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The noise and the hustle and bustle were so different from what she was seeing out here on their land. It was such a different lifestyle.
It took them an hour to reach the fence that Trevor wanted to check and find that their workers had fixed it properly.
A line of oak trees separated the fence and the road and when they reached the area, Trevor pulled his horse to a stop.
When he swung his leg over his horse, she knew they were going to stop for a while and she was glad. Her butt was getting tired of bouncing in the saddle, though the horse had been good to her.
Luis helped her down, his hands wrapping around her waist as he held her while she slid down.
She reached up and patted Ginger on the neck. “Thank you for the nice ride. Now while we eat, you should munch on some grass.”
The horse snickered.
“I think she likes you,” Luis said, his arms around her. She leaned back into his chest and loved the way his body felt against her own. The smell of him even with the scent of horse and leather mixed in.
“Come on, you two. We need to eat,” Trevor said.
He nuzzled her neck. “He’s just jealous, and this morning I had to watch him going down on you while I fixed breakfast. He can wait.”
She giggled. Being with these two men felt right. Already she knew their week together wouldn’t last nearly long enough.
Would they visit her in New York? Doubtful, but she was going to ask.
Taking his hand, she pulled him toward the blanket Trevor had spread on the ground. He reached into his saddle bags and pulled out sandwiches, a bag of chips, and bottled water.
“Eat up,” he said. “You’re going to need the food.”
She really wasn’t hungry, but she sat on the blanket and unwrapped her sandwich.
“It’s so quiet here,” she said. “I love that the only noises are the birds and the cattle.”
Trevor nodded. “It’s why I hate going back to Houston. It’s just so peaceful here.”
“How often do you go back?” she asked.
“A couple of times a month for meetings,” he said. “I have a small laboratory here at the ranch I often work in. I’ll show it to you before you leave. You can even sample my newest creation. A lotion that has just the right amount of sunscreen in it that doesn’t turn you orange.”
Luis lay back with his legs crossed at the ankle, gazing at her. “Did you grow up in New York?”
With a sigh, she thought of her family. “Yes.”
“Do you like it?”
It was hard to answer that question. It was all she’d ever known.
“Yes and no,” she said. “This is so peaceful and yet what’s left of my family is back there.”
A frown crossed Trevor’s face. “What do you meanwhat’s left of your family?”
She hated talking about her father. It had been so many years ago and she barely even remembered him, though her mother once had photos of him everywhere in their home, but she’d died a year ago of cancer. Now she was alone except for some aunts and uncles.
Stacy was an only child because of what her father had done. And to the day she died, she’d both love and hate her father. It had been a weird thing to grow up without a father who was considered a hero and yet her mother resented him. She should have had brothers and sisters.
Her mother never forgave him. And Stacy still wasn’t certain what to believe.
“My father died in the Twin Towers on 9/11,” she said. “I was only three years old. So no, I don’t remember much about him.”
The men looked shocked for a moment.
