AustinUgh, alarm clocks suck. I've said it before, and I'll say it again. It's like that Duncan Donut dude saying, "time to make the donuts," but for me, it's "time to feed the horses." Don't get me wrong, I love my time with the horses, but I hate mornings.Lane shows up, and I help him unload his horse and get settled in the bunkhouse. I asked him if he wants breakfast, but he's all good. He wants to unpack and then meet me at the house at eight to chat about some stuff.I go inside and whip up some biscuits and gravy for breakfast. I brewed some coffee, and soon enough my motley crew of friends showed up. Lucky them, getting to sleep in. I'm a tad jealous, to be honest."Hey sis, what's that delicious smell?" Declan asks as he walks over to the stove. He turns around and exclaims, "You made your signature homemade biscuits and gravy?""Yep, I sure did, man child," I laugh."Hey, don't be mean. Your homemade biscuits and gravy are the bomb! I'm gonna leave here needing elastic pant
CortlandAustin is a talented cook. Her roast was incredibly tender, and the sides were also well done. However, I need to be mindful of my calorie intake if I plan on eating here often. Additionally, I need to figure out how to bring up the topic of us living together. Since she already owns a ranch, it would make more sense for me to move in with her. However, I will wait until her current guests leave before discussing this with her.Stacy is usually a good eater, but tonight she is more interested in playing with the puppy. Austin was able to convince her to come to the table by explaining the importance of allowing the puppy to eat dinner and then wait for an hour before playing. This is especially important for large dogs with deep chests as they are prone to bloating. By feeding the puppy in a raised bowl and giving it time to digest before being active, we can prevent any potential health issues. Though Stacy was initially unhappy, she quickly understood the importance of taki
AustinAs I lay in Cort's embrace, I couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort that I haven't felt in a long time. It's strange to admit, but being close to him feels good. However, I'm also aware of the fact that this could lead to something more serious. I've always been independent and the thought of becoming a housewife is not something that appeals to me. It's not that I have anything against it, it's just not my personal aspiration. I've always wanted to build my own life, and I'm uncertain of how Cort might react to that realization.I wonder what type of partner Cort would be interested in. But honestly, why am I even thinking about Cort and marriage? I need to focus on my own life and not let my emotions distract me. I have worked tirelessly to build my business and develop my skills in horse training. I cannot allow a man to hinder my progress. These are the thoughts that put me to sleep at night.I wake up in the morning and Cort joins me to help feed the horses. Although
CortlandThe upcoming days pass quickly, and its already Friday. We're heading to a barrel race that determines the day we run - whether it's Friday or Saturday - through a draw. Austin and I are set to run on Friday, and since the show is only an hour away, we plan on hauling in and returning home after our run. Additionally, tonight is the night when Cadee and Stacy are going on a date with Declan. The family will be watching us run, and then the girls will head out for their date.Austin and I are in the warmup pen getting ready to run. I will be running my horses before Austin, who has the advantage of running after the fifth horse. The arena will be drug before her run, giving her fresh ground and a slight edge. I have already completed my runs and they were both clean and fast, putting me in second and third place in the 1D division.Austin is calmly walking her horse around the arena while the ground crew is prepping the surface. As soon as they finish, the announcer calls out
AustinUpon awakening, a moment of confusion overcame me as I struggled to recall my surroundings. It took but a moment before my memory returned, and I came to the realization that I was in the hospital. The events leading up to my hospitalization flooded my mind, with memories of my horse falling during a run and my subsequent awakening in a helicopter. The noise of the aircraft made communication impossible, and my desperate inquiries about my horse's condition were met with confusion. Upon arrival at the hospital, I continued to seek information about Vanna's condition, but my efforts were in vain. I observe Cort, who is sleeping uncomfortably in a recliner chair. My emotions soften as I see him in this vulnerable state. Although my practical side urges me not to become too attached due to our past, my fears are slowly dissipating. It's comforting to have someone who cares so deeply, even though I was initially upset that he thought I couldn't protect myself. In moments like the
CortlandAccompanying Austin to her room with a bag of my clothes and essentials stirs up mixed emotions. On one hand, I'm eager to spend time with her, but on the other hand, I know that she may be expecting more than just cuddling. I can't deny that I also desire more intimacy with her, but I have to be mindful of her health. Additionally, I'm frustrated that she believes her accident was entirely random. While it's possible, I can't help but feel that there may be more to the story. I don’t believe in coincidences. As Austin heads off to the bathroom to prepare for bed, I take off my clothes, leaving only my boxers, and settle in. While staring up at the ceiling, I hear the door open and see Austin emerge wearing one of my t-shirts. I let out a groan, feeling aroused and noticing precum leaking into my boxers.Austin crawls into bed and turns to face me, her eyes filled with desire. I'm aware that we'll be living together for the next two weeks, and I'm not sure if either of us ha
AustinI am currently in the process of working on Stacy's saddle. I have set up the printer to print the saddle tree, and while it is being printed, I am cutting out pieces of leather and working on the tooling pattern that Stacy has chosen. As time passes, I realize that it's lunchtime when my stomach starts growling. I take a break and head to the barn office to grab Declan and have lunch.I walk into my home office and lean against the door frame. Cortland is sitting in the chair, talking on the phone with his back turned to me. I admire his profile for a moment, grateful to have found someone who truly understands me. While I value my independence, it's comforting to have someone who cares about me. Without Cortland, I would have woken up alone in the hospital with no one to look after Vanna while I was there.I appreciate Cortland and his family for their support. It's great to see Carrington warming up to me. Although I sometimes worry about potential issues in our relationshi
It's been two months since I got injured, and the Barrel Racing season is ending. Unfortunately, I couldn’t accumulate enough points in the Wyoming region of the Barrel Racing Association due to my mid-season move. However, I did manage to win the Barrel Racing Championship in our Breed Registry, along with Cortland and his family who also placed. We're now making arrangements to attend the Annual Banquet and Awards Ceremony.Today, I have plans to meet with Emberlynn and Stacy in Casper for some shopping. We are attending a black-tie event, so we need to find evening gowns. Additionally, I have been unable to schedule a lunch date with Cadee, so I am looking forward to spending some quality time with my girlfriends."Why do you have to go out for the whole day? Could you have ordered a dress online instead?" Cort asks, expressing his concern. Just to clarify, there haven't been any other issues. However, Cortland persists in questioning the detective."Cort, it's not like I'm leaving