Page 64 of Fated to the Wolf Cowboy
“Only the coolest invention ever. It creates some sort of forcefield through the walls so no one can hear what’s happening inside.”
“That sounds like a sci-fi movie or something.”
“Kinda, yeah. So what are you two up to or did you just stop by to say hi, neighbors.”
Tricia blushed. I knew she hadn’t agreed to move in yet.
I tried to catch Jessie’s eye to silently tell her to cool it, but she wasn’t paying any attention to me.
“We came for shoes,” I informed her. “I don’t know if you two are close enough in size or not, but I want to show her around the farm and all and all she has are these.”
Jessie looked down and squealed with excitement. “Are those real? They’re gorgeous!”
Tricia beamed. “My absolute favorite.”
So much so that she didn’t bring any others with her for her cross-country trip from New York to California. That didn’t sit well with me. I still had so much I needed to know about my mate. I didn’t want to sit her down and interrogate her though. I’d learn what I needed to know when I needed to know it.
“What size?”
“Eights.”
“Perfect. I’m an eight and a half, but I have some thicker socks that should work for you with my boots.”
“Boots?” she whispered as Jessie ran off to get them.
“Trust me. You’re going to want them.”
She pouted as she looked down.
“Those Louboutin’s aren’t going anywhere. There’s just a time and place for them, and the ranch is not it.”
“You know these are Louboutin’s?”
“I may have grown up with brothers, but when Oliver mated Peyton we inherited her family too. That’s a lot of sisters, and as you’ve learned, there isn’t much privacy at the house.”
She smiled and relaxed a little. “True.”
“Here you go, try these,” Jessie said, returning with a pair of hiking boots.
They weren’t what I had in mind, but much better than the alternative.
Tricia tried them on and found they fit, but the look on her face told me she didn’t like this.
“Trust me on this. The farm gets nasty and these can just be hosed off later. Then there’s always cowgirl boots,” Jessie told her.
“I’m not cowgirl,” Tricia said with a small snort.
“I can see that, but this place will corrupt you. Besides, we can go shopping later. There are some adorable cowgirl boots that you might actually find you like, at least for visiting this guy at work. Tim works there now too, so I spend way too much time at the farm.”
“I’ll consider it. Thanks for letting me borrow these. I guess.”
Jessie and I shared a look, but she just grinned back at me. It was clear to us both that my city girl was not happy with the boots, but those damn heels were a safety concern where we were going.
“Come on city girl. Time for that tour.”
We said bye to Jess and then walked back outside. I loved the idea of just running next door to borrow stuff, or even just for the hell of it. I still thought the house was entirely too big, but the perks seemed worth it to me.
Hopping on my bike, I waited for her to climb on behind me. There was no hesitation as she wrapped her arms around me. I could definitely get used to this.
