Page 68 of Lasso Lovebirds

The idea of them being out there alone in this sent a streak of fear a mile wide through me.

What if they got hurt? What if something went wrong?

I forced myself to breathe.

I had to trust that they knew what they were doing. Sky wasn’t new to storm chasing. They wouldn’t do something to purposefully put themself in harms way.

But I worried.

I worried because I loved them.

“Beau! We need help!” Benny shouted.

My attention was drawn back to the storm and the task at hand. I went through the gate and ran as fast as I could to the stables. We needed to get the doors chained, and everything secured.

Wylie, Benny, and I worked fast.

The horses neighed, stomping the ground nervously as the wind howled outside.

Whenever a bad storm hit, the best we could do was hunker down, and the stables were by far the strongest building we had on the property.

As humans could get down into a storm shelter, but our animals? We put all our money into making sure our stables were as secure as possible during a storm.

“Beau!” Wylie yelled.

I turned back as I secured one of the doors. “What?”

“Dennis got out!”

Fuck. “Dammit,” I rasped, securing the chains.

The sound of rain and thunder grew louder. The wind was battering the stables, the horses uneasy.

“I’ll get him,” I yelled. “Finish securing everything and get to the shelter!”

Wylie and Benny nodded. The three of us were drenched from the rain. I raked my fingers through my hair and went back out the front, holding my arm over my head as I scouted the ranch.

Where in the hell had Dennis gone? Where was he?

“Dennis!” I shouted.

The damn troublemaker. I loved that little menace and didn’t want anything to happen to him.

Headlights flashed and my head whipped back as I spotted Sky’s van. Relief flooded through me, but then it was followed by a wave of pure panic and fear.

Behind them, in the distance, was a twister.

Heading straight for our ranch.

“Get to the shelter!” I shouted above the storm.

I needed everyone to be safe. I had one job—taking care of everyone around me—and I had to get them to our shelter ASAP. Wylie and Benny ran past me, heading toward the shelter behind the main house. I spotted Pris waving at us, Winnie and Boone going down the steps of the shelter and disappearing below.

That left Sky and Dennis.

Sky waved at me as they got out of the van, and I pointed toward Pris, their shouts lost in the wind. My heart pounded as debris kicked up, the sound of a freight train bearing down on us growing louder.

And finally, I spotted Dennis.

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