Page 1 of 21 - Lassoing His Cowgirl
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Chapter 1:



“Who was she?” I whispered to myself. The woman on the horse had been on my mind all day and now it was almost dinner time and I still hadn’t a clue to who she was, not that I asked anyway. I was waiting in the living room for the two dummies to get back from, well, I don’t want to know what they were doing in their bedroom. After I learned the truth about why Ryan had ran out on my sister, I forgave him and if it wasn’t my sister he was fucking, I would actually really like the guy. I had just arrived from Chicago and getting ready to toss my sister down the aisle to the idiot.

I was looking forward to some down time. Work had been wearing on me lately, so I cleared my schedule for the next two weeks, well most of it, I could deal with working a few hours in the morning, but that was it. My assistant balked at the idea because it was something I never did, but fuck it, it was my company and I could take all the time I wanted. There was something telling me that I might actually like taking a vacation this time around. Now after seeing the cowgirl, I knew my intuition was on point. I was brought out of my thoughts when I heard footsteps and I turned around to see who it was.


“Hey David!” Shouted Sarah as she ran into my arms. “Hi gorgeous. How you feeling?” My best friend, Michael, and his wife had gotten there before me, but had been in town seeing the local doctor. They had just found out they’re expecting their first child and my buddy has been going off the deep end with protecting her. I am surprised he hasn’t covered her in bubble wrap yet. It won’t be long if he gets his way.

“Eck… Not good really, but hey, it’s normal.” She made faces then came to whisper in my ear, which she did loud enough for Mike to hear, “Not that this ogre would believe it.”

“David, don’t listen to this one. She has no idea what it’s like to watch someone you love vomit everything they ate every damn morning.” He pulled her to him and despite their little bickering they still couldn’t keep their hands and mouths off each other. “Damn, could you have the decency to not inhale each other’s tonsils in front of others?” I shook my head at the two, feeling a bit jealous.

“Once you find someone who is your forever, your ass will understand.” Michael laughed as he kissed her again. These two acted like teenagers, sucking face all day, and my sister and Ryan were no better. I wasn’t looking at them, but I was sure that was what those two were doing. How Mike could have ever thought she was cheating on him was unimaginable.

I started to walk around the room and noticed the uncanny resemblance to my new place in color, but it wasn’t quite decorated as the Elliot home, since I just bought it. I got a bed to sleep in and food in the fridge with not a picture in sight. Here there had to be tons of pictures of the Elliot family, tastefully and strategically placed around the room. My perusal led me to the mantel by the fire place, and that is when I spotted her. In a nice black frame stood the rider, I am sure of it. My heart started racing and anticipation filled me to the core. It had to be her, she was one of the Elliot sisters. Which one though?

I was so captivated by the photo of the young woman in a blue cap and gown with smiling brightly at the camera that I couldn’t look away. My heart was pounding out of my chest and I felt overwhelmed by her natural beauty. The long blonde hair flowing down the front of her gown with those vibrant gray eyes. I couldn’t see her figure in the gown, but from what I could make out she was stacked. She is standing next to Ryan and only at his shoulder, so she would reach the same spot on me. Something was going wild in me as I thought of her wrapped up in my arms with her head on my chest. Lost in my own world, I absently pondered aloud, “Who are you beautiful?”

“That beauty is Ryan’s baby sister, Evelyn. She is twenty, I think.” Sarah added with a curiously suspicious tone, but I hadn’t noticed because my eyes and mind had focused on the woman whose smile had sucker punched me. I wondered, was this what Michael felt when he saw Sarah for the first time.

“She is single.” Michael called out. Fuck, I had been caught. I looked around the room to see if anyone else was privy to my interest in the young Evelyn.

“It’s only fair, he is marrying my sister.” I tried to justify my fascination as I turned to them, depriving myself of getting my fill. I couldn’t wait to see her at dinner.

“Yeah, if you are serious about her,” Sarah added ruefully, as though she thought I was just out to fuck, but she didn’t know me like Mike did. I was just as bad as he was when it came to women. I didn’t fuck with them often because I had mommy issues. I am not going to bullshit. My mom was a poor example of what a mother and a woman should be with her cheating and scandalous deception and desertion. There were a few women I actually respected and Stacy, Sarah and Mike’s mom were pretty much it. I never put my faith in them, and I made sure I never fucked without a condom. I had sex a hell of a lot less than most men my age, and it was all because of that poor excuse for a female. I figured the less likely you were to have sex the less likely one of them bitches would come back saying they were pregnant. That is what got me into this world.

I loved my father and I respected him, even though I really wasn’t his son. Every time I thought about that shit I didn’t want to have anything to do with any female. I remember the moment I found out, I had overheard the social workers say as they separated us. “You know the boy didn’t belong to the father, right?”

“Wow, I thought there wasn’t much of a resemblance. Did he know?”

“Yeah it was in some of the papers. It takes a real man to raise someone else’s little bastard even when the broad leaves.” Every time I thought of it, it was like I was reliving that moment, the moment that caused so much hurt for both Stacy and me. My anger was boiling over.

I growled as Stacy finally appeared with her tail, Ryan, wrapped around her. “David, what’s wrong?” Stacy said was she looked at me with concern.

“Nothing, just wondering when is dinner. I am starving.” I complain though in reality I just wanted an excuse to see her, so I could determine if this fascination was a passing thing and if he was just like every other greedy ass female.

“My mom and sisters are all in the kitchen finishing the dinner right now. Well, all except for the brat, Evelyn, she is going out with some friends. She will be back later tonight.” Ben, Ryan’s beast of a big brother said, as he walked in on the conversation. Damn I was ready to jump down his throat for letting her go out, like I had the right to be upset. Why the fuck was I pissed for? I didn’t even know this girl and I was feeling all kinds of stupid for nothing. Hell, the girl was too young for me. I am in my thirties for heaven’s sake and she is barely twenty.

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