Page 54 of Honoring Freedom

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Page 54 of Honoring Freedom

Jinx had a watchful eye.

The other day, Pok had situated himself with a private view of Freedom and Keller who were unsuspecting that they were being watched going at it like rabbits near the lake. Pok thought Jinx caught him, but somehow Pok had outsmarted the dumb cowboy.

Pok had dreamt up a hundred ways to take the man out. No one would miss him because he didn’t have anyone who cared. However, Pok needed to tread carefully with Keller. He would be missed. His brother, Kiefer, had started at the ranch a few days ago. Also, all the cameras had been installed and the hands were being watched closely. Pok should have taken out the cowboys long ago.

Laughter caught his attention. Speak of the devil. Jinx was building a scarecrow with some pretty blonde who looked at the cowboy like he hung the moon.

Pok had always wanted someone to look at him like he was amazing. Someone like Freedom. She was the total package. Pretty. Smart. Built like heaven. And she didn’t take any shit from anyone.

No longer caring what that bastard Downs had to say, Pok itched to take back control of his own destiny. He couldn’t wait any longer to have Freedom. It was time he created a grand plan to move forward.

The judges were out evaluating the scarecrows, but Pok was barely interested when the lively lady and Jinx won first prize. Pok’s sharp mind was already racing. His dick was so hard he thought he’d bust a seam. He craved pussy. It had been too long.

He overheard someone call the lady Lanah.Pretty name.

As the crowd dispersed, Pok watched as Lanah strolled past him, leaving a scent of sugar cookies in her wake. Like a horndog, he followed her.

Keeping enough distance so no one saw him following Lanah, he watched her. Especially the sweet shake of her ass. She gained attention as she divided a circle of cowboys and smiled flirtatiously. So, she was a bit of a slut, Pok thought pensively.

She flounced up to the sno cone booth and placed her order. Pok stepped up beside her, pulling cash out of his pocket. “Here, ma’am. Let me take care of this for you.” He flashed a smile.

As he anticipated, she absorbed his kindness as a sponge soaks up water.

He grinned, carefully keeping eye contact for three seconds. Women liked when men stared into her eyes. She was no different. She practically slurped him up with her big blue eyes. Although she was pretty, and had a sexy innocence, she didn’t do much for him. She seemed too eager, unlike Freedom.

“Thank you, cowboy,” she said as she licked her icy treat.

They stepped away from the booth. “Lanah, right?”

She giggled. “Yes. I don’t think you and I have met before.”

After adjusting his hat, he winked. “Well, Lanah. It’s your lucky day. I’m Rigs Fletcher.”

Chapter Twenty

“What happened, Keller?” Freedom examined Keller’s bloody clothes from the other side of the doorframe. Fear escalated in her.

"It's Jinx. He's in the truck and had an accident. He's bleeding too much to make it to the clinic. With all this rain, I don't even know if the road is passable because of an avalanche five miles up."

“Bring him inside. I’ll gather hot water and towels. Take him to the bedroom.” She left the door open and went in search of the items she needed.

She'd always been told to keep her cool when accidents happened on the ranch. But walking into the bedroom and finding Jinx with a bad leg injury, blood everywhere, she couldn't help but panic. "Keller?"

With an uncertain glance at her, he took the bowl and towels from her hands. “Call the doctor and check if he can make it here.”

“I already did.”

Keller gave her a faint smile of gratitude before he tended to the severe wound.

“What happened?” she asked, not caring if Jinx or Keller answered. She just needed an answer.

"That bull got me good," Jinx muttered, wincing as Keller pressed a towel against the injury. The fabric was soaking up blood fast.

She shot Keller a curious glance. “What were you doing inside the pasture with the bull?”

“A tree fell on top of the north pasture fence just as the storm broke loose. I was fixing the damage. Next thing I know I heard a loud bang like a gun going off and that bull went into a rage. I barely had time to jump to safety before the Sum’bitch got my leg.”

“Why wasn’t the bull contained?” Freedom needed details. They expected the crew to always take safety precautions.




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