely coming to my chest with rich dark hair, dark eyes and plenty of meat on her bones.
I really love those kinds of women. The ones that I don’t feel as though I’ll break if I put my arms around them.
Still not looking at me with any interest at all, she smiles slightly in my direction before walking out the door.
“Oh, did you meet the new veterinarian? She’s such a sweet woman.” Bella must have come up next to me when I was distracted.
“That’s the new town vet?” I ask, looking back at the door.
“Yep. You’ll probably see her a good bit over at Hayden’s place for a while. They are still trying to find what’s making the horses sick. Here, I saw the two of you out here, figured I’d bring you the usual. We are super busy this morning.” Bella says in a rush.
“Thanks.” I reply. “Think I’ll take this to the park and let Titan play for a bit while we eat.” I say.
Leaving Bella’s Brew, I think back on the beautiful Veterinarian. I hope I do get to see more of her. With a smile, I enjoy my breakfast just a little more than usual.
Jesse
Sitting at my desk, I read through every page the state agricultural lab sent back on all the samples that I collected from Wolf’s Landing, the Dude ranch owned by the local motorcycle club.
When I first opened my new veterinarian clinic in town, I wondered about the guys in leather that I would see riding their bikes.
None of the townspeople seemed the least bit concerned with them which helped to put my mind at ease. Where I’m from, men on bikes and dressed in leather should be avoided at all costs.
It seems that their club is very welcome in this town although when I did some digging on the internet about them, not everything that popped up was pleasant to read.
I met their Vice President, Blade, first at the local coffee shop. Since then, I’ve met quite a few more while working out at the ranch for Hayden. Several of her horses have gotten sick from some type of toxin that I’ve yet to find after testing nearly every plant and water source on the property.