15. Amos

FIFTEEN

AMOS

“Hey, big brother, I hope you don’t mind, but I brought a few stragglers along.” I left Genevieve in bed after taking a quick nap after she rode my cock. She came hard and fast, pulling me right along with her. Trey offered to get shit started this morning, and my ranch hand would be there, too, which meant I didn’t need to rush to start my day.

“Hey, little sister.” I hug her. “What’s up, Case man?” I fist bump him seeing as how he’s on Sienna’s hip. He kicks his little feet to get down and then starts talking, “B…b…bison are here to stay?” He works on talking in complete sentences. It’s been an uphill battle from the very beginning, and Ryland has been number one in his corner, along with the rest of the family. It’s been a rally from the day Case was placed in Ry’s hands, fuckin’ literally .

“Yeah, buddy, you wanna go see them with me?” His hand goes to mine. He’s tugging me along to the pasture where the newest herd is settling in for the time being. Once we make sure they didn’t bring anything with them that could endanger the original herd, we’ll put them all together. I don’t think for a minute Clay would have anything wrong with his livestock, but when this is your bread and butter, you take precautions all the same.

“Pweasee,” Case says.

“You got it.” I look up and find Ryland and Trey walking our way.

“Hey, where’s Genevieve?” Sienna asks as we start heading to the pasture. The hot wire isn’t on yet. We’ve been adding to the wide-open spaces to give them more room with the addition.

“Asleep,” I proudly say. Sienna shakes her head with exasperation. I gave her more information than she probably needed, but payback’s a bitch. It wasn’t long ago when I walked in on my sister and best friend. I swore I’d need bleach for my eyes for days afterwards.

“TMI, too much information. I guess I’ll talk with her later, you know, once you’re done hogging my bestie. You’re welcome, by the way,” she states as if she had a hand in getting Genevieve and me together. Sienna may have helped move the process along, but I would have had her anyway. I’d have done anything and everything to make it happen .

“Don’t start. You get her how many hours a day? I took her with me for what, three nights and four days. She’s in my bed, a hop, skip, and a jump away from where you’re living now instead of her place how far away from Two Chicks?” Sienna looks at me, mouth agape like I’ve just grounded her when I caught her trying to walk out of the house in a minuscule top and smaller skirt when she was only thirteen.

“I hope you fix where she lives, and soon. Her commute is crazy. She’s spending a fortune, and the only plus about her apartment is that her dad lives close. Still, he’s been talking about retiring to Arizona.” She gives me even more information to store for a later date. Genevieve has yet to say anything about being left in a town without her dad. She also hasn’t mentioned when she wanted to head back to her apartment. Which works well for me because I don’t want her to leave.

“Oh, believe me, I will. The only time she’ll be at her apartment is to pack everything up and bring it here,” I respond. I’m more than ready to make this happen. Tomorrow, if I have my choice. Hopefully, I can persuade her just as easily, and if I can’t, well, I know one way to get her to come to my side, and that’s with orgasms.

“Good. I’m happy for you.” Sienna bumps my shoulder with hers.

“While I’ve got you to myself for a minute, are you opposed to me making changes around here?” My thoughts wander to Genevieve almost falling due to the small rocks we use for the driveways and walkways. She’ll live here permanently soon enough.

“Amos, I’ve told you before, and I’ll tell you again. This place is yours. You’ve put in the time and the effort. Do I want some of the benefits of walking over and hanging around with you and the animals? Yes. But as far as the farm and house are concerned, they’re yours. My inheritance is more than enough,” she says. This is her namesake as much as it is mine.

“We’ll agree to disagree,” I grunt, trying to figure out a way to make everything kosher.

“How about this? Next week, I’ll come over. We’ll hammer out details and come to an agreement that will work for the both of us and go from there.” My baby sister is thinking evenly, a hell of a lot more than me.

“Fine.”

“I’m not sure your sleeping beauty is asleep any longer,” Trey says, meeting us at the gate so Case can climb up to get more on eye level with the large dark-brown mammals. They’re a lot faster than some people realize, going as fast as you would drive in a residential neighborhood.

“Hey, Amos. I’ll take the little guy,” Ryland says with his hand out for me to shake.

“Hey, Ry, sounds good.” I move away from him, slap Trey’s shoulder, and nod to my sister. I’ve got eyes on one person and one person only .

I double-time it back to the house when I see Genevieve appear on the front porch. She’s leaning on a post, a glass in her hand, and I’m pretty sure it’s an iced coffee leftover from the pot I made before coming down here. It doesn’t matter the time of day; Genevieve prefers her coffee cold, while I like mine hot enough to burn your mouth.

“Damnit,” I mutter under my breath when she takes a few steps down the porch, landing down where the ground isn’t completely even due to the gravel. That’s it. I’m concreting every fucking walkway and driveway. It’ll cost a damn fortune, but Genny falling and hurting herself, the potential of her being taken away from me over something I can prevent, that will never happen.

“Amos.” I get to her right as her drink starts to tip. My arm bands around her waist, hand going to Genny’s drink and holding it as well.

“Hey, sweetheart, take a good nap?” Her skin is flush. Whether it’s from the heat of our bed or the sun, it sure looks good on her.

“I did, except you weren’t there when I woke up,” she murmurs as I press my lips against hers.

“Had I been there when you woke up, you’d be too sore to walk, and then I wouldn’t be able to fuck you later tonight.” A shiver takes ahold of her body, and her nipples pebble against my chest. Damn, does she like the way I talk to her.

“I’m never going to be able to see everyone when you’re making promises like that, Amos.” I should say fuck it, throw her over my shoulder, and take her sweet ass back inside. Except then my sister and Trey’s family would probably bang on the door for the fuck of it.

“Come on, sweetheart. I keep you captive too much longer, Sienna is bound to give me hell.” Genevieve takes her drink out of my hand.

“She’ll give you hell no matter what.” I don’t reply. Instead, I wrap my arm around her shoulders and guide her back down the path I took. Everyone else is currently oohing and aahing over the new animals while waiting on Genny to make an appearance. Too bad I’ll be stealing her away the second I can. I’m greedy where she’s concerned, and I could give two fucks what anyone has to say about it.