J/B, AH, AU, BPOV…rated M for adult/sexual situations, language, 18 and over highly recommended…you have been warned!

The Claiming of Jacob Black

Ch. 6

BPOV

I pulled the blankets back on the bed and sat on the edge for a moment letting the emotions of the day slowly drift away. My hand was throbbing as tiredness slowly crept up on me and I leaned back sliding between the covers. As I lay there, I let my mind drift over everything that had happened that day: falling down the hay stack and Jake's arms around me as he pulled me out, the first time he kissed me in his truck, the embarrassing shower incident, the kiss we shared in the kitchen, the kiss we shared under the stars, Jake asking me to ride fence with him, and the feel of his breath on my neck before Esme opened the door. But I couldn't keep my mind from wandering back to each time Jake held me and kissed me. As hard as I tried to push those thoughts away and remind myself that it wouldn't be a good idea to let him into my heart and that I needed to stay strong and not fall for him, I found myself replaying each and every kiss, the feel of his strong arms as they held me to him, was the taste of his lips.

The last thing I thought of as I drifted off to sleep was it looked like being alone wasn't going to be an option in my future. Dammit.

JPOV

After writing down the list of things Carlisle had for us to do while he was gone, I used the bathroom to wash up and started for the basement door, but hesitated with my hand on the door knob. Bella was down there. Probably asleep. And we were sharing the same sleeping quarters. For the summer. The entire summer. Part of me felt like a young boy experiencing his first crush. Part of me was nervous as hell as I thought about sleeping in the same room as her. I replayed the last kiss we shared and smiled. She had kissed me back. She. Kissed. Me. Back.

As quietly as possible, I slowly opened the door and listened. No shower. No music. No noise. Not a sound. She did go down there, right? I stepped down the first two steps and closed the door softly behind me and continued descending the stairs. Every other one creaked or groaned as my weight bore down. It was dark and I reached for the light cord that was near the base of the stairwell and gave it a gentle tug. The soft light illuminated the corner and I looked towards the west wall, where the beds would be and could just barely make out the light sound of Bella breathing. She was asleep. I didn't know whether to be disappointed or relieved.

Slowly I walked over to my bed, pushing the curtain aside and stepping behind it. I reached up and pulled the cord for the light above my bed to turn it on and silently walked back and turned off the light at the stairwell. The sound of the soft click echoed through the room. I cringed hoping it wouldn't wake Bella. I could hear Bella's breathing more clearly now, it was deep and steady and I knew she was in a deep sleep.

I quietly crept closer and stood over her, watching her sleep. God she was beautiful. Her long dark hair was in a loose braid pulled to the side of her pillow, I assumed to keep it from becoming too tangled during the night. Lying on her side, her small mouth was slightly open and her breathing was deep and even as her chest rose and fell with each breath. I wanted to reach out and touch her cheek, kiss her soft lips.

But I didn't. Instead I went back to my bed as silently as I could and closed the curtain, sitting down on the edge of the mattress. I pulled my T-shirt over my head, setting it on the end of the bed and then skinned down to my boxers and socks. Folding my jeans, I put them with the shirt and pulled the blankets back as I slid between them and the sheet. I didn't realize I was so tired until I yawned and lay back on the bed. It was an interesting day. I grinned as I thought about it. I saved a damsel in distress. Saved the world from monster cookies and terrorizing icing. I tasted the sweetest lips on earth. Got my first glimpse of live porn. Tasted the best desert on earth, from the sweetest lips on earth. Chased away the monsters in the night. And got a date for the next day. It had been a good day. I drifted off thinking about kissing Bella. Oh yes, it had definitely been a good day.

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Grabbing my long sleeves shirt I walked upstairs. Bella had managed to wake before me and was already gone. Going upstairs, I opened the door and entered the kitchen and was greeted by the wonderful smell of pancakes and bacon. I was hungry as soon as the aroma hit my nose. Esme was standing at the stove pouring more batter into a skillet when she turned and noticed me; a smile playing on her face.

"Breakfast will be ready in a little bit. Did you sleep well?" She turned back to the stove and put more bacon in a separate pan, the sizzling sound filled the room for a moment.

"Yes, like a log. I didn't realize just how tired I was until my head hit the pillow. I think I was out before I closed my eyes." I paused for a moment before I asked, "is Bella awake? I didn't see her downstairs when I woke up."

"She's been up for a little while; she's in taking a shower." I could see the laughter building up in Esme's stance. I wasn't going to live that down.

"Oh, uh ok, I was just curious."

I slid my arms into the sleeves of my shirt and watched as Esme deftly flipped the pancakes. The smell was making me dizzy as I walked to the counter and reached for a glass. After pouring a glass of milk and taking a long drink, I sat down and looked over my list of chores for the day. It was only 5:30 so I finished my milk, rinsed the glass out and set it in the sink.

"I'm going to head out and make sure the horses are fed so they'll be done eating by the time we are ready to saddle up." Esme merely nodded and went back to her cooking. I walked over to the door and opened it, stepping out and closed it behind me. Bronco looked up from his place as sentinel and wagged his stumpy tail. Tiggy gave a yip-yawn as she stood up and stretched her tail wagging her entire body. I put my boots on and started for the corral. The dogs ran ahead and were waiting in the shade by the fence when I walked up to the gate.

DC was standing there waiting for his hay, so I decided to feed him first. I went through the gate, closing it behind me and walked into the hay barn to get his hay. Once he was fed I checked his water. Satisfied it was full, I made my way over to the main corral to start feeding the other horses.

Stormy was standing with his butt against the fence and turned when he heard me coming. He was a huge horse and he made DC look like a small pony. Stormy had the look of an appaloosa draft horse, dark blue roan coloring from his head to his hip where he sported a snowflake blanket that spanned flank to flank across his wide back and hip. Very stocky and bull-doggish, he was a very mellow horse not much seems to set him off.

Moonshine stood next to him, ears up and tail swatting the flies buzzing around his belly with his hind foot cocked lazily. Much shorter than Stormy but not as big as DC, he was dapple grey all over but for a large dark patch on his left hip in the shape of a crescent moon. He had the stout body of a Quarter horse, the dishy head of an Arab, and the unique coloring of an Appaloosa. Esme told me he was a mustang. I looked around for the last horse I knew was supposed to be in the corral. And then I saw him, standing in the morning shade beside the east barn.

PK's Sunshynn On Deck. Sunny, everyone called him. He was a stout, muscular palomino Quarter horse with 2 white hind legs, and white mane and tail. His head was small and well defined with almost dainty ears, a broad chest and powerful hind quarters, and a wide white blaze that ran from between his ears to the end of his nose. He was my favorite horse.

Last night Carlisle casually brought up the subject of selling Sunny. Of course he said he didn't want to sell him to just anyone. Sunny's registration papers were among those stacked on Carlisle's desk last night when he mentioned selling him. My first thought was that he had already had a buyer and I was hit instantly with a feeling of disappointment. Reluctantly I asked Carlisle who he was selling Sunny to, not really wanting to know. I liked Sunny, he was a good riding horse, strong minded and unflappable and all business under saddle. Carlisle must have sensed my anxiety because he had looked at me with a smile and passed over Sunny's papers. I looked them over and noticed my name was on the registration transfer, already completed. Stunned, it took me a few minutes before I started to ask him how much he wanted for him, and Esme said quietly from behind me that my working for them this summer was more than enough payment, and that they knew Sunny would have a great home with me. I was surprised to say the least, and very excited; Sunny was mine.

I climbed over the fence and walked around the feeder towards the gelding. His ears were up and alert as he started walking towards me. I looked him over carefully, but I knew there was nothing wrong with him; he was perfect. He stopped when I reached his shoulder and turned his nose into my hand.

"Hey buddy. Looks like you and me are going to get to know each other real well this summer." I patted his neck and scratched behind his ears while he lowered his head. The other two horses came over to see if Sunny was getting anything that they too should have. I had to push Stormy away when he crowded too close and walked over to the spare hay loft for their feed.

Once the horses were fed and their waters filled, I walked back to the house. Taking off my boots I opened the door and stepped inside, the smell of bacon made me realize how hungry I had gotten. I noticed Bella was now standing in the kitchen taking the pancakes out of the oven and setting the hot plate on a trivet on the table. She backed up to the counter when she noticed me watching her, and turned away from me.

"Morning Bella." I wasn't going to let her start the day by being shy with me. We were going to spend the whole day together and I didn't want it to start awkwardly. I was going to make her talk to me, one way or the other.

"Oh, hey Jake, morning." She looked over her shoulder briefly and blushed slightly. I noticed she had a fresh bandage on her hand.

"How's your hand? Is it still pretty sore? Do you think you can handle riding fence today?"

She looked at her hand for a moment and flexed her fingers, wincing a bit.

"Yea, I think it will be fine. I'll get a lunch packed up as soon as breakfast is finished and then we can head out." She dropped her hand back to her side for a moment as her gaze caught mine. She looked at me with curiosity then went back to her task of getting breakfast ready for the table.

"Do you want anything in particular? There's stuff for sandwiches, some left over pie, watermelon…" she continued to list things she could pack for an army to eat as she pulled plates out of the cupboard with her unhurt hand.

"Are there any more of your cookies?" I licked my lip thinking back to how good they were and really did hope she had made more. And it wasn't all I was thinking I wanted more of. Maybe I'd coax her into another kiss; I think I could've lived off her kisses if that was all I had to sustain me for the rest of my life.

"Yea, there's more, I made plenty of extras for Carlisle's sweet tooth. You want me to bring some?" Bella looked up from the counter as she picked up the plates in her good hand and gave me a smile that rivaled the sun.

"That would be awesome." I smiled back. It was going to be a long day in the saddle, but as long as I got to spend it with Bella, I wasn't going to complain one bit.

Carlisle left as soon as we finished breakfast and Bella excused herself to go back downstairs to put on her riding jeans and boots. I helped Esme clear the dishes and put them in the dishwasher. I took a few things out of the refrigerator I wanted Bella to bring in the saddle bags: a bottle of Penicillin and a bottle of Banamine, just in case we ran into a little trouble while we were away from the house. I reached above the fridge for the box of syringes and needles, took a few out and placed them together with the bottles in a small paper bag, rolling the top closed. I then took out a small ice pack from the freezer, wrapped it in several paper towels and set it next to the bag on the table. Noticing the insulated saddle bags next to the door, I picked them up and placed the paper bag in one pocket and tucked the icepack beside it to keep the contents cool during our ride.

Bella came back upstairs and saw the bags in my hand.

"I have all the food and water ready to put in the saddle bags. Everything is wrapped up and ready to go." Bella walked to the fridge and started taking out plastic bags of food, sandwiches, grapes, some thick slices of cheese, an orange, a couple of apples, a bag of cookies, sliced watermelon, a large piece of last night's pie and several bottles of water and set them on the table. I opened the side that was empty and helped her start putting the food inside. The other side I put the bottles of water in, they would help keep the medications cold as well as the ice keeping the water cool while we rode. I was kind of excited and nervous; it felt like I was going on my first date. I kept telling myself we were only going for a ride and fixing fence, but my mind wouldn't quiet.

"I think we have enough food to last us a week on the trail." I teased and noticed Bella blushing at my comment.

"If you're ready we should head out and saddle up and get going, it will get hot pretty fast." My grin was rewarded with one of Bella's breath taking smiles that made my heart skip a beat. I reached to pick up the saddle bags at the same time Bella did; my hand landed on top of hers in a gentle but firm grip. I looked at her face as she let out a soft gasp.

"Oh, sorry. Y-you take it." A dark blush appeared on her beautiful face.

"Ok." I loosened my grip on the bag slightly so she could move her hand and watched as she turned and walked to the door.

I picked up the saddle bags containing our lunch and waited a moment as Bella opened the door and stepped out to put her boots on. I followed her out and slipped my own boots on and we started walking towards the corral. I stopped by the tack room and set the heavy saddle bags down and grabbed Sunny's halter and lead rope and made it to the pen as Bella was leading DC out of the gate. I smiled and walked to the small gate to the larger corral and went inside to get Sunny.

I led Sunny back to the tack room and tied him to the hitching post and noticed Bella had tied DC to her horse trailer and was busy brushing the dirt off his coat. I grinned as I looked back at Sunny and went inside and gathered a brush, a saddle pad, my saddle that I had brought with me, and Sunny's bridle. Setting the saddle down and draping the pad and bridle over it, I started brushing his coat free of dust and stray pieces of hay. I cleaned out his hooves with a hoof pick, then grabbed the saddle pad putting it on his back and adjusted it so it was in the right spot. Lifting the saddle and lightly setting it on him, I adjusted the pad underneath so it didn't bunch and cause a sore and started cinching up the saddle.

I noticed Bella had DC already saddled and bridled and was walking him around to check his cinch, making sure her saddle wouldn't roll on her once she was in it. Once Sunny was saddled, I put his bridle on leaving the halter on underneath and tied the loose end of the lead rope to the saddle horn to keep it from dragging the ground. Remembering the list of tools I needed, I ducked back into the tack room and came out with another set of saddle bags loaded with the stuff we'd need to fix fence.

"I'll take the tools if you'll take the food," I said as Bella walked over. She had on her cowboy hat and as I took a good look at her, I mean a really good look, I felt my heart speed up and my stomach gave a flip flop. She looked hot, and not the sweaty overworked kind of hot. Hot as in melt in your hand hot, hot as in go down in flames hot, hot as in…you get the idea. Her jeans hugged every curve of her lean legs and shapely ass; her shirt accented her narrow waist and her ample breasts. I just wanted to feel every curve of her and mold her body to mine, breath in every breath she exhaled and give her mine in return. Uh, yea my pants just got tighter and I knew it was going to be a long uncomfortable ride in the saddle.

"Oh, sure, no problem." Bella dropped DC's lead rope and picked up the saddle bags as I tried to look busy and not like I was checking her ass out as she bent down. I watched as she lifted the bags and set them behind the cantle tying down first one side then the other. I tied the bag with the tools behind my saddle and looked over just as Bella swung into the saddle. Did I mention Bella looked hot today? And now that she was mounted on DC, she looked even more mouthwatering. I was glad Sunny was between us and I used the opportunity to adjust myself in my jeans without Bella seeing me in such a compromising position.

I lifted my foot to the stirrup and swung into the saddle and smiled at her. Bella grinned back and we started riding towards the northeast line of fencing. We rode in near silence for about a mile until we came to the first gate. I dismounted and opened it, waited for Bella to ride through, closing it behind us then remounted and continued to angle east along the fence line. We rode down into a shallow draw when I saw our first stop. And it wasn't pretty. The fence was actually in pieces, strung along the ground between the old wooden posts.

I dismounted and put my work gloves on and started untangling the wire. Bella helped as she handed me the wire stretcher, some wire staples and the hammer. Together we restrung that section of fence in just a few minutes, remounted and rode along to the next spot that needed fixing.

"Hand me that roll of wire Bella, this section is too rusty to rewire, it will just fall apart if something hits it just right."

Bella dismounted and untied the roll of wire, handing it to me. I smiled my thanks and unrolled a few rounds to measure how much I needed; I cut off the rusty wire and rolled it up to bring back to the ranch. I mended the section, put the tools back in the bag and remounted. As we rode we stopped now and then to repair sections or untangle strands of wire and restring it.

We worked easily together, seeming to know what the other needed before any words were spoken. It was amazing. She rode loose hipped, graceful in the saddle and swayed in rhythm with DC's even cadence. Sunny was power walking, mind on his job as usual, only slowing or stopping when I shifted my weight in the saddle; his gait smooth and regular.

We rode down a steep arroyo and followed an old cattle trail, keeping the fence in sight. Down here it was easier to get lost and turned around. The trees were closer together in places and widely sprouted in others. A short but thick carpet of buffalo grass spanned the ground between rocks and old stands of trees. The shallow creek was flowing freely and we decided to stop for lunch in a well shaded spot.

Swinging out of the saddle, I unwrapped the length of lead rope from the saddle horn and unbuckled the bridle, letting it fall gently from Sunny's mouth. He licked his lips several times and took a deep breath, snorting and shaking his head. I hung the bridle on the horn and looped the reins so they wouldn't drag the ground and led Sunny to the creek for a drink. Once he'd had his fill, I tied him to a nearby tree. Bella already had DC watered and tied and was working the knot loose that was holding the saddle bags on.

"Need any help?" I walked over to stand near her shoulder. I chanced a deep breath and was rewarded with the smell of cinnamon and vanilla. I wanted to run my tongue along the hollow of her neck up to her ear and nibble on it instead of eating lunch.

"You can untie the other side, if you wouldn't mind."

She smiled and went back to work loosening the knot and pulled the strings from the eyelets. I moved to the opposite side and untied the bags, lifting them off the saddle and took it over to a nearby flat rock that would serve as a table. Bella checked DC's cinch and then walked over to sit on the rock outcropping.

I opened one side of the bags and took out the containers holding grapes, some watermelon, and Bella's mouthwatering cookies. I opened the other side and took out a few bottles of water and checked the bottles of Banamine and Penicillin to make sure they weren't broken, and wrapped them back up in the ice packs that were now melted enough to be moldable and put them back in the bag and set it aside.

Bella reached for the bag and took out the sandwiches and cheese and the container of last night's pie setting them on the flat rock. I smiled and handed her a bottle of water, her fingers brushing mine as she took it. I felt a small jolt pass between us and knew she did too by her reaction.

"Oh, wow, didn't think static electricity worked down here." I laughed trying to ease the tension I suddenly felt. Bella laughed nervously and tried to busy herself with taking the rest of the food out of the saddle bags and placed it on the flat part of the rock so it wouldn't roll off. I hadn't intended to make her nervous, I was only trying to ease a seemingly awkward moment. Well it wasn't so much awkward for me, but I could tell Bella wasn't totally comfortable. She was fidgeting with the flap on the saddle bag, as if she were trying to figure out how to close it.

I picked up a sandwich and opened the wrapping, taking a bite. It was good. Really good. Bella opened her bottle of water and took a drink, her throat moving as she swallowed. As I made short work of my sandwich, I watched her and it made me want to kiss the pulse beating in her neck. I took a drink of my own water trying to distract myself from just pushing her back against the rock and kissing her. Picking up the container of cookies, I reached in and took out two, setting the box on the rock-table and put the lid on it tightly and started to eat one. Bella picked up an apple and took a bite, the juice running down her chin. I swallowed as I watched it drip off her skin and felt my jeans tighten a bit. I picked up the cheese and unwrapped a piece and held it to her mouth, mostly to see what she would do and was surprised as she boldly opened her lips and closed them around the slice and bit down. I could feel my heart rate pick up and damn if my jeans got uncomfortable. I wanted to feel those lips on mine again.

I know I had tasted them more in the last 24 hours than I probably should have, but I wanted more.

I slowly moved closer to her and stopped when we were knee to knee. I could see her pulse racing by the vein beating against the skin of her neck. It seemed to match mine. I was actually sitting lower and we ended up shoulder to shoulder as I continued to feed her the cheese. I grinned as she took the last bite from my fingers and started to put it to her lips when she stopped and looked at me, her eyes focused on mine, and slowly moved her hand to my lips. I took ahold of her hand in mine and guided it the rest of the way; and as the cheese touched my tongue, I sucked her finger into my mouth.

Bella jumped slightly as I held her hand to my mouth and sucked on her finger for a moment and let it go with a slight "pop" before I let her hand slide from mine. I smiled and took a drink of my water, chewing the cheese and swallowing it. Bella finished her apple and got up walking over to DC, giving him the core. He took it from her hand gently and I almost laughed at the expression on his face; he looked like he was in heaven with that little morsel in his mouth. I watched Bella as she spoke quietly to DC, not hearing more than her soft voice murmuring to him.

She walked back over to the rock and I couldn't help but watch the way her hips swayed with each step she took. I was definitely buying relaxed jeans next time. Bella' leg brushed mine as she stepped past me and sat down next to me. Her thigh right against mine. She smiled at me and reached for the container of grapes and took one out, popping it into her mouth as she closed her eyes and chewed. I swallowed hard and reached for a grape, holding it to her lips. Bella didn't open her eyes but smiled and parted her lips as I ran the grape along her soft skin. She gave a quiet gasp and leaned into me slightly as I pressed the grape slowly between her lips, my fingertips just barely brushing her tongue as I withdrew my hand and licked my fingertips. She never opened her eyes, but had a curious smile playing about her face. I had to make myself slow down, my heart was pounding.

"Keep your eyes closed." I whispered.

She nodded and I reached over to pick up the container of cut watermelon and opened it. Taking out a piece, I shifted so I was kneeling in front of Bella and had to steady my hand and calm myself. I leaned close as I held the fruit to her lips, stroking it gently back and forth along their length; I heard her take in a short quick breath and slowly eased the melon between her lips and watched as she bit down, the sticky sweet juice leaked out from the corner of her mouth. I smiled and waited for her to be ready for another bite. Taking another piece I repeated as I had with the first piece and teased her with it this time; instead of letting her bite into it, I pulled it back and then ran it across her lips again, this time earning a soft moan. Her lips were pink and her breathing had increased slightly and I noticed her chest rising and falling a bit faster than it was a few minutes ago. It was then I knew I had to taste her sweet lips again.

I leaned in closer putting my hand on her waist and slowly licked the juice from her chin to her lips, then pressed mine to hers. I could almost hear her heart racing and a soft moan escape as our lips met and caressed one another. I moved between her knees and put a hand behind her neck and tilted my head and sealed our mouths together. Feeling her hands move to my shoulder and waist, I pulled her off the rock seat and into my lap so she was straddling me and deepened the kiss as my tongue gently explored the inside of her mouth and glided silkily along hers. She tasted of watermelon and cinnamon and the combination was exhilarating.

I felt her hands move to the back of my neck and gripped the front of my shirt, pulling us closer, our chests rubbing together as our breathing became erratic. We took our time exploring, tasting each other, touching our lips all over one another's faces. I stroked her side and lay back pulling her on top of me. I loved the feel of her body on mine and held her by her hips as we continued to kiss. Her hands started rubbing along my shoulders and slowly slid down my arms to my waist and back up the side of my chest. Bella broke the kiss and leaned her forehead against mine, our breathing fast and matching one another.

"Are you ok? I mean was that ok, to kiss you?" I was suddenly nervous, but couldn't figure out why. I'd already kissed her a couple of times yet it felt like I needed to hear from her that it was ok, that maybe she liked it too.

"I'm fine, better than fine actually." Bella was blushing a very deep shade of red and I found it intoxicating. I reached up and stroked the side of her face with my thumb. Her eyes were closed and she leaned into my hand. Unable to resist, I pulled her back down gently and kissed her sweet lips again. It was a slow lingering kiss, full of passion.

We were lost in each other's own worlds when a few snorts startled us out of our thoughts. I felt Bella flinch in my arms and I looked over and noticed Sunny was shaking his head and stomping his hind foot like he was trying to kick off a shoe. Bella moved and I got to my feet and cautiously walked over to where Sunny was tied, speaking in a low quiet tone. He shook his head and stomped again and that was when I noticed the buzzing sound. A large horse-fly had decided to have lunch too. The half-dollar size black bee-looking fly buzzed lazily around Sunny's legs and hind quarters, then made aerial assaults to his head and neck causing Sunny to shake his head violently in an effort to rid himself of the irritant. I knew how painful a horse-fly bite could be, having been bitten a few times over the years, so I could only imagine how it felt for a horse to be bitten and not be able to shake it off.

I watched the fly and waited for it to come close to landing and smacked it hard against Sunny's rump, startling him a bit more with the sound rather than the actual physical blow. The fly dropped to the ground and I stepped on it, smashing it into the ground making sure it was dead.

"Hey boy, easy now, it's gone now, won't be biting anyone again." I crooned to him and scratched the last area I had seen the fly bite him. Sunny arched his neck and stuck his face out and started clicking his teeth together in ecstasy as I scratched his hip and worked my way over to his shoulder.

Giving him a final pat, I looked back over to Bella who had apparently busied herself with putting our forgotten lunch away. I smiled remembering exactly why we never finished eating. She pulled out two more bottles of water before tying the saddle bags closed and picked them up and tied it behind her saddle again. She tightened the cinch and untied DC, removed his bridle from the saddle horn and bridled him tying the end of her lead rope to the horn of her saddle. She looked over at me and smiled shyly.

"Is DC ok? Did he get bit?

"No, I think he's fine." Bella put her foot in the stirrup and swung into the saddle naturally.

"Good. Those things are nasty. You don't want to get bit by one, it hurts like a bitch."

I tugged the lead rope from around the tree and took the bridle off the saddle horn, bridling Sunny and secured the end of the lead rope and tightened the cinch before picking up the water bottles and handing them to Bella; mounting effortlessly.

We rode out of the shallow canyon and back up to the rim to the flat pasture and finished mending fence. We were on our way back to the ranch when I noticed the thick black storm clouds rolling in fast and the wind suddenly picked up. A summer thunder storm was on its way and it didn't look like we were going to make it back to the ranch before it hit.

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A/N: Yes, a bit of a mystery as to where they will end up while waiting out the storm! Please leave a review.

RL in its randomness has decided to make things difficult. DC, who is a real horse, and mine to be exact, has come down with a case of EPM. I wont go into details, you can look it up online if you really want to know what it is (it's too long and complicated to describe it here). So the next chapter may be a bit longer in coming as I tend to my baby. Thank you all for reading and leaving such wonderful reviews. If you're looking for some wolf action, look up MioneWriter007's story, Bree Tanner: A New Beginning...Kirby Phelps PK's story, The Twilight Saga: Solar Flare, check it out and give them some love.

Also, I have no Beta, so all mistakes in grammar or spelling are all mine.