Lena's Happily Ever After (The Town of Pearl 3)

He lifted her by her waist to the top rung and pressed his body between her thighs. She gasped at his quick move and held on to his shoulders. His face was level with her own.

“You sassing me girl? ’Cause I ought to throw you over my knee for flirting with the ranch hands like you were.”

“Flirting with the—! How dare you, Blake Jones!” she yelled. Instantly, she felt the other set of hands on her shoulders on the opposite side of the fence.

“What’s going on?” Quinn asked as he kissed Lena on her neck.

“Your brother is being a complete ass!” she replied. Quinn chuckled.

“What did he do now?” Quinn asked as he climbed the fence then jumped over the other side to stand next to Blake.

“She was flirting with the ranch hands. I came up here, and Kyle was holding her by the waist as she climbed the fence to watch you.”

She looked at Quinn, and he now had a mean look on his face.

“It was completely innocent, I swear. He just helped me up so I could see you, Quinn. I didn’t even feel his hand on me,” she told them.

“It might as well been on her ass,” Blake added.

“Lena, you can’t go around letting other men touch you like that,” Quinn began to say.

“You belong to us and no woman of ours is going to be flirting with other men.” Lena cut Blake off by pressing her mouth over his. She kissed him until she felt his arms go around her and place her feet back onto the ground. When their lips parted, she touched a hand to his cheek.

“I forgive you for being such a jealous buffoon.”

Quinn chuckled, but Blake was still upset.

“Damn it, Lena.”

Quinn pulled her to him and kissed her just as thoroughly as she had kissed Blake. When they heard the whistles, Quinn released her.

They all looked toward the other

cowboys, and Blake shook his head.

“Well, now they’ll all know that I belong to both of you. You think they’ll figure out that Kenny and Bryant are mine, too?” Lena asked as she took their hands and began to walk toward the stable where she was certain horses were.

“She is too much, this one,” Quinn stated, and Blake gave her a spank to her ass, but she refused to acknowledge it.

“I think our woman is challenging us,” Blake stated.

“I think your woman wants to see some horses. I’ve never seen one up close before,” she told them, and they looked surprised.

“Well, come on then. Maybe we can go for a ride, too,” Blake added, and they led her to the stables.

* * * *

Lena was deep in thought as she saw the large animals and helped to brush them. Their hair was shiny, and she loved the puffs and snorts they made as she brushed them.

“This is peaceful,” she told Blake as he watched her. Quinn brushed the mare in the next stable.

“It sure can be,” Blake stated.

She thought about the women’s shelter and also about the women in Detroit. She couldn’t help but think about Ariel and Sage. Again that feeling hit her gut. Why was she continually thinking about Sage?

“You know, this might be a great form of therapy for some women who have been battered or neglected. Taking care of the farm animals and brushing down a horse, I mean,” she stated out loud trying to avoid that nagging feeling she had.

“It’s a good possibility. I think the idea is a good one,” Quinn added.