TIMELESS 12
Chapter 1
Sam watched as Jake led Toby up the ramp to the trailer. She was aware of her father coming out of the barn.
"I'm not happy about this, Samantha," Dad told her.
"I used to go camping with them all the time," Sam reminded him.
"That was before," Dad responded.
"Nothing's gonna happen, Dad," Sam assured him. "We're camping out before roundup, is all. They do it all the time and they invited me since Nate's getting married in a couple of weeks."
"It's not right for you to camp with all those boys, Sam," Dad said.
"They're respectful," Sam told him, looking up at him. She could tell he wasn't happy, but Sam wouldn't have missed this for the world. She had missed camping with the Elys and she was now eighteen.
"I can't stop you," Dad gave up.
"No, Dad you can't," Sam put her arm around his waist. "I'll be fine. We'll sit and eat s'mores until we want to throw up tonight. I'll see you tomorrow morning."
Jake jumped from the trailer and started putting up the ramp. Bryan helped him. Sam saw Jake glance briefly towards her.
"Bye Daddy," Sam gave him a hug before hurrying towards Jake's Avalanche.
"Jake?" Dad called towards him. "A word."
"Uh oh," Quinn groaned as he grinned. "Jakey's gonna get it now."
Jake didn't hesitate going towards Wyatt. The two men stood, talking cowboy style. Neither looked at the other, toeing the dirt with their boot as they talked. Every once in awhile Jake would nod, very serious. Finally the two men shook hands and Jake started back towards them.
"In the truck," Jake hissed as he walked by her.
Sam knew he wouldn't stop and discuss it with her father there. She turned to wave once more at her father before climbing in the backseat where she sat between Quinn and Bryan. Nate got into the passenger seat as Jake slid onto the driver's seat.
Jake started his Avalanche and carefully backed up before pulling out, going over the bridge and onto the road.
"So what did Wyatt have to say?" Nate asked.
"He's not happy," Jake answered.
"Well duh, Jakey," Quinn laughed. "Would you be happy if your daughter was camping with four guys?"
"I can answer that," Sam giggled. "The answer is no."
"No Brat, the answer is heck no," Jake chuckled. "Our daughter isn't going camping with any guys. She's being locked in her room until she's thirty."
The other four laughed.
"Just remember, she'll be Sammy's daughter," Bryan reminded him.
"Yeah, good luck telling her no or even heck no," Nate laughed.
"That's it, we're having all boys," Jake grinned at Sam in the rearview mirror.
"Oh like that's better," Sam scoffed, rolling her eyes. "You forget I grew up with you guys."
"We had fun on our camping trips, huh?" Bryan put his arm around her shoulder.
"Yeah, especially the rope swing," Sam agreed.
"You were always too chicken to go on the rope swing alone," Quinn reminded her.
"I was not," Sam refuted. "I didn't have the strength."
"Yet you had the strength to grab onto Jakey that time," Nate started to laugh.
The other three started to laugh also, though Jake groaned as he did so.
"What are you talking about?" Sam asked.
"One time when you got dunked and you grabbed Jake's, uh…," Bryan broke off.
"Appendage," Nate finished for him. The guys started laughing again.
"Oh I did not," Sam scoffed.
"Oh yes you did," all four guys contradicted her.
"That's when Jakey called dibs," Quinn laughed. The other three were laughing hysterically as they remembered.
Sam blushed. "Did I really?"
"Yep," Bryan laughed. "We still talk about that one."
"Oh my gosh," Sam blushed beet red, causing all four guys to hoot at her. She gave Jake a dirty look in the rearview mirror, but he just grinned back at her.