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Green eyes had been plaguing my thoughts for the last few nights and sleep was a distant memory. I stayed up watching recordings of the rodeo, my eyes glued to my little brother as he held on for eight seconds.
Every. Single. Fucking. Time.
No matter how big the bull was, my brother didn’t let go. Mason held on. When the buzzer sounded and the crowd roared, he would look up and smile, taking off his hat before bowing.
No one saw it, the hatred in his grey eyes.
Hatred for me.
That’s what fueled his fire.
Yet, I watched.
I watched every single recording until the early hours of dawn. Then, I would go start breakfast for Caleb and me. I would take him to school, come back and she would be there, sitting on that damn car.
That’s how it went for the next week.
My cowboys, though they ignored her—for the most part—they still looked. I didn’t bother telling them what they could or couldn’t do with her. If they wanted to fuck her, they could.
The thought of their hands on her made my stomach churn.
What the fucking hell?
I didn’t give a shit about her.
I just wanted her gone.
She wasn’t gone.
She kept coming back, every single day.
On the fourth week, school was out, and Caleb was here.
She kept coming every fucking day, persistent as ever.
A month.
One fucking month of this shit. I should’ve had her ass arrested by now, but Diana told me that would bring unwanted attention to Hallow Ranch. She was right, Moonie Pipelines would take advantage of that shit. So, the fucking enchanting woman came every morning and by the time the day was done, she would be gone.
Today, like all the others, I just walked by her, ignoring her presence. Today was Thursday, and I guess that meant City Girl got to be bold. She hopped off the hood of her car and followed me. Before she entered the barn, I whirled around to snap at her, but there was a pamphlet in my face.
Moonie Pipelines—the right choice for your land.
Just like acid is good for your balls.
I took at the paper, ripped in half, handed it back to her and told her to fuck off.
Newsflash: she didn’t fuck off.
On the fifth week, Caleb was getting cabin fever, but I told him to stay in the house. He hated it, and I did even more. The kid liked being out in the sun, but I didn’t want him anywhere near this woman. He already had one leech in his life; he didn’t need another.
I ignored her. My cowboys ignored her. Yet, she persisted.
By the time week six rolled around I was done with this shit. I contemplated calling the sheriff, despite Diana’s advice. Knowing Chase, he would laugh at me for not being able to handle a woman.
So, I ignored her again, but Beau didn’t.
I shoved away the anger that flared in my chest as I watched him make her laugh. She tossed her head back, her long dark hair flowing down the back of her cream top in waves. I couldn’t hear her laugh. I was too far away and inside the house.
