The game was on alright, Cody thought as he was once again searching for Lou's journal. That little note she had left in his journal had been a challenge if ever there was one. Miss McCloud won't know what hit her. "So she wants me to be myself," Cody said quietly to himself, "Well I'll do just that, I'll have her eating out of my hands in no time."
"Is that so Cody?" Buck asked leaning in the open doorway of the bunkhouse with an amused expression on his face.
"Dammit Buck, you scared the hell out of me!" Cody exclaimed after jumping two feet in the air.
"Maybe you should be paying attention to your surroundings, especially if you are going to be snooping into Lou's journal again." Buck suggested with a smirk.
"Why don't you keep look out then." Cody whispered harshly.
"You never learn do you Cody?" Buck asked laughing quietly. He knew Lou's plan and he was looking forward to seeing Cody's reaction to what Lou had wrote in her journal last.
"She issued the challenge, this is war. All's fair in love and war." Cody muttered.
"So you're in love with her then?" Buck asked smirking.
"What? No… I like her but only as a sister. She's not my type. I like women with curves like Abigail McPherson. Not like Lou even if her smile does light up her whole face and her eyes can get me to do whatever she wants. No I find her attractive at all." Cody said ignoring Buck's silent laughter.
"Alright if you insist on getting yourself in deeper, she put her journal in my trunk." Buck said before moving to sit on his bed so he could observe the other rider's facial expression when he reads it.
"You know she's written some pretty interesting stuff in here about you Buck, ya sure you don't want to take a peek?' Cody asked waving the book before Buck's eyes.
"Nope, that's Lou's private journal…. Just out of curiosity what does she say about me?" Buck ended up asking his desire to know getting the best of him.
"Ha I knew you wanted to know! Well let's see shall we?" Cody said before flopping down at the table and began to read out loud.
The boys all know about me now, only Kid seems to have a problem with the fact that I'm a woman. I hope he gets over that soon, we have to be able to work together and Teaspoon is bound to notice the tension between the two of us, not to mention the tension between Kid and the other boys. I'm not sure if life is easier now that the fellas know I'm a girl or not, now that they know I can watch them work and not have to worry about them thinking I'm strange but dammit if it ain't distracting.
Just today the boys and me were building a fence for Emma, God I thought I had died and gone to heaven. The way the sweat glistened off of their bare chests and backs. I got lost watching their strong muscles ripple under their skin. And dammit it all if they ain't all a sight to behold. I was silently begging Buck to take that damn vest off so I could see the golden skin of his back, his muscles tense as he worked. I couldn't stop my eyes from following his every move.
But then Ike caught my eye. I watched a bead of sweat roll down his sculpted chest. I was panting not from the work but from want. I turned my eyes away, only for them to land on Jimmy. Sweet Jesus he's even better looking when he's dirty from working hard, there is something so incredibly attractive about a working man. I had to bite my lip and force my eyes from the sight before Teaspoon caught me. My eyes skimmed over Kid, he was nice to look at too but I was still mad at him so I wouldn't let myself become distracted. Then my eyes landed on this blond hair, blue eyed god. Yes I must have died and gone to heaven.
The muscles in his back were flexing as he struggled to put up a fence post. William F. Cody is a fine looking specimen of a man. If he really does lay on the charm like he said he was going to do, I just might be in trouble. As I was watching this golden god my bronzed god walked close to him, for the love of all that is holy, the two of them in close proximity to each other is a girl's dream come true. It sure is a hot day and it has nothing to do with the temperature outside.
Now you see my problem, it's nice that I don't have to hide my gender anymore from the boys but now I don't feel the need to not look at them, this has left me feeling a little frustrated. I long to feel the calloused hands of a certain rider on my trembling body, to hear him whisper sweet nothings in my ear as he nuzzles my neck, I want to caress the smooth skin of his back as he is hovering over me. I need to feel the comfort that can be found only in his arms. I need something only a man can give me.
And then there was this dream I had last night, it just left me feeling even more frustrated. In my dream I found myself in the barn brushing down Lightning when a pair of warm arms engulfed me. I was spun around to stare into a pair of ice blue eyes. My eyes closed as his face came closer; I felt his warm breath wash over my face before his mouth began trailing kisses along my jaw and down my neck. I felt myself being pulled against his hard body, another warm body pressed up behind me leaning in to press a kiss behind my ear. I shuddered at the sensation, I was forced to turn to face this new presence and his dark eyes searching my soul, he gave me that smile that always makes me melt. "We know you want us." The man behind me said in a husky voice. "Let us take care of you Louise." Said the one I was facing.
I reached my hands towards the man in front of me, my hands brushing his vest from his shoulders. My fingers working the buttons on his purple shirt, once they were undone I pushed it from his shoulders as well revealing his bronzed skin. I was turned once again to face the blue eyed god, his calloused hands undoing the buttons of my shirt as my bronzed god's hands went to the buttons on my pants. My own hands working on getting the shirt off the man in front of me, after I had removed his shirt I started pressing kisses to his toned chest. And just as my shirt was pushed off of me and my pants were beginning to be pushed down my slender hips, Kid shook me awake. Damn him, it was just getting good. So now I'm even more frustrated and unsatisfied. Damn them for being such nice specimens of men.
Buck groaned out loud as Cody finished reading Lou's journal. He shifted uncomfortably on his bunk as his pants had suddenly become too tight. He swallowed hard and looked over at Cody who was also fidgeting uncomfortably at the table.
"That was even better than that girly book that Emma caught me reading the other day." Cody mumbled licking his suddenly dried lips.
"That was definitely something else." Buck muttered again shifting his position. "Who do you reckon were the two guys?" He asked after clearing his throat to rid it of its suddenly husky quality.
"Well ain't it obvious Buck the first man is me, who else has blue eyes." Cody replied.
"Kid's eyes are blue." Buck pointed out.
"Yeah but she described them as ice blue, Kid's are more a cobalt blue." Cody reasoned.
"Alright, you may be right. What about the second man?" Buck asked.
"It's you."
"I'm not the only one that wears a vest, Ike wears one too." Buck stated, his face flushing at the thought of doing what Lou had wrote.
"Yes but you have dark eyes and I'm pretty sure you are the only one that would be described as being a bronzed god, since you are the darkest of all of us what with your Kiowa blood." Cody pointed out to Buck who was now blushing profusely.
"You do know Lou probably only wrote that because she knew you'd read it. She's just trying to torment you." Buck stated trying to distract himself from the images that were now in his head.
"Maybe, maybe not. We shall see." Cody replied with a smirk before grabbing his pen to jot down a note in her journal.
"If you are feeling so frustrated, I'll be more than happy to help you out with that. And if you want that dream to come true, I'm sure it could be arranged as well." W.F.C.
Cody smirked as he read the note out loud to Buck waiting for the ink to dry. "She is going to shoot you." Buck said a small smile forming on his lips as he thought about how he could relieve Lou of her frustrations himself. But first he needed to deal with his own problem. This journal war that he had somehow gotten stuck in the middle of was going to be the death of him, he just knew it.
A/N: Is it getting hot in anybody else's house? The fun is only just beginning, this is going to get so much better.
