The next day . . . Maeve pulled her SUV into the drive way of the five-bedroom ranch house. There was a two-car garage in front of them. Ava and Maeve got out and walked to the front door. Ray was supposed to be waiting for them inside. Maeve had called ahead to tell him that she had the perfect candidate for him. Ray opened the door before they could think about knocking. His brows rose at Ava. “Ladies,” he greeted. “Miss Ava, are you the one Mrs. Porter was talking about? The one who was interested in the job?” “I am,” Ava answered softly. “I . . . see,” he sounded out slowly. “Come in.” He stood aside to let them cross the threshold. They walked into the living room. It hadn’t changed much for the exception of the pictures of Lillian being gone. The furniture was hunter green, including the two oversized arm chairs. The wall to the far side of the room with the fireplace was painted dark green. The
The Cross Creek Ranch was over thirty thousand acres. Ava couldn’t comprehend that much land. The Steele family raised cattle and bred horses. Mrs. Porter had helped Ava grocery shop and gave her a few recipes to choose from but that was it. That was the limitation of her help for the exception of giving her a few tips. One being, to arrive at the ranch as early as possible to start cooking the meal. The ranch hands were coming off the range after being out there for almost a week. They were expecting a good hot meal. Mrs. Porter arranged for Jesse Steele to pick Ava up along with the weighty pound of groceries to drive her out to the ranch. Jesse drove a dark gray Ford Ranger. It looked brand new. Jesse and Ava had made small talk until they left the Helena city limits. “Mrs. Porter told us you were in a plane crash out in Willow Springs,” Jesse began. “I was.” “She said you lost your memory. Like you have amnesi
The ranch hands were filing into the room like they were starving to death. Dirty and tired from the range, they were looking forward to a home cooked meal – and they wanted it on time. It was five minutes after twelve and there was no sign of Ava. However, stacks of bowls were already on the table and place settings with spoons and napkins were already down.“What she do? Cook the meal and leave?” Ray asked flippantly as he crossed his arms over his chest.Ray and Jesse stepped inside.“I doubt it since I drove her here. I’m sure Ava has everything under control,” Jesse said. “I smell food and it doesn’t smell bad at all.”Ray grunted.“I’m going to let her know we’re ready.”“Oh, no, you don’t,” Ray said. “You’re going to check on her and try to help her. She has to get through today on her own.”“I guess if she doesn’t you won’t hire her.”“That’s right.”The boys began beating their fists on the table. They didn’t have much patience this time around.Jesse’s right brow crinkled. T
Two days later . . . Ava walked to the back of Ray’s home with Ray behind her. She carried her trusty carry-on as Ray carried her one suitcase. She only had the clothes Mrs. Porter had given her. It was about a week and a half worth of clothes at the most. Mrs. Porter had also given her a hundred and fifty dollars for spending money, kissed her goodbye, and wished her luck. Ava had tried to tell her she didn’t need the cash. She still had most of the money she had found in her carry-on after the accident. “Stay in touch now,” Mrs. Porter had said as Ava got into the Uber. “Keep walking past the pool. The place you’ll be staying is up ahead,” Ray said behind her. Ava did as instructed. He could be a gruff speaking man at times, but as long as she did the job to his satisfactory she shouldn’t have any big problems from him. “Here?” She pointed at a small building that was only a few feet away from the pool.
It was half time and the game was tied fourteen to fourteen. Jock and Gill went with Tom to the bathroom as Ava and Jesse got refreshments at the concession stand for everyone. Ava thought it was a good time to pick Jesse’s brain as they waited in line. “It’s a hell of a game, isn’t it?” Jesse said. “It is. Very exciting. And I had no idea that Dax was the quarterback – or that he could run so fast.” “So, you like football.” “It appears so,” Ava said. “Who knew?” “Are you following the game all right?” “I got the gist of it.” “If you’re confused about something, just ask, okay? I won’t mind.” “Thanks. But right now, I have questions that isn’t about the game itself,” Ava said. “Why can’t Ray make time for Dax’s games? Even some of the ranch hands are here to support him and they’re not his uncle like you.” “Well, they’ve all known Dax since he was a baby, number one
As told, Ava had breakfast on the table at eight. Ray asked Dax for more details concerning the game last night. If you would have come last night, you wouldn’t have to ask. Yet, she kept quiet as Dax answered his father’s questions. That’s when she realized that Dax wasn’t as enthusiastic as he was last night at the diner or coming home when talking about the game. Ray didn’t ask Tom anything at all. Matter of fact, Ray hadn’t even said good morning to anyone. He just sat at the kitchen table and started talking. Ray finished his breakfast and told the boys he would see them at lunch at left. No have a good day. I’ll be at such and such in case you guys need me. Nothing of the sort at all. Ava began to clear Ray’s dishes. She had been quietly eating in the corner next to the sink. She did that because she didn’t want to infringe on their family time, but she wanted to be close enough just in case one of them needed something
Ava, Ray, Jesse, and the boys had ridden out to the stables. Ray was a little surprised when Ava immediately took an interest in the horses. Her brown eyes literally lit up. “Oh, aren’t you a beauty,” Ava said as she approached the American Albino. “I just finished breaking him in two weeks ago,” Ray said. “So be careful. You never know.” “Oooh, I’m sure we’ll get along fine,” Ava cooed as she rubbed the side of the Albino’s jaw. “What’s your name, darling?” “His name is Whisper,” Tom answered. “How cute. I’ll ride this one,” Ava said with too much confidence. She hadn’t ridden before. “You should ride Ella instead. She’s used to beginners,” Ray stated. Ava opened the door to the stall like he had never said a word. “Well, looks like we’re saddling up Whisper,” Jesse commented. Ray didn’t like it but the way Ava was acting she didn’t give a damn. What had gotten into
Monday . . . Since Saturday afternoon, Ray had avoided Ava like the plague and she was glad of it. He hadn’t sat down at meal times with the boys or Jesse. And when Ray was at home, he went straight to his bedroom or study. Jesse had come by her quarters Saturday night after they had all gone out for dinner. He had brought her two pieces of pepperoni pizza. “Don’t let Ray upset you. It was obvious you remembered that you knew how to ride and very well I might add.” “Thank you,” she had said and took the small box that said Frank’s on top of it. “Sure. And one more thing. Ray doesn’t want the boys to know you have amnesia. That’s why he interrupted out there this afternoon. It was obvious you were going to tell them.” “Yes, but it’s not a secret.” “Well, Ray wants it to be a secret from the boys. He said he didn’t want the boys to know you were sick. He’s afraid it might upset Tom and . . .
A week later . . .The past seven days had been a whirlwind. Dax had passed his driver’s test – he was finally a licensed driver no learner’s required. The family attended the last Boy Scout badge ceremony for the year. Tom had earned four badges. They had even taken a picture together. They had all insisted Ava be in the picture with them. Ava helped the boys with their Christmas shopping. Last night, for the first time in three years, the Steeles had a Christmas party for the ranch hands and their families. The ranch hands’ significant others had brought a dish so Ava only had to cook two dishes herself. And tonight was the Christmas service and program at St. John’s Episcopal Church.Ava was dressed in a Santa’s helper outfit. She donned the infamous Santa hat on her head. The hem of the red swinging skirt of her dress came to her knees trimmed in white fur along the hem. A five inch, black belt was around her waist and the collar of the dress was cut in a V-shaped with white rabb
Ray had to get back to the house quick. He couldn’t believe he had forgotten his yearly donation to the church. Then again, he had a lot going on during the past several weeks. He was able to get into the house and sneak to the study to quickly write the checks without no one seeing him. Then he emerged from the study to the living room. Thankfully, Ava was keeping them busy like he had asked her to over the phone. “Ray,” Father Calvin said as he and Mrs. Foster stood. “Father. Thanks for waiting on me. Both of you,” Ray said. “Here you go.” “Thank you for addressing the matter so quickly,” Mrs. Foster said as she dropped the envelope with the check in her medium size purse. “Yes, thank you. And are you and your family going to come to the Christmas program this year?” Father Calvin asked. “We miss seeing you and your sons every year.” “Oh . . . um.” Ray hadn’t been to church for Christmas since Lillian had left.
Monday . . . Ray and Ava had arrived back to Townsend around ten a.m. The boys were already in school and Jesse and the hands were out on the range. Ray and Ava had spent their extra day in Kalispell in bed. The owners had said that only Ray’s room was available for Sunday but Ava’s had been booked. It was no big deal as far as they had been concerned. Ava just moved into Ray’s room for one day – and it was the best day Ray has had in a very long time. After Ray had helped Ava to get her packages and luggage to the cottage, they had a quickie. Afterwards, he reluctantly left her to go to the stables. He wanted to check on Nicklaus and the rest of the horses. Ray had no idea how Nicklaus’s trip had gone so he radioed Jesse to meet him at the stables. Ray was looking over his favorite horse when Jesse walked in – with Gill, Lance, and Matthew. They caught him up to speed and said it was good to have him back.For some reason, Lance seemed
Ray had won first place for bull riding and breakaway roping. He had two blue ribbons and nine thousand dollars in prize money. “I had no idea the prize money was so substantial in a rodeo,” Ava said as they walked upstairs at The Coyote Bluff Estate. Ray nodded. “Contestants can win up to ten to twelve thousand, depending on how many people are in the contests and how many there are in.” “Wow,” Ava mumbled. They got outside of their rooms. “So . . . would you like to come to my room tonight?” Ray asked. Ava’s body tingled all over at the proposition. “Yes. Just let me grab some things, and I’ll be right over.” **** Ray had taken off his boots and socks. His clothes were dusty and dirty and so was he. He had asked Ava to give him a half hour to take a quick shower. He didn’t want to smell like horse sweat and dust
What the hell was I thinking? I haven’t rode a bull in five years. The same for barrel racing. Roping a calf? I do that all the time. But the other things I’m rusty on. I gotta be. I’m older now, too. I could break my damn neck out there. But it was too late now. Ray had paid the entry fees for the three contests and met Lou’s new wife, all the while Ava looked up at him dreamily like a teenage girl who had a big crush. He couldn’t back out. He would look like a coward if he did. And he didn’t want to disappoint Ava. She seemed excited at the prospect of him possibly breaking his neck in the arena. Nathan and Kevin had congratulated Ray and Ava on their new relationship. And asked about how the rest of the football season went for the Broadwater Bulldogs. They had nearly flipped out of their boots when Ray had told them the Bulldogs had won the championship game. Then they had hooted and hollered when Ray told them how well Dax had played that nigh
Ava finished getting ready as quick as she could. She couldn’t wait for Ray to come back over. So, she went to his door. Ray opened it with a smile. “Couldn’t wait to see me again, huh?” He wore a maroon-colored long sleeve shirt with pearl snap buttons and black jeans. Ava grinned. “I always love to see you and as fast as I can, but . . . I came over instead of waiting for you because I had another memory as I was getting dressed. This was the first memory she has told him about in a while. She hadn’t told him about the last few. “Oh?” Ray said as he stood aside, letting her in. Ava walked in as she told him about what she had remembered. “I could have been to Townsend before. I mean . . . the woman invited me to her wedding to a man with the last name Townsend. He could be a descendant of the founder of the town. Or a descendant of someone who lived in the town when it was first established.” “Hmm. I don’t know,
Ava was practically purring like a cat that was being rubbed the right way when Ray began moving up her body. He couldn’t hold out anymore. His goal was to give her as much pleasure as he could as a reward for being so patient while he sorted himself out. Ray hadn’t meant to make her cum so early like that, but the sound of her moans – and knowing he was the cause of it made him want to prove that he could satisfy her. And he was about to do it again whether she was ready or not. Ray got on his knees and lifted one smooth, luscious leg and placed it against him. Ava sultrily widened the other, knowing what he was about to do. He grabbed his manhood and placed the tip at her opening. Then he pushed in. “Uh,” Ava moaned as he slowly entered her soaking, wet pussy. Ray tried going slow at first since she was so tight, but something rose up in him. Like an animal had awakened in him that smelled a hottie in heat. He began thrusting in her –
Ava pulled out of the kiss. “Kissing me isn’t going to fix this, Ray.” He released her. “I know,” he said as he entered the room, making her walk backwards a few steps. Once he had enough room, he turned to close the door and secured the deadbolt. “Oh, no,” Ava began sternly. “You’re not staying so we can talk. I’m done, Ray.” “I know,” he said as he took of his coat and black Stetson. As he tossed the hat on the desk and the coat on the chair, Ava said, “I mean it. Don’t get comfortable because you are not staying. I mean it.” “I know.” He loosened the first top buttons of his shirt then he had the nerve to sit on the edge of the king size bed. “What the hell are you doing?” “Taking my boots off,” he answered like there was nothing unorthodox about what he was doing. “Why are you – I don’t care why just leave them on and get out.” Ava walked to the other side of the room.
“Hey, Ray,” Troy greeted as he approached. “Hey. You guys have fun?” Ray asked and sipped his scotch. “Oh, yeah. It was great. Me and my friends were talking and we hoped Ava would come with us tonight to a club.” “What she say?” “I don’t know, yet. My friends are asking her now but I had a feeling she wouldn’t say yes unless it’s okay with you.” “Oh. Well, if she really wants to go –” “You’ll be okay with that?” “Yeah.” “There’s just one thing, though.” “What?” “Um . . . do you mind staying behind? No offense. You’re a really cool guy but it would be pretty awkward to go to a nightclub with someone’s dad.” “What?” Ray said as his eyes narrowed. “Look, I’m sure you and Ava came up here to spend some father/daughter time together and I – I mean we don’t want to interfere in that, but, surely, you can give her one night out with peop