Page 3 of Silver Treasure
Susan Waters leaned her head out of her open window and said, “Hi handsome. I’m ready for my lesson.”
“Susan.” Some would say this woman was a catch with all of the blonde wealth atop her head and a figure that could give a man an instant hard-on, but not this man. This woman didn’t even stir a single thing inside of me.
However, there was one woman that I had met that had. However, I never allowed anything to come to it, except for twice a week, twice a week I indulged myself in allowing just the vision of her to calm my nerves.
I looked down at my watch, and yes, like always she showed fifteen minutes late. There was nothing worse than showing up late somewhere even when you have been coming to this place for almost six months.
Then when I saw her climb out of her car, I wanted to shake the woman and ask her what the hell was she thinking when she dressed herself this morning. How in the hell did she plan to ride her horse in a mini leather skirt and heels.
I have always prided myself on keeping my composure and never allowing my emotions to show however, I had already bitten my tongue one too many times with this woman and I would do it no more.
“And just what in the hell kind of lesson were you expecting to be receiving today. Being dressed like some common hooker?” I heard a couple of my hands snickering behind me and for once I didn’t berate them. They were accurate.
“I figured we could do groundwork today.” I saw Susan bit her lip trying to show that she seemed innocent, but I knew that this was all a game to her.
“Sorry. But we did groundwork last week and I explicitly told you that we needed to work on some other techniques this week. You were fifteen minutes late and you show up dressed like that. Well, my schedule just became busy. You can show up next week, on time and in the proper clothes, or next time you will be bringing your trailer and taking your horse elsewhere. Do I make myself clear?”
“Who in the hell do you think you’re talking to? I am a paying customer.” Susan tried to bring herself up to my height and even tried to get into my face. Which was comical.
I stepped back from her. No woman has ever been that close to me, and I wasn’t going to allow her to have that privilege.
“No. Your daddy is still your bank.” I didn’t pay her any other mind as I left her standing there next to her car.
“Boss, I’m running into town to grab some mineral blocks. You want anything?’ Parker came up alongside me chuckling to himself.
“I’ll go. Anything other than mineral blocks?” Anything that could get me away from that woman the better.
Said woman that was still standing right beside her car door while she had her phone pressed to her ear. I knew that she had just turned thirty, and the biggest turn-off for me, was someone that was already in their prime and not making their own way. Grow up.
Just as I had climbed into my truck and started it up, my cell rang. I didn’t have to guess who that could be.
“Yeah?” Normally I would have greeted the caller with a hello, but I knew that number.
“Why was Susan calling me and telling me that for no reason you refused to work with her this week? I thought we were good friends. I thought you were a good man…”
I would hear no more, “First of all, you need to tell your daughter that she needs to be on time when she agrees to be somewhere. Second of all, how about you ask her how in the hell she planned on getting on a horse in a mini skirt and in heels. She pulls another stunt like this, then she needs to bring a horse trailer with her. I won’t train someone who is just wasting my time.” I hung up on the man after I heard Mr. Waters not saying a word as he was breathing hard in my ear.
Now some might call me an old fool, however, twice a week I went into town even when I didn’t need something and that was to go to Redman’s Store. Some men saw beauty when they walked through their front door. Some men saw their beauty on television, and even some saw their beauty in magazines.
But there was a beauty in Silver Springs, Wyoming that I couldn’t deny.
Believe you me, I had tried, ever since I had learned just how young she really was, I had made it my mission to try to steer clear of her.
However, on days like today, whenever my temper is flaring, I need the calm that only she can provide.
Corrine Matthews was that calm, she was that calm for the already silver-streaked dark-haired rancher.
Chapter 2
Corrine
I stood behind the counter ringing the ranchers, the cowgirls, and even the buckle bunnies up that were in here every other day at a minimum in the afternoons. I worked for Redman’s Feed and Tack store after my first job that ended at three pm three days a week.
It wasn’t that I needed the money, far from it, it was that I hated sitting in my apartment while the walls closed in around me, there was only so much television that one person could handle. Not to mention the shows that came on between the hours of three pm and eight pm seriously lacked.
I was, how should I put it, the last one to always be picked to play volleyball. I was the nerdy geek on the outside. However, what most knew about me, they were completely wrong. No one knew about my love for horses.
Now, I had been wracking my brain for a stable with a stall that would be available to me in the middle of summer. A stable that would have the expertise and the room to hold something that I wanted to call my own.
