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“You’re late!” Edward grumbled as they sat down at the table for dinner.
“Sorry.” Trey said smiling. He wasn’t the least bit sorry. Kristen sat down in the chair Trey pulled out for her. Her face was still flushed and she looked a little dazed. Edward was pleased. It was pretty obvious why they were late. He had watched them all day, and was pleased with what he saw. They were a good match.
“So what took you two so long?” Will asked. Trey just shrugged in response to the question. But Kristen turned a deep shade of red. “Sorry I asked.” Will said catching on.
“We got lost.” Kristen blurted out; she was staring at the table. She didn’t see the knowing grins exchanged by the men.
“You should be ashamed of yourself Trey. How do you manage to get lost on your own land?” Edward said motioning the servers to begin serving the meal.
“I wasn’t paying attention.” Trey replied for Kristen’s benefit.
“Guess I’ll have to send one of the men with you next time.” Will replied with a grin.
“That won’t be necessary.” Trey grumbled taking a bite of steak.
Kristen stared at her plate. Steak again! Don’t they eat anything else? She was sick of steak, but not wanting to be rude she took a bite. She smiled in surprise. It wasn’t beef, but buffalo. She enjoyed every bite.

After dinner they all sat around the campfire while Edward and Will related stories of previous trips up the mountain. She learned that Trey and Josh had bagged their first bucks when they were twelve. Trey had gone on to hunt on every continent in the world. But Josh had never developed the same love for hunting. Something that clearly disappointed Edward. Trey was clearly his pride and joy, just as she had always been her Grandma’s.
“You didn’t tell her about the camping trip you took with my parents when they were first married.” Trey said when Edward had finished yet another tale.
“Where did you hear about that?” Edward asked with a frown.
“Tell her about it. It’s funny!” Trey told him grinning.
“Damn your father, I swore him to secrecy.” Edward muttered.
Will got up and walked away from the fire a big grin on his face.
“What happened?” Kristen asked.
“My Mom, decided to accompany Dad and Grandpa on a hunting trip early in their marriage.”
“Your Dad never could say no to that woman.” Edward muttered.
“She lied to Dad, said she had been hunting with her own father. That she knew how to use a rifle.”
“The dumbass!” Edward put in.
“So, they set out on the trip, left the ranch at six in the morning, like us.”
“What? Is that what your Dad said?” Edward asked in disbelief.
“Yes.” Trey answered with raised brows.
“Figures, he wouldn’t tell it right.”
“You tell the story than.” Trey challenged.
“It was seven in the morning when we rode out. We were an hour late because your mother didn’t like getting up so early.” I should have ridden out without them he thought to himself. “Once we got started it wasn’t too bad your Mom kept up with us. And I figured things would go smooth the rest of the trip.” What a mistake that assumption had been. “We got up the next morning at four, like we always do. Your stupid father had to go and wake your mother up so she could go with us. We spent the next hour listening to her bitch about how early it was. And than she complained that she was hungry. We don’t eat breakfast until the morning hunt is over.” Edward explained. “I figured she’d probably scared off every deer within a five mile radius running her mouth like she was. Your Dad was finally able to shut her up by promising we’d head back to camp as soon as we bagged a deer. We finally spotted a deer that was about a half mile from our position. We were down wind from it. Big beautiful buck! We had him in our sights; I was going to let your Dad take the shot. But your mother decided she was going to shoot it herself. She raised the rifle took aim and fired.”
“Did she get him?” Kristen asked caught up in the story.
“Hell no, her bullet grazed the bucks shoulder. He took off and your mother having never fired a rifle before landed on her rump. She didn’t brace the gun against her shoulder, so it slammed into her shoulder when she fired. While your Dad took care of your crying mother I walked to where the deer had been standing when she took her shot. I discovered blood and realized the poor beast was wounded, maybe bad. So we would have to find it and put it out of its misery. I told your Dad to take your Mom back to camp. And Will and I would take care of the poor beast. Well your mother refused to go back to the camp. She had wounded him, and felt that it was her responsibility to finish the job. I should have put my foot down. But being a dumb ass, I let her come along. We spent the next two hours trailing the buck and listening to your mother bitch about her shoulder. By the time we located the buck I was ready to order Will to shoot me.”
“What happened? Did she get him?” Kristen asked her eyes wide.
“We were still down wind, and were able to get closer to the poor beast. Your mother wanted to give it another shot. This time we were prepared. John took aim, and when you’re Mom fired, hitting the poor beast in the rump. Your Dad finished it with one well placed shot. Well your mother started crying. I figured she’d hurt her shoulder again. But no she was crying over the dead buck. Didn’t help when Will pointed out that her first bullet had just grazed his shoulder. The buck would have been fine. We didn’t need to hunt him down after all. To which your mother said “You mean we didn’t have to kill him?” Talk about pitching a fit! Will and I got started dressing the buck down, leaving your Dad to deal with your Mom. If we’d had a lawyer and judge along their marriage would have been over. Your Dad was mad that she’d lied to him. Your mother was angry at him for shooting a defenseless animal. Than she got sick, when we removed the guts, was off puking in the bushes. That was the only peace and quiet we got the whole damn trip. We didn't get back to camp until about two. We sat down to eat lunch, while your mother tossed your Dad’s belongings out of the tent they were sharing. Will and I had a good laugh over that. She zipped herself into her tent refusing to come out. Your Dad spent the night outside on the hard ground. We left early the next morning to do some more hunting. Your mother got pissed about us leaving her behind. So she packed up all her stuff, than she threw all of our clothes, tents, and sleeping bags, into the crick. Before taking off for home, on her horse. What a damn mess! I’ve never been so pissed off at a woman! Your father went after her, figured she’d get lost. The rest of us had to clean up the mess she left. Your father caught up with her that evening. She’d gotten lost, and encountered a bear that spooked her horse, causing her to be thrown to the ground, knocked her out for a bit. When she woke up her horse was gone, and she was alone in the wild with no weapon. She was pretty scared by the time your Dad found her. That was the last time she accompanied your father on a hunting trip.” Edward said finishing the story with a grimace.
“Here you go kids.” Will told them handing them each a stick and a marshmallow.
“Thanks.” Kristen said in delight. She loved roasting marshmallows.
“We got chocolate and graham crackers for S’more’s.” Will told them indicating the items.
“I don’t know how you can eat that stuff.” Edward grumbled.
“You don’t know what your missing old man.” Will replied with a grin as he stuck a marshmallow on the end of a stick.
Kristen made up several s’mores before deciding to turn in. It had been a long day. “I’m going to turn in. See you in the morning.” She said getting up from her chair. Trey watched her make her way towards the tent, desire tightening his loins.
“What are you waiting for? Go make sure she stays warm.” Edward told Trey who didn’t have to be told twice. He got to his feet and hurried toward the tent.
Kristen changed into a pair of flannel pajamas climbed onto the air mattress in the tent and laid down. It was getting cold, and she cuddled under the sleeping bags to get warm. She had just settled in closing eyes, when she heard someone unzipping the tent. It was Trey. She listened to the sounds of Trey removing his clothes in the darkness. Within moments he was climbing under the covers with her. Trey pulled her close, smiling at the feel of her flannel pajamas. He’s not wearing anything, she thought. Kristen snuggled into his arms. He tipped her head back, covering her mouth with his. His hands moved to the buttons of her shirt. She wrapped her arms around his neck her fingers sliding into his hair. She moaned in delight as he parted her shirt to cup her breast, rubbing the hardened nipple with his thumb.
“You’ll have to try to be quiet.” He whispered against her lips with a smile. Yeah that was going to be possible, she thought as his lips moved over her neck, setting her skin on fire. She gasped in delight as he took her breast into his mouth, sucking gently. He’d have to go easy with her tonight. Any noise would travel easily from the tent. His hands slipped into her pajama bottoms and panties. Moving through the nest soft hair, into the moist inlet of her body, she was already wet, and he had barely touched her. He smiled sitting back to pull her pajamas and panties off. He moved on top of her, covering her mouth with his. He slowly eased into her body. He moved gently, not pushing her. He continued to kiss her swallowing her moans of pleasure. Within moments he could feel her muscles tightening around him as she peaked. He smiled rolling to his side with her. He lifted her leg onto his hips, and eased back inside of her. He thrust in and out slowly, enjoying the feel of her. His tongue played over her mouth as they kissed hungrily. He didn’t dare pick up the pace, he thought as he stifled another moan with his mouth. She was close to coming again, her body taut with building tension. Rolling her onto her back he covered her mouth moving his tongue deep. He pushed deep inside of her, thrusting harder. He rode her for several minutes, before finding his own release as she climaxed a third time. They lay their gasping for breath for several moments before he rolled off of her onto his back, he kept his arms around her, as she snuggled into his shoulder, her hand resting on the center of his chest. She fell into an exhausted sleep totally sated.

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As soon as they cleared the gate Edward picked up the pace galloping through the pasture. Kristen flew past him on the mare as she let the mare go. The mare’s legs stretched out picking up the pace. Kristen smiled leaning forward, urging the horse faster. She had never been on a horse that could run as fast as this one. The mare was fast and loved to run. She was fast, but Trey’s stallion was faster and had no trouble catching her. He brought his stallion along side the mare. Kristen smiled at him clearly enjoying the ride. She hadn’t lost control of the mare as he’d feared. Trey kept an eye on her as the horses tore across the pasture. Kristen urged her horse faster, racing Trey’s horse. Her horse took the lead for a few moments and than Trey let up on his stallion and it was all over the stallion shot forward taking the lead. Dancer gave it all she had, but she couldn’t beat the stallion. They raced for about a mile before slowing the horses down to a trot, and than a walk. They had left everyone far behind them, and would have to wait for them to catch up. Neither horse was winded from their hard run. They had been bred for stamina as well as speed.
“You’re a good rider.” Trey told her as they walked their horses side by side. He had been surprised by her skill, and daring. “Does your family have horses?”
“No, but my cousin does. I ride her horses a lot.” Kristen answered patting Dancer’s neck. “I always wanted a horse of my own.”
“Well you can ride as often as you want now.” Trey told her.

It took the rest of the group about ten minutes to catch up with them. Edward didn’t slow his mount he galloped past them. Kristen and Trey picked up their pace, joining the group. They didn’t stop until lunch. Kristen climbed down from Dancer’s back, her legs aching from the long ride. She wasn’t used to spending so much time in the saddle. Her butt ached from the pounding it had taken. She tied Dancer to a tree, and made her way over to where the men had gathered for lunch under the shade of a big pine. A table had been set up for them under the tree. Kristen wondered where it had come from. It was draped in a tablecloth. There were six chairs around the table. As she got closer she noticed that the table was covered with food. There was a tray of roast beef sandwiches, and several salads. Along, with a pitcher of homemade lemonade. And several types of pies. The ranch hands and security guards were sitting around on chairs with plates loaded with food. Trey, Edward, Kristen, Will, and Damon sat at the table. Kristen had never eaten a sandwich, as good as the roast beef sandwich she enjoyed for lunch. And the apple pie was to die for. Much too Kristen’s amazement several waiter’s served them their lunch. Apparently the Harrington’s never did anything for themselves, even on camping trips.
After lunch they mounted their horses again, and continued their climb into the mountains. They rode for several hours. Kristen couldn’t get over the beauty of the land around them. Kristen had stripped out of her long sleeved shirt after lunch, and was wearing a white tank top. Even so she was sweating under the sun’s glare.
“Kristen, come here.” Edward said motioning her over to a rise where he and Will were seated on their horses. She joined them on the rise, pulling Dancer to a halt. “Look down there.” Edward said handing her a pair of binoculars. Kristen looked through the high powered binoculars in the direction he indicated. She gave a gasp of delight as she spotted a huge grizzly bear. “That’s Ole’ Sampson.” Edward told her.
“He has a name?” Kristen asked still watching the bear.
“Yeah, I named him. He’s been roaming around here for nearly twenty years now.” Edward answered as Trey joined them on the rise.

“I’m surprised he’s still around. I figured a hunter would have shot him by now.” Trey commented.
“He’s a smart old bear.” Edward said with admiration.
“None of the boys would ever shoot him. They all like him too much.” Will told them.
“He’s beautiful.” Kristen said lowering the glasses.
“Let’s get a move on, were almost to the campsite.” Edward said turning his horse. They continued on for another hour, before finally stopping in a clearing; that was next to a deep mountain stream.

The men quickly set up camp. They put up the tents and gathered firewood for a fire. Once her tent was up Kristen changed into her bathing suit intending to swim in the nearby stream. She was so hot from the long ride. She emerged from her tent in a red bikini, carrying a beach towel. She had covered herself in sunscreen, before putting the suit on. She walked toward the water; she didn’t seem to notice how the men stared as she walked past them in her bikini. Trey had emerged from another tent in his swim trunks. Normally the men swam naked, but since Kristen was a long they were forced to wear trunks.

Kristen gave a sigh of relief as she waded into the cool stream water. She dove under the water cooling off. She pushed her long hair back from her face as she surfaced. The stream was deep in the middle, but there wasn’t much of a current. She gasped in surprise when Trey grabbed her from behind.

“Enjoying yourself?” He asked pulling her closer. So, that her back rested against his chest. One arm encircled her waist, while the other was a crossed her breasts.

“Yes.” She answered smiling. “The water feels great, it’s so hot today.”

They were soon joined by several bodyguards, who started a wrestling contest. When that was over several of them tried to dunk Trey, but they couldn’t get him under no matter how hard they tried. Finally Kristen decided to join in the fun. Trey’s back was to her, so she slipped up behind him. Jumping onto his back, she tried to dunk him. Caught off guard Trey almost went under before recovering himself. He picked Kristen up and tossed her. She went flying over the water and landed with a splash. She came up grinning. She made several more failed attempts. She stumbled out of the stream looking like a drowned rat. She collapsed on her towel, too exhausted to make it back to the camp.
“You giving up already?” Trey asked coming out of the water. He took a towel from one of his guards to dry off.
“You could have let me dunk you at least once.” Kristen complained raising herself up on her elbows.
“It was more fun dunking you.” Trey said spreading his towel out next to her.

“For you maybe.” Kristen said lying back on her towel. She closed her eyes enjoying the warm sun.
“You liked being tossed around.” Trey said lying back on his towel.
“You kids done playing finally?” Edward asked. He had one of the men set up a chair next to where they were laying.
“Aren’t you going to swim?” Kristen asked to tired to open her eyes.
“Yes, but I thought I’d wait until you were done. The last time I went into the water with Trey he tried to drown me.” Edward had changed into a pair of trunks while they were swimming. “Now that you’ve worn poor Trey out I should be safe.”
“Don’t bet on it.” Trey mumbled
They dozed on the beach for a while, enjoying the sun. Edward took a quick swim in the stream, cooling off. He than sat down in his chair enjoying the peace and quiet. Will and his men were out looking for strays.

Kristen waited until her suit had dried off in the sun before rising. She wanted to go for a walk. “Where are you going?” Edward asked her as she picked her towel up from the ground.
“I’m going to get my shoes, and take a walk now that it’s cooler.” Kristen replied folding her towel.
“Take Trey with you, I don’t want you getting lost out here.” Edward said giving his grandson a nudge with his foot. Trey groaned, he didn’t feel like moving.

“I won’t go far.” Kristen assured him. She walked back to her tent to change out of her suit. She pulled on a pair of black shorts, and a yellow t-shirt. She brushed the tangles from her hair, and pulled on her boots. By the time she emerged from her tent Trey was dressed and waiting for her. “You don’t have to go with me if you don’t want too.”
“I want too.” Trey assured her taking her hand in his.
“What’s the gun for?” Kristen asked noticing he was carrying a rifle.
“Predators.” Trey replied as they walked away from the camp. His men followed at a distance keeping out of sight. They walked for a little while admiring the beauty around them. Trey led her toward a hidden glade. That was surrounded by thick brush on all sides, but Trey knew how to get in, he’d discovered the hidden opening on one of his many trips to this area. Getting on his hands and knees Trey crawled through the opening, pushing the brush aside. Kristen followed him. They emerged inside a wall of brush, which surrounded a small patch of lush green grass. His guards wouldn’t be able to see them in the thick brush. This made it perfect for what Trey intended. He pulled Kristen into his arms covering her mouth with his. He slipped his hand under her shirt, cupping her breast through her bra. He rubbed his thumb over her nipples, causing them to harden painfully. Moving his mouth away from hers he pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it aside. Reaching behind her he unsnapped her bra, before tossing it aside as well. He than removed his shirt. Pulling her close his mouth covered hers again. She met his tongue with hers eagerly. Trey kissed at her neck and shoulders, moving lower until his mouth covered a nipple sucking it into his warm mouth. Kristen moaned, her fingers threading through his hair. She felt Trey’s hands undo the clasp of her shorts, pushing them down over her hips. He laid her back on the grass. He pulled her shorts and panties off, before rising to remove the rest of his clothing. Kneeling over her, he spread her thighs wide. He kissed at her inner thigh, trailing his tongue down her inner thigh. And than, he was kissing the soft hairs covering her secret place, he parted her lips, slipping his tongue up inside of her. He made love to her with his mouth and fingers. Kristen thrashed about begging him to end the torture. She felt a climax rip through her, seconds later. She was still gasping for breath when Trey entered her. She wrapped her legs about his waist, holding him inside of her. He started to move than, sliding slowly in and out. Stretching her nerves to their breaking point, Kristen cried out as she was hit by another powerful climax. Trey grinned sitting up on his knees. He grasped her under the hips lifting her up to meet his thrusts. He enjoyed watching his invasion of her. He moved faster thrusting in out of her over and over until he couldn’t hold back any longer. He reached down to rub that secret spot between her legs that brought out her wildest desires. Within moments she cried out from the force of her release again. He cried out as his seed spilled into her.

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“Yes, it would. Which is why I don’t see her Dad giving us too much trouble? Once he learns how easy it would be for us to legally take the child from her.”
“You bastard!” Jessica told him storming from the room.
“I’ll go check on Kristen.” Trey commented still frowning.
John waited until Trey had gone before turning to his Dad. “I won’t support any action that separates that girl from her baby.”
“Relax, that won’t be necessary. Trust me.” Edward answered waving him off.
“I won’t allow it!” John told him firmly.
“Not up to you is it?” Edward pointed out. John frowned; he would have a word with Trey.

Trey entered Kristen’s room quietly. He looked around the empty living room, before heading upstairs, to check on her. He was relieved to find Kristen asleep in the big bed she was curled up on her side. He watched her for a moment before turning to leave. He planned to join her later. But he had some work to do before he could join her. Arriving in his room, he worked on his laptop for over an hour finally finishing up a little after ten. Going to his closet he selected a pair of jeans and a shirt for tomorrow. He than packed some clothes into a duffel bag for the trip. Pushing some clothes aside he pushed a hidden button that opened a panel in his closet. He slipped through it into the secret passageway. He followed it to Kristen’s room slipping through a secret panel into her closet. She was still sound asleep. He quickly removed his clothes and slipped into the bed naked. He settled back against the pillows closing his eyes. Kristen immediately turned over cuddling up next to him. Trey smiled moving an arm around her. She clearly liked to cuddle. He would have to get used to it. He had always liked to have his space in bed; he rarely slept with women. His late wife had always stayed to her side of the bed after falling to sleep. But Kristen clearly liked to be held, even in sleep. Oddly having her nestled against him was kind of comforting. He relaxed quickly drifting to asleep.

John entered his bedroom to find his wife gazing out the window into the darkness. She was dressed in a silk nightgown and robe. Both were a deep shade of green, like her eyes. “Jess.” John said with a deep sigh. She turned to look at him, but remained by the window. “We need to talk about Elizabeth; maybe Dad is right about the reform school.”
“How can you even suggest that place?” Jessica asked.
“She’s out of control, you know that.” John told her calmly.
“Why, because she’s sleeping around? As I recall Trey did plenty of that in high school. You didn’t put him in a reform school.” Jessica said in disgust.
“That was different.” John said quietly.
“Why, because he’s a boy?”
“Yes.” He replied simply.
“That’s bull shit and you know it!”
“Fine Jess. What do you suggest?” John asked throwing up his hands in defeat.
“I don’t know.” She said angrily.
“We have to do something. She’s sleeping with the help for god’s sake! Trey has done a lot of things, but he’s never bedded down with the help.” John told her removing his jacket and tie.
“No he’s into sixteen year old girls.” Jessica replied wryly.
“So is Josh.” John shot back with a frown unbuttoning his shirt.
“He didn’t sleep with her.” Jessica replied defensively.
“That’s why he lost her.” John retorted removing his shirt. He tossed it onto a chair. “I’m not gonna do this with you Jess.”
“Fine.” Jessica said turning back to the window. “Are you going to let him take the baby away from her?”
“No, I can’t believe you’d even ask me something like that.” John said angered by her lack of face in him. “You know me better than that.”
“Do I?” Jess asked over her shoulder. “You seemed to do whatever Daddy wants.”
“I married you.” John said unbuttoning his pants. Stepping out of his pants he headed toward the bathroom. “You should have a little more faith in Trey and I.” With that he closed the bathroom door. Maybe a hot shower would calm him down.

Chapter Eighteen

The sound of a blaring alarm jerked Trey out of a deep sleep. “What the hell?” He muttered searching the bed stand for the alarm. Kristen rolled out of the bed and stumbled across the room to a dresser. She reached up turning the alarm off. “What the hell is it doing over there?” Trey grumbled having turned the bedside lamp on.
“I was afraid I would fall back to sleep. So I put it over here so I would have to get up.” Kristen answered rubbing her eyes. She was surprised to see Trey in her bed.
“I would have woken you up.” Trey told her sitting up on the edge of the bed. He picked up his watch from the nightstand. It was four thirty in the morning. “Come on, we’ve got just enough time to shower before breakfast.” Trey told her standing up. Kristen turned a deep shade of red at the sight of Trey’s naked body.
“Together?” She squeaked.
“Yes.” Trey said with a smile. When she didn’t move, he walked over too her. Taking her hand he pulled her into the bathroom. He quickly removed her gown and panties. Kristen was too mortified to move. They got into the shower where Trey proceeded to wash her hair and body, since she appeared to be frozen in place, her face a deep shade of red. Trey didn’t make her wash him. That could wait until next time. He found her embarrassment enchanting. He toweled her off with a towel, drying every square inch of her off. Finally he handed her the towel. “You better get dressed. My Grandpa doesn’t like to be kept waiting.”

Leaving him to towel himself off, Kristen hurried into the closet to dress. She closed the door behind her, less he decide she needed help with dressing as well. She had never been so embarrassed. She would have to get used to it she supposed. After all they were getting married. She wished she knew more about men, and how to please them. What if he got bored with her?

Trey got dressed in the bedroom. He chuckled over the fact that she had closed herself in the closet. What an innocent? He already knew what she looked like naked, and was very pleased with her. There was no reason to hide herself. He hoped his Grandpa would let them share a tent. He wanted her bad, had been tempted to take her in the shower. But she was still new to intercourse, and she would no doubt be sore after he took her. He didn’t want her to be uncomfortable on the ride up the mountain. She finally emerged from the closet. She was fully dressed in jeans and a long sleeve shirt. She had on a new pair of work boots. She looked stunning even in jeans. She carried a backpack with her clothes.
“Did you pack a bathing suit?” Trey asked his eyes moving over her slowly.
“No.” Kristen replied.
“Better take one. There’s a lake up there.” He told her admiring the way the tight jeans hugged her hips and legs.
“Okay.” Kristen replied going to get her suit from the dresser.

They assembled in the dinning area of one of the bunkhouses for breakfast. Will’s wife Betty cooked a meal of flapjacks, eggs, and bacon. Which was served with real butter and hot maple syrup? The men, drank coffee, Kristen had juice. The meal was delicious. The dinning hall housed a large kitchen, with oak cupboards and white tile counter tops. The floor and walls were also made of wood. Giving it a very rustic feel. An old wagon wheel was propped in one corner next to an antique milking can. The walls were decorated with various paintings and prints of cowboys. There were two long wood picnic style tables. Kristen was full after eating only two of the big flapjacks. She stayed away from the eggs and bacon. The smell of grease tended to upset her stomach since she had gotten pregnant. She watched in amazement as the men consumed a stack of flapjacks, eggs and bacon. She didn’t know where they put it all. They were all fit and trim. There were several hands present, along with about a dozen bodyguards. Will would be accompanying them on their trip. He was bringing several hands to round up any strays they found. There wasn’t much talking as the meal was quickly consumed.
Afterwards they headed toward the stables where a line of saddled horses, were tied to several hitching posts. “Kristen, you’ll ride Dancer.” Will instructed pointing to a black mare, with white stockings.
“She’s beautiful.” Kristen said petting the horse’s neck, which was soft as velvet. She was thrilled as she remembered the mare as the one she had cared for on her first day at the ranch. She had felt a special connection with the horse.
“Will.” Trey called motioning the man over. “”That horse is to high strung have another horse saddled for her.” Trey told him with a frown. He watched the mare dance in place.
“Dancer’s a good horse.” Will told him. “Your Grandpa told me to have her saddled for Kristen.”
“What’s the problem?” Edward asked he was anxious to get started.
“Trey doesn’t want Kristen riding Dancer.” Will told him.
“Why not?” Edward questioned.
“She’s too high spirited; Kristen won’t be able to control her.” Trey answered.

“She likes to run.” Will admitted.
“Kristen can handle her. She’ll run her out in the pasture.” Edward said turning to go to his mount.
“I want her to ride a different horse.” Trey said to Will.
“Fine, you get her off that horse.” Will muttered to him. Kristen had already mounted the mare and moved away from the hitching rail. Dancer danced about eager to take off. Kristen held the horse in check.
“Wait Kristen, were going to switch you to another horse.” Trey told her.
“No were not. Let’s go!” Edward ordered gruffly. He gave his horse a kick. Kristen shrugged at Trey and followed him. She didn’t want another horse. She liked the one she was on.
“Dammit!” Trey muttered climbing a top a big black stallion.
“Told yah!” Will said mounting his horse, a grey gelding.

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