that he only smiled deeper at.
She settled next to him, unsure of his intent. Her shoulders relaxed when all he did was drape an arm across them and snuggle her closer. The stranger clearing his throat brought her back to the present.
“Jasper, I would like you to meet Liana McCarty. Liana, this is Jasper Williams. He is a friend and neighbor of ours. We were just discussing Majesty. Jasper also deals with the rodeo and may be interested in some stud services,” Donavan was saying as he poured some whiskey into three tumblers and paused. He turned to her with an empty glass and a raised eyebrow. She smiled and held up two fingers indicating a small amount.
He handed out the drinks before taking a seat in the only available plush chair. He watched her take the first sip and smiled when she wrinkled her nose a little. She saw him watching her and scrunched up her nose again to him. He chuckled into his cup.
“The best Kentucky sipping whiskey out there. Thanks, Don. This hits the spot,” Jasper said in appreciation. “Now, I know Majesty won’t hold a candle to Starlight, but I would like to get a little new blood into my stock.”
“Jasper, you’re under the wrong assumption. Majesty is actually ranked higher than Starlight. We didn’t let Starlight compete in too many tournaments after his win at Nationals a couple of years ago and so his earnings are lower than Majesty’s by close to fifty thousand,” Donavan clarified, to a stupefied Jasper.
“How come I have never heard the name before?” Jasper demanded.
“You would know him as Dream Catcher, Jasper. His full name is Majestic Dream Catcher. The previous owner called him Majesty for short. Liana was his rider,” Chase said in a boastful voice.
Jasper had just taken a sip of whiskey during this new revelation and choked as it went down wrong. He coughed and wheezed to clear his lungs from the fiery whiskey.
“You purchased Dream Catcher, last year’s Nationals winner? Fuck. I can’t believe it. Congratulations. I guess that means I’ll not be able to afford stud service after all,” Jasper said, chuckling.
Liana kept quiet through the whole discussion. Having just met the man, she didn’t understand her instant dislike for him. He was too suave, more like a gigolo than a working cowboy. The man exuded a charm that she found repellent. He didn’t have any use for women. She could tell by the way he all but dismissed her.
She was fine snuggled up against Chase with his hand stroking her arm slowly. She tried not to shiver at his caresses. By his half smile, she could tell he knew the effect he was having on her.
“We can definitely come up with some arrangements, Jasper. We know you had your mind set on Starlight, but as you can see, Majesty is going to probably outshine him,” Donavan remarked confidently.
The conversation went on for a bit as she listened with only a modicum of interest. When Jasper got up, ready to leave, she was startled. She rose from the sofa with Chase at her side and shook hands with him. She stayed as Donavan walked him to the door to say good-bye.
* * * *
As Jasper walked to his pickup, he contemplated the conversation. Every time he thought he had the upper hand on the twin dorks they turned the tables on him. The rage he felt all but consumed him as his frustration grew. The inability to exact revenge on the brothers festered deep in his mind. They took everything from him.
His ranting filled the truck cabin as he sped down the highway. His thoughts splintered as he remembered the exact moment the brothers ruined his life. She was everything to him, and they took her. She would have married him if not for them. His turmoil boiled over as he pounded the steering wheel in rage.
Thinking back on that day when he had arrived at her house and saw the twins' truck in her driveway, he at first was concerned that something had happened, but then when the door opened and one of the brothers came out snuggled up
She settled next to him, unsure of his intent. Her shoulders relaxed when all he did was drape an arm across them and snuggle her closer. The stranger clearing his throat brought her back to the present.
“Jasper, I would like you to meet Liana McCarty. Liana, this is Jasper Williams. He is a friend and neighbor of ours. We were just discussing Majesty. Jasper also deals with the rodeo and may be interested in some stud services,” Donavan was saying as he poured some whiskey into three tumblers and paused. He turned to her with an empty glass and a raised eyebrow. She smiled and held up two fingers indicating a small amount.
He handed out the drinks before taking a seat in the only available plush chair. He watched her take the first sip and smiled when she wrinkled her nose a little. She saw him watching her and scrunched up her nose again to him. He chuckled into his cup.
“The best Kentucky sipping whiskey out there. Thanks, Don. This hits the spot,” Jasper said in appreciation. “Now, I know Majesty won’t hold a candle to Starlight, but I would like to get a little new blood into my stock.”
“Jasper, you’re under the wrong assumption. Majesty is actually ranked higher than Starlight. We didn’t let Starlight compete in too many tournaments after his win at Nationals a couple of years ago and so his earnings are lower than Majesty’s by close to fifty thousand,” Donavan clarified, to a stupefied Jasper.
“How come I have never heard the name before?” Jasper demanded.
“You would know him as Dream Catcher, Jasper. His full name is Majestic Dream Catcher. The previous owner called him Majesty for short. Liana was his rider,” Chase said in a boastful voice.
Jasper had just taken a sip of whiskey during this new revelation and choked as it went down wrong. He coughed and wheezed to clear his lungs from the fiery whiskey.
“You purchased Dream Catcher, last year’s Nationals winner? Fuck. I can’t believe it. Congratulations. I guess that means I’ll not be able to afford stud service after all,” Jasper said, chuckling.
Liana kept quiet through the whole discussion. Having just met the man, she didn’t understand her instant dislike for him. He was too suave, more like a gigolo than a working cowboy. The man exuded a charm that she found repellent. He didn’t have any use for women. She could tell by the way he all but dismissed her.
She was fine snuggled up against Chase with his hand stroking her arm slowly. She tried not to shiver at his caresses. By his half smile, she could tell he knew the effect he was having on her.
“We can definitely come up with some arrangements, Jasper. We know you had your mind set on Starlight, but as you can see, Majesty is going to probably outshine him,” Donavan remarked confidently.
The conversation went on for a bit as she listened with only a modicum of interest. When Jasper got up, ready to leave, she was startled. She rose from the sofa with Chase at her side and shook hands with him. She stayed as Donavan walked him to the door to say good-bye.
* * * *
As Jasper walked to his pickup, he contemplated the conversation. Every time he thought he had the upper hand on the twin dorks they turned the tables on him. The rage he felt all but consumed him as his frustration grew. The inability to exact revenge on the brothers festered deep in his mind. They took everything from him.
His ranting filled the truck cabin as he sped down the highway. His thoughts splintered as he remembered the exact moment the brothers ruined his life. She was everything to him, and they took her. She would have married him if not for them. His turmoil boiled over as he pounded the steering wheel in rage.
Thinking back on that day when he had arrived at her house and saw the twins' truck in her driveway, he at first was concerned that something had happened, but then when the door opened and one of the brothers came out snuggled up
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