The song Whatcha think about that, played into my ears. I hadn’t heard this song in a long time, and knew all the words. Kicking the dust under my black boots, snapping my fingers. Getting twice as many looks, as I bobbed my head dancing to the music only I heard. Men whistled as I shook my ass, giggling as I kept walking. Shuffling my feet kicking up more dirt, as they solo of Missy Elliot.

    “Tonight you gon' call me
A thousand times
Tonight I'm gon' make up
A thousand lies”

“Okay, hold up, watchu think about that?
You wear the dress and I put on your slacks
Tonight, I'm going out and ain't coming back
You ain't get no more pussycat
See me in the club I'm out with my girls
Do like you do when you out with them dudes
Up in the club it's just me and my girls
Play like Katy Perry kissing on girls
Now, you can't eat or sleep and now
You in the house thinking 'bout me and now
I do what you do and me and now
I love to see you, baby”


The looks I was getting made me sing louder, dance hard and just act as crazy as possible. Making it out of the town, I sighed feeling thirty. Swigging the last of my water, pushing the empty bottle into my bag. With the warm breeze blowing past my cheeks, I inhaled the sweet smell of clean air. So very different from the over populated city. The heat from the sun as it started to color my skin. House after house I finally started seeing more fields then closely knitted houses.
   
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Now here I am the smoke from my cigarette, blowing away with the breeze. As I get closer to my destination, how I’ve waited for this one moment.


~Dalton’s POV~

The heat was wicked hear as I shoveled out the horse boxes, turning the tractor on. I shouldn’t of worn a black shirt today, pulling it off. Draping the heat attracting garment on a stall door. Daisy is gunna have a field day with this, groaning. I really wish that woman would get a hint. Her father is the owner, and I work for him. Even if she was remotely something I was interested in, I wouldn’t do anything.

    She’s more of a hassle then anything else, always using her daddy as a way to get me to do things for her. This was the only other job, without going further north. With all the cows feed, and the horses groomed I had seriously taken a step down from my once glamorous life. Nights became the worst, as she would appear in my dreams. Haunting my very soul, the smell of her would sometimes flutter past me.

    Daisy had tons of bird feeders, and the yellow ones would always catch my eyes. Ray really liked them, she had said they were free. It seemed after all that I had been through, those yellow birds were everywhere I was. Was I suppose to believe she’d become one. Some would say it was her spirit flying freely, keeping an eye on me. For me it was a nice thought, but what the hell do I know.
    Tossing bales of hay, into the loft the sound of Daisy ringing in my ears. Another groan as she comes looking for me.

    “Dalton, there you are” Her eyes fluttering like a bats wings. Looking all over me, her eyes feel like scorpion stings. Doing nothing for me, as her tongue licks her lips. Seriously girly find another toy.
    “What can I help you with Miss Daisy?” Not really wanting to ask.

    “Daddy wants the saddles cleaned and moved to the other barn.” Smiling like a liar.
    “Sure thing” Nodding as I go back to stacking hay. Since I have nothing else to talk about, I leave her when I’m done. The heat gets to her, and luckily for me she leaves. Grabbing my water bottle sucking down the last few drops, before filling it back up with the hose. Dumping load after load, before heading to the tack room. Pulling out each saddle cleaning them off. Letting the barn air dry them before moving to the other barn, I start tossing hay to the cows.

    The dogs start barking, but there isn’t a sound or dirt kicking up on the driveway. They must of see a bunny. Continuing with my work, heading back into the barn, grabbing the first saddle. Heading out Daisy is back. Doesn’t this woman understand the silent words of rejection. My mind smiles thinking Ray would of caught on right away. She was good about picking up on things like that. Her thoughts fly away as Daisy’s shrill voice rips happy images away.

    “Dalton…ohh Dalton daddy wants you to take care of the hay loft” Her bright smile incensed by the horrible pink thing. Nodding I continue, but her frown tells me this isn’t enough for her. Growling from deep within, I swear I have to talk to her father about this. A man can only take so much, before he snaps. Her white heels click off the porch, headed right for me. Does she understand that this saddle isn’t light. Adjusting my hat, as the sun has shifted a bit.

    Her pale skin, shining brighter then the reflection of a mirror. Fingers touch my skin, the feeling is completely wrong. As her eyes feast like a wolf starving for attention. Batting her lashes like some kind of hussy. Gees I need a new job. Taking a step back, I don’t need her father seeing her like this. As much as I hate this job, I still need to eat.

    “Dalton, do you like my dress”  she asked trying to pull of sexy, only making it sound childish. I really hate this woman, she’s so fake its sickening.
   
    “Miss Daisy, I need to get back to work” She frowns, displeased I wont pay her any mind. Maybe this works on those good ole boys in town, but I’m not them. Shifting the saddle in my hand, she blocks me from leaving.
    “Dalton why don’t you like?” Pouting, again she looks like a spoiled child. Groaning out so she can hear, she looks shocked.

    “Miss Daisy I work for your father, I need to get the chores done” Trying again to take a step around her. Once again her small frame blocks me.
    “Daddy wont care if you spent some time with me, maybe have a cold glass of lemonade?” Razing her brow. Okay this is becoming ridicules. Rubbing the back of my head, with my free hand. Trying to figure out, how I can handle this without getting fired. Looking up I sigh, to hell with it.
    “Daisy” She perks up at me not being so formal.

    “I have no…interest……” My eyes catch the dogs moving near a large apple tree. There standing holding a large army green bag is……Ray. My heart beats faster, her smile bright and warm as she takes a few steps into the sun. The saddle crashes to the ground, as my teeth take my lip hostage. Those long chocolate tendrils shining in the beauty of her.
    “Dalton?” Daisy says, turning around as Ray drops her bag with a thud. Slipping her hands into her pockets, rocking on her boots. God she’s so stunning, this has to be a dream.
 

~Ray’s Pov~


A sunny yellow farm house, was at the end of a long road. A few dogs barked, as I started down it. My Gps chiming I had reached my destination.

Ha if it only new…she chuckled.


White picket fence framed a good part of land around the house, with its white shutters. A wrap around porch, held a few plants and swing. The dogs sniffed me as I rubbed ones head, animals liked me. Horses were busy eating out in a pasture off to the left, while a few dozen cows did the same to the right. A bright red barn which I was guessing held hay and more horses, was placed next to a small over head stall. Coming out of the red barn was Dalton, holding a saddle in one hand. His bare chest misted with hard work, the black of his western hat making his rugged good looks stick out more.

    The sound of a female calling to him, like a maiden in distress had me looking at the house while I was carefully standing next to a large tree.

“Dalton…ohh Dalton daddy wants you to take care of the hay loft” Waving her pink hanky. Wearing a brighter pink dress, was it flapped in the breeze.

Ohh dear god…..my inner woman rolled her eyes.


He turned to her those jaw muscles clenching, as he nodded. But that wasn’t good enough for the little belle, she wanted his full attention. Walking down the steps she walked right up to him, trying a sexy walk that made her look more like a bitch in heat. Watching as he stopped, letting her touch his chest. My blood pressure went threw the roof.
    “Dalton, do you like my dress” Battering her eyelashes. He sighed, taking a step back. Only making her so called perfect looks frown.
    “Miss Daisy, I need to get back to work” The little harlot frowns, as he tried to get away. Blocking him he pouts sad puppy eyes, I mentally laugh.

So not going to work…..Scoffing.

    “Dalton why don’t you like me?” She whines. Only digging her grave faster. He groans and even I can hear it from where I stand.
    “Miss Daisy I work for your father, I need to get the chores done” Once again he tries to flee from the overly horny woman. Blocking him she flashes her pearl white smile.

    “Daddy wont care if you spend some time with me, maybe have a cold glass of lemonade?” Batting her lashes. I seriously have to hold my laughter in, as I see his face look so pitiful. He’s in such a bind, I almost feel sorry for him. Rubbing his neck, before shifting his feet.
    “Daisy” He starts, while she looks thrilled at his closeness to her name. Sighing he keeps going.
    “I have no…..Interest….” His eyes lift up, as a dog shuffles around my feet. Smiling at him, as his mouth gaps open. Moving out of the shade, still smiling at him. He looks so good, those muscles doing all kinds of things to the pain I’ve held onto. The saddle crashes to the ground, as he takes a short step forward.

    “Dalton” She whines, turning when I drop my bag. Feeling a little nervous now, I slip my hands into tight pockets playing on my heels. Walking around Daisy, Dalton moves slowly to me. As if I will simply run away if he startles me. I can’t help the smile on my face, as the closer he gets.
    “R…ray” Coming out as a whisper.

    “Hi” Sounding foolish for my stupid chirp. His black boots pushing threw the dirt, as we stand two feet apart. Those tiger eyes traveling all over my body, making it hotter out here. Those large hands in mid air, waiting for some sign he can touch me, without going right threw.
    “Your…alive” Catching my eyes, as I have to lean back a bit.
    “Yea” Nodding, quietly. Time stands still, as a dog passes between us. The sound of thunder and lightening as he grabs my body, pushing his lips into mine. Its more then earth shattering, as his taste takes away all the doubt I ever had. Cupping my face with those wonderful hands, moaning in me.

When he finally releases me, we gasp for air. His bright smile, as he still can’t believe I’m here.
    “DALTON! Who is she?” Daisy storming over, like a wet cat. Chuckling I look around him, as he groans. Standing off to the side of me, Daisy grabs his arm. Wrapping tightly around him, I look up at Dalton. The look I send to him says ‘Really?’ He gulps shaking his head, pulling away from her.
    Smiling I turn back to the belle. Grabbing his hand, pulling him behind me. She frowns seeing him comply with my touch.
    “Your to close now” Placing my hands on my hips. Taking a step closer to her, she backs up.
    “You can’t do that” She whines, stomping her foot.
    “Ohh! but I can. See…” Turning to Dalton, before looking at her.

“I’ve done some really naughty things to him, and he’s hooked. A little sweet thing like you, couldn’t possible satisfy a man like him” Giggling as I hear him shift.
    “You’ve…what” Gasping as her eyes look at him.
    “You heard me, I’ll be taking my man now. You know to finish what I started.” Winking at her. She paled before I turned. Picking up my bag, my eyes follow the deep muscles of my new man.
    “Dalton baby, you got your truck right?” Licking lips. He nodded.
    “I need to grab my shirt” My fingers slip around his belt buckle.
    “Don’t I like this look” Running my eyes over her bare chest. My fingers pick up on a rumble in his chest, winking at him as he pulls out keys from his back pocket. Taking my bag from me, we start walking back up the driveway. But I have to say one more thing. Turning around still walking backwards.

“Oh Tell your Daddy, He quits” Flipping her off. I hear her squeal of displeasure, before storming into the house. Laughing as I take that same hand, pushing it into his back pocket. Looking down at me, like I’ve lost my mind.
    “Yes?” I ask fluttering my lashes.
    “You know I don’t have a place to stay now”
    “I know” Squeezing his ass. Those tigers go big, before a sly smile leans down to me. His truck is parked off the side of the main road, tossing my bag into the bed. We climb in, but he stops. Turning to me.
    “Ray?”
    “Yea” Fixing my hair.
    “You drive” Dangling the keys in front of me. My brow goes up.
    “Really?” Crawling towards him.
    “Ohh defiantly” Kissing me as I grab the keys. We switch positions me climbing over his lap. Starting up the engine, I giggle. His eyes haven’t left me, since I started driving.
    “Is there something on your mind?” Asking as I pull into the bigger city.