Page 51 of All I Need

“Stormy got her name because…”

“She was born in a storm.”

“Obviously. And, when you said we’re gonna get her going?” I ask Walker.

“You’re gonna see a baby come into the world.”

“No shit?!” I exclaim.

“No shit,” he deadpans.

“Oh my gosh! Let’s get started. Stormy, get yourself ready because I wanna see this.”

I glance at Walker and notice his eyes are taking on a storm of their own.

Oh my.

“You heard the lady. Time to get to work,” he says to Brett, not taking his eyes off me.

“Sure thing.”

I watch for the next several minutes as the two of them work on Maribel. Checking her over and writing a few things down on a clipboard. I stand on the other side of the stall, resting my chin on top of my hands as I stand on a stool so I can see over the door. It was a tad embarrassing when Walker strutted over to me carrying it then plopped it on the ground beside me and winked, but I can’t do anything about the fact that I’m vertically challenged so I have to just deal with it.

Walker is definitely in his element. I saw him work with a few animals at the clinic, all of them pets, but this is different. This is his passion.

“Do you have your own cows?” I ask Walker, his right arm covered in a plastic sleeve up to his shoulder but not able to be seen. I’m not about to ask where it’s at, I have a feeling I’ll get an up close and personal view of it with Stormy.

He glances up at me quickly. “No.”

He doesn’t offer me any further explanation and I put it on my ever-growing list of things to ask him.

“You’re looking good, Maribel.”

Maribel makes a weird mooing noise and moves to her front legs before standing up. I step down from the stool and move out of the guys’ way while they come out of the stall.

“Ready?”

I nod my head excitedly and grab the stool, assuming he’s going to leave me outside the stall again but no way am I gonna miss a single moment of this.

I set it up on the outside of her stall but Walker has other plans.

“Not a chance. You’re coming in.”

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