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And I wanted to fucking ravage her body...
But I couldn’t.
“Actually, we’ll have to raincheck on that,” I said, letting out a sigh as I headed to my dresser, pulling out a fresh pair of jeans. “I have something I need to do before we go any further.”
“What do you mean?” Her brows furrowed as I got dressed in a dry pair of clothes. “Where are you going?”
“Well, first of all…” I grabbed the gift I had made from my jacket pocket. “I need to give you this.”
She had put on one of my t-shirts and she slid off the bed, heading toward me as I held out the collar. “What is that?”
“Just look at it.”
Cheyenne took the collar from my hands, stretching it out in her hands. “Oh my goodness.” Her voice broke as she looked up at me. “Did you make this for him?”
“Yeah, I figured every good big brother deserves something—he’s got a lot to put up with. He’s gonna have a few adjustments coming.”
She giggled, glancing over to Takoda, who was snoring. “He hasnoidea.”
“Yeah, but he’ll make the best big bro,” I teased her, pushing some of her dark hair from her face. “I think that’s the silliest thing I’ve ever said about a dog—but I mean it.”
“You’re too sweet.” She placed a light kiss on my jaw. “Like I can’t believe it. Thank you so much.”
“You’re welcome,” I said, before letting out a heavy breath. “But now I have to go do the hard shit.”
“And what’s that?” She raised her brows at me.
“Deal with the guys that talked about you.” Just as the words left my mouth, my phone went off with a text. I picked it up off the dresser, seeing the text from Blake.
Everyone’s waiting on you.
“I gotta go, but I’ll be back. Don’t get too modest before I get back.”
“Okay.” She nodded, giving me a light smile. “You know you don’t have to do this for me.”
“I’m doing this forus.” With that, I slipped out of the bedroom, shutting the door before heading down the hallway. My boots thudded on the stairs as I made my way toward the main section of the house. Blake and Dad had already gathered up all the ranch hands, making them wait for me in the barn.
I had just gotten a little distracted.
“Good luck,” Mom said to me as I passed her in the kitchen. “I’m proud of you for standing up for your family.”
“Thanks.” I tipped my hat to her. “Learned from the best.” I headed through the mudroom, ripping open the back door. The rain had stopped, but it was still cool and soggy outside—and also the middle of the night.
But I didn’t give a shit what time it was.
I picked up my pace, trotting down to the barn, the lights streaming through the cracks and windows. Pushing the door open, I walked into what looked like a suspect line up. All of the men were leaning against the wall of stalls, while my dad and Blake were on the opposite wall.
And every single person standing there turned to look at me when I walked in.
“What the fuck is this about?” Ryder called out, standing right in the middle of everyone else—which ended up being a total of twelve people. “I thought we were having an emergency, not a powwow.”
“Shut up,” I snapped at him. “I already know that it was you, but you’re going to get one chance to explain yourself.”
“What?” His nose scrunched up. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“Someone was talking shit about Cheyenne, and I want to know who it was out here. Happened earlier this evening in the tack room.”
“Wasn’t me,” Dylan spoke up, letting out a yawn. “I was working in town at the saddle shop all day. I barely made it back before the damn storm hit.”
