Page 53 of Lasso Lovebirds

Sunday morning rolled aroundbefore we knew it. And the good news was that despite the storm that had blown through overnight, the skies were bright blue and clear today. Puffy clouds drifted above, casting shadows down on the ranch as they passed by.

Our tents were up, our tables were set, blankets rolled out, activities ready to go. Pretty soon, every queer person in Oklahoma would be heading to our doorstep.

This was one of my favorite events of the year. And this year in particular, it felt special because we had Sky here with us.

Their first Pride. I loved that we got to share it with them.

Nothing could've prepared me for how quickly my life was changing.

For the better, too. I could see a future with Priscilla and Sky, one that was bright and full of possibilities. The idea of having two people who I could love forever had taken root, and I was doing my best to show them that I could be a good partner.

I knew I was good at being a boss.

Or at least, I tried.

I tried to do good by the people around me, always putting them first. It was something that my parents had taught me young, I was the oldest, and therefore I had all the responsibilities on my shoulders. And while I wasn’t a lone cowboy, there were certainly some days where I felt like it.

But then Boone, Billie, and Benny reminded me I wasn’t alone. We had each other, we had our friends, who were more like family anyhow.

Even knowingthat, I still felt worried that I wasn’t made to be a good partner. I was often up well before the crack of dawn, staying up late, always working. I would need to learn how to set aside time for those I loved, right? I wasn't sure how I was going to balance that quite yet, but I would do everything in my power to do it well.

The sound of boot steps behind me had me turning as my twin walked up. Boone raised his head to the sky, holding onto his hat as he tipped his head back.

“Perfect day for a picnic.”

I slung my arm around his shoulders and smiled. “It is,” I agreed.

He let out a hum in agreement, but I knew that hum. I raised a brow as I looked at him.

“Alright. Out with it,” I said. “You’re cooking up something in that head of yours.”

“Oh you know,” he chuckled. “Just wondering how everything is making you feel. I’m still caught up in the whirlwind of Wylie. I love him so much.”

“I know you do,” I said, leaning my head against his. “It’s made me really damn happy to see the two of you together.”

“I know. And it’s made me happy to see you, Sky, and Pris together. The three of you seem like the perfect partners for each other.”

I blew out a slow breath. “We haven’t exactly labeled our relationship quite yet. I think . . .”

“Worried about Sky leaving?”

I nodded.

Of course he’d be able to read my mind. Our entire lives, we’d always known that the other was thinking. It was part of being brothers, being twins.

Boone knew me better than anyone.

“I worry I’m not good enough,” I whispered.

Boone shook his head. “You gotta get that out of your mind, Beau. You deserve love. You deserve to feel the kind of happiness that makes you feel like you’re floating in the clouds. It’s special, what the three of you got.”

I untangled myself from him and reached around, plucking my mask from my back pocket. I usually wore it for picnics and any official Rainbow Ranch event. It was something I picked up years ago and had stuck. I liked it, it made me feel like I was putting on a cape.

When the mask was on, I was Super Beau—able to handle anything and everyone around me.

“See,” Boone said, nodding toward the tent. “Look at your partners working together. Sky belongs here.”

“They aren't officially my partners yet,” I grumbled.

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