Chapter 2

CHAPTER TWO

W hen we get back to the feisty little redhead, she's still in the same spot she was before. She's pacing back and forth, her cell phone to her ear as she yells at someone on the other end.

All of the remaining guests are gone now. I'm assuming one of my brothers or dad helped get them settled. Honestly, I'm glad because the last thing I want to do right now is help anyone else. No, I'd much rather see what's going on over here with Red.

"I'm done, Daddy. I did what you asked of me, I did every damn thing. How fucking dare he! It was his family that begged you to set this marriage up and this is what he does. I want a divorce." She pauses, listening to what the person on the phone is saying, continuing to pace back and forth.

I give my brother a look. He just grins and shrugs.

"Fine. Fine!" She hangs up, wrapping her hand around the phone in a death grip as she blows out an angry breath.

"Everything alright there, darling?" I ask her once we're close enough. She stops and swings her gaze over to us.

Her lips part, blinking a few times as she thinks of what to say. I don't miss the fact that she's taking the time to check me and Wyatt out. I can't say I mind the attention.

She is fucking stunning. Long wild red hair that matches the fire that's clearly inside her. She might be a married woman, but from what I've seen, I don't think there was much of a marriage to begin with.

"No," she finally answers, letting out a heavy sigh. She tilts her head back and closes her eyes. "I just got here. I haven't even gotten checked into my cabin and my trip is already ruined."

"What makes you think it's ruined?" Wyatt asks.

She gives him a look like he's an idiot and I bite the inside of my cheek to keep myself from smiling. "Did you miss the part where my husband was fucking another woman?"

"Nope," I answer. "And we're sorry about that. Clearly, that man is blind. I can't think of any reason why his mind would stray to another when he has you."

She looks at me and licks her lips. "Had. And, even if he didn't cheat on me, his dick was not going anywhere near me again. Been there, done that, would not recommend it to an enemy."

My eyes widen slightly as I snort out a laugh. Who is this woman? And how can I get to know her better?

"You've already paid right?" I ask her.

She nods her head. "For two weeks."

"Then stay. Enjoy the ranch. Use this time to think, to get away from whatever you're going through. Don't let that asshole take anything else away from you."

"You know what. You're right. Fuck him and his small dick. I'm gonna stay here, and have the time of my fucking life. I'm the one who wanted to come here anyway. I'm not gonna let him ruin my vacation."

I love the fire in this woman.

"That's the spirit," Wyatt says with a grin.

"Come on. Let us get you all checked in," I tell her.

"Oh." She blinks and looks around. "Ah, a guy named Carson said he was going to. I haven't seen him since."

I look at Wyatt and he nods. "I'll be right back." Leaving Red with Wyatt, I jog over to the main house.

"Hey, Carson." I see him standing near the house, talking to Dad.

"Yeah?"

"You supposed to be checking in a red-haired girl and her husband?"

He curses. "Shit. I was just about to bring them their keys but there was an issue with one of the trucks and I got talking to Dad."

Perfect.

Grinning, I stride over to him. "That the key to the cabin?" I ask, nodding at the set in his hand.

"Yeah?"

"I'll take those." I snatch them out of his hands. "Also, it's just going to be Red. Turns out her husband is a cheating sack of shit. She's going to stay here alone and enjoy her vacation."

Dad gives me a look. "Weston," he says in a warning tone. "Don't."

"Don't what?" I ask him, trying not to smile.

"I know you and your brother all too damn well, boy. She's married."

"Not for long, from the sounds of it." I chuckle and my father sighs, shaking his head.

"I don't even know why I botheranymore."

"Same, Pops. You're getting old. Save your breath. There is no hope for us." I pat him on the shoulder.

"Keep your dick in your pants and do not cause any issues. Emma seems like a nice young lady. Don't need you two corrupting her. Trust me."

Emma. So that's the name of my future wife. It's nice. I like it.

"Sure, sure." I wink, turn on my heel, and take off back to my Red.

"Alright. Got the key." I dangle them in the air. "By the way I'm Weston and this is my twin Wyatt. And you my lady are now in our very capable hands."

"I got this." Wyatt grabs one of her bags.

"And I got this one." I grab the other.

"What about those?" Wyatt asks, looking down at dick head's bags.

Emma looks down at them and sighs. "I'm going to have to get them back to him somehow. But I really don't want to deal with him right now."

"Leave them. We'll come back for them. Give us a number, and we can call him. If he's still in town, we will bring them to him."

"Thanks. But you don't have to do that." She looks tired. I hate that she must have come here excited but ended her day upset.

"It's really no trouble," Wyatt insists.

We start walking toward the cabins. Emma hangs back a bit, on the phone again. But this time she seems a little more calm, so I don't think she's talking to her dad.

"So," Wyatt says.

"So." I shoot him a look.

"What are we going to do about her?"

"What do you mean?" I ask him, but I'm not stupid. "Dad said we gotta be good boys and keep it in our pants." I can't hold back the grin any longer. It's not like we're horny dogs waiting to pounce on this poor girl, but knowing me and my brother, we've already found ourselves growing to like this girl. There's no way she can spend two weeks here and we stay away. I at least want to get to know her a little better, and I know Wyatt does too.

"Oh, that sad old man." Wyatt barks out a laugh. "He should know better by now."

That he should.

We get to the cabin and I unlock the door. My brother and I bring her bags in, Emma tagging along behind us.

"Thank you again so much," she tells us as she moves to take a seat on the couch in the little living room. We move over to stand in front of her. She tilts her head back to look at us. "I'm sorry I caused a scene. Normally, I don't lose my cool like that but god," she sighs, shaking her head. "I can't believe that asshole would do that." She snorts out a laugh. "I'm not surprised at all. I bet that's why he loves London so much."

"London?" Wyatt asks, brows furrowed.

"Never mind." She waves him off. "The last thing I wanted to do was deal with something like this. How am I going to enjoy this trip now?"

"How about this? You take the night, do what you can and tomorrow, we will come and get you. Call us your official Wild Thorn Ranch guides," I tell her.

"Yeah, we will make sure you're guaranteed to have a good time." He smiles.

She bites her lower lip and fuck, my cock twitches.

Down boy. We can look, but can't touch.

For now.

"I couldn't ask you to do that. You've already done so much."

"Trust me," I tell her. "It's no trouble. Honestly, we've been looking for a little bit more excitement around here." I give her a playful grin. "And I think you might be it."

She smiles and god, it feels like I won the damn lottery.

"Alright. Yeah, I could use some fun. Tomorrow then. Noon? I am not a morning person."

"Oh, Sugar." Wyatt chuckles. "We're gonna have to change that if you're gonna be living on a ranch."

"Staying," I correct him when Emma gives him a weird look. "But noon is fine." I look at Wyatt and nod my head toward the door.

"If you need anything. Anything at all, just call us." Wyatt bends over and jots down our cell numbers on the notepad on the coffee table.

"Okay. Thanks." She smiles. I don't wanna leave just yet but she has a lot to deal with.

We leave Red in the cabin and head back toward the main house.

"You know what, brother, I think this might be the best season yet." Wyatt grins.

"We're so fucked." I laugh. Something about this girl has both me and my brother out of sorts. And we just met her less than a half hour ago.

Have you ever heard of the saying ‘if you know, you know'? I think we might know something alright .

"Oh yeah." He laughs, shooting me a shit-eating grin. "So fucked."