Cocky: A Reverse Harem Romance

by Ashlee Price

  Chapter 3

  “Charlie, did you get the feed for the horses while I was gone?”

  The young man shook his head embarrassed. “I forgot all about it boss. Sorry about that.”

  “Well it’s your day off, so I will get it this time.”

  “Thanks boss.”

  Caspin nodded his head. It was Sunday and he didn’t make anyone work on Sunday, but if something didn’t get done, it was his responsibility to get it done. On a ranch, the animals came first and the people were the slaves to them.

  Sighing to himself, he pulled the strap off of the horse he had been brushing. The ranch was his second job, the family business the first. But it was in those moments of quiet in the barn, that he was happiest. If his father hadn’t left him everything, he would only work with horses and spend his days as he wanted.

  He watched the young men load up in one of the trucks and head to town. They would go out to eat and then drink most of their night away at a local bar. Caspin sometimes he wished he would go, but at thirty, he was getting too old for the bar scene. It wasn’t to say that he didn’t go sometimes, find him a woman for the night, but it was not near as often as he would like. The woman was never the same in the morning and although they would promise to keep in touch, they never did.

  Caspin finished with Thunder and moved on to his own horse, brushing him down before he too, loaded up to go to town. Since the guys had taken both trucks that pulled the trailers, he figured he would just go down there and have it delivered. Mel’s was always open on Sundays, so it was where he headed in his day car. It felt weird to get into the small sports car when he was wearing jeans and a cut off shirt, but it was the way it was. The car had seen more dirt than most and he made a note to have it cleaned when he got back.

  Pulling up to small feed store, he pulled over to the dock and waved to a couple that he knew. Everyone knew Caspin, especially when he tipped as well as he did. When they got older, many would come to work with him on the ranch. Caspin was always looking for good ranch hands, but he didn’t think they were ready until early twenties at least. Mel would hire then in high school and train them up for a few years, sending them his way when he thought they were ready.

  Caspin got a faraway look in his eyes for a moment. He was going to miss old Mel and even going to his funeral the week before didn’t seem to make it real. Moving up to the doors, he took in the earthy smells of hay and different feeds. It reminded him of the first time he had been in there as a child. It was Mel that had nurtured his love of horses and now he was gone.

  “Hey, Mr. Caspin. How are you today?”

  “Hello Edith. I didn’t know you were working on Sundays.”

  “I don’t usually, but we have a new owner coming in tomorrow for her first day.”

  “Her?”

  “Yeah, his daughter from New England got it in the will. Did you go to the reading?”

  Caspin shook his head. He hadn’t for many reasons, but mainly because there were going to be people there that he didn’t care for. The fact that the Wheelings were even called there left a bad taste in his mouth.

  “No, I skipped it. Had some things to deal with at Comston Corp.”

  “Well, it’s always good to see you, but I have some paperwork to get together.”

  Caspin watched her walk up the few steps to the few offices. He never knew Mel had a daughter, so his interest was piqued. But he was there for feed and after making an order, he had it planned to be delivered the next day. There wasn’t enough staff on hand then, so after loading a couple bags in his trunk to tide him over, Caspin drove back to the ranch and the many chores that still awaited him. It was days like that, with the sun beating on him that he regretted the work he did the rest of the week in the office. Men weren’t made to work under fake lights.

  ***

  The next morning he was getting ready to go to the office when he heard a truck pulling up by the barns. He noticed a tall blonde get out of the truck and he went outside to see who it was. There was no decal on the side to tell him who it was for, what company, but there was a moment when he met her blue eyes that he knew.

  “Hi, Mr. Comston, right?”

  He nodded as she approached him. She stuck out her hand to introduce herself and he took it into his large palm. “Kallie Glenn, nice to meet you. We are here for the delivery, but they seem to know where you keep it, so you don’t have to worry about anything. We’ll be out of your hair in a minute.”

  Caspin watched her turn around and his eyes roamed over her backside. He knew that it was Mel’s daughter, she had the same light in her eyes, but there was nothing to take away the attraction he felt for her. She was not like any other woman he had seen there. Her skin was still pale, her features more refined, as well as the full curves.

  Swallowing hard, he moved to help her with one of the bags. She managed to grab another one, but he could tell she was not used to that kind of work. “So you took over the feed store?”

  She smiled at him as she stacked another 80 pound bag of feed in the far end of the barn. “Yeah, not really my thing, but it is a sound business.”

  It didn’t sound like she was going to mention her father and it made Caspin wonder how well he knew her. He had never heard of her before and it was strange considering how much time the two had spent together over the years. Who was this mysterious woman that showed up out of nowhere with eyes like the sea?

  “I am sure you will do great Kallie.”

  She looked over at him and smiled another disarming smile that made his heart pound in his chest. “Thanks Mr. Comston. Now stop helping. You are ruining your clothes.”

  He looked down and shrugged, not being able to care less. Caspin was helping because he wanted to look at her, no other reason than that. She took the bag out of his hands, already adapting to the weight better as the truck bed unloaded slowly. He looked down at his watch and grimaced. He was already late and he did have to go.

  “I have to get to work, but I hope to see you again real soon Kallie.”

  “If you need anything, I will be at Mel’s in the mornings.”

  She turned around and left him staring at her back. He had the urge to spin her around and kiss her. He left wondering why she didn’t seem as changed with their meeting than he was. Didn’t she feel the tension between them?

  Chapter 4

  Kallie could feel the man’s eyes on her as he left and she couldn’t help staring back at him. Caspin was very muscled for a business man, but the suit had molded to him in all the right places. To see him walk away, she bit her lip when she saw his butt.

  “Don’t even think about it Kallie.”

  Kallie looked over at Andre and smiled. “I am not thinking about anything.”

  The young man nodded, though she could see the gleam in his eyes. “Does he bat for your team?”

  “I wish. He is just known to be a heartbreaker. I’ve heard things.”

  She wasn’t usually one for gossip, but since that morning, she had learned more about most people in the town then she ever would be able to on her own. Andre knew everyone and he had a theory about them all. “So what have you heard?”

  “That he never sees a girl twice. Ever.”

  That sounded rough. She could almost believe it. Why would he stay with one person, when there were going to be so many vying for his attention?

  “Well that isn’t always bad.” She turned pink with the thought and Andre gave her a hard time as they got back into the truck. The bed was empty, but there were several deliveries for the day and she wanted to get them done before lunch. After lunch she had several meetings that she had to go to, one in particular she dreaded. It was about the house on Johnson that she had only been by once. While Kallie had been hoping to stay there, it was going to need some work before that was going to be possible.

  “I’m just saying be careful. You are too nice to get hurt by that guy.”

  “He seemed nice enough.”

  �
��Caspin is nice, but none of his lady friends seem to feel the same way. I just wanted to give you a heads up. I saw your knees go weak.”

  She laughed, but he was right. Kallie had been instantly drawn to the man and her mind had gone to places that it shouldn’t have. All she could think about was how he would feel against her, kissing her. Kallie wasn’t going to admit that to Andre, he seemed to know from experience. Caspin was too old for both of them, but men like him were what made a girl like her think about older men in such a way. There was something about a man that was just a bit older, the muscles from use instead of a gym. What she wouldn’t give to see him like the men on the docks, shirtless and sweaty.

  “I can see this is not going to end well.”

  Kallie nudged him, but she could feel her cheeks getting red. There was just something about him.

  She ignored the innuendos the rest of the morning and she had about fifteen minutes before the meeting with Wheeling Industries. Having gone over previous offers in the paperwork that she had requested, Kallie knew they were there to see if she would sell. She had no intentions to, so Kallie hoped that it would go quickly.

  Changing in the small bathroom off of her new office, she found a stray piece of hay in her hair. She didn’t want to look like a country bumpkin when they got there, so she tried to look presentable. Pulling her blonde hair back, Kallie noticed that she was already getting color and the start of a few freckles.

  Getting directions from Edith, she drove down to the small restaurant in town that didn’t have a paper menu. Conroe was too small for any kind of chains, so she was stuck with Mariachiano as their meet spot. When she had suggested they meet in her office, Craig Wheeling had been adamant that it wasn’t how business was done there. It had to be face to face. So of course she had agreed, but as she entered the dark restaurant and saw that there was no one else there, she got a little nervous. Maybe this was not the type of man that she wanted to meet.

  “Miss Glenn. Please sit down.”

  Kallie’s heart thumped in her chest from the deep voice. She could see his outline, but it was really dark in there and his face did not come into view until she was sitting down across from him at a small bistro table. “This place could use some light, don’t you think?”

  He made a wave and the light above them went on. His actions were not normal and it made her wonder what his intentions were. “I thought we were here for business?”

  “We are. You are sharp. I see you take after your father.”

  She didn’t take it as a compliment, but the comment did put her on guard. “Yes, I have seen the previous offers, but I must tell you now, I will not be selling.”

  The dark face in front of her fell slightly. “You haven’t even heard what I am offering you.”

  “I don’t need to. It is my father’s wish that the land stay in the family.”

  “So you have seen the offers, the last couple and you still do not want to sell?”

  “Mr. Wheeling…”

  “Craig, please.”

  “Craig, I don’t need the money. Never had much use for it. I am here to run a business and I will be living in the house, my dead father’s house for the time being. Surely you can see how a week after his funeral, you here asking to buy it is a bit much. Can’t you?”

  He was left without anything to say. When it was put like that, he did feel a faint touch of guilt. Craig could have waited another week or two, but the truth was that he didn’t want to. He could see now that it was an error on his part, one that would be hard to change.

  “I think we have started out on the wrong foot Miss. Glenn. I am sorry for your loss. Mel was a great man.”

  He didn’t sound very sincere, but she already had a bad taste in her mouth. There was no restarting the conversation. “I am here to hear your offer, but I didn’t want to bring you any false hope.”

  Writing a number on a napkin, he slid it over to her. It was not how the business classes described a business meeting. This was some movie-style way of doing business that she wanted no part of. She had come there to not be rude and refuse such a highly regarded business man. But as just a person, Kallie could see that he was rotten to the core. The kind that would make the hairs stand up on the back of her neck.

  The number was bigger than it should have been. There was no way that the house was worth that much. She had seen the surveys, but Kallie had also taken a look at the surveys of oil underneath the land. That is what he was after, but the number didn’t matter. For a moment, a second really, she had thought about a small island that she could buy, never caring about anything again, but it wasn’t the way it was supposed to be.

  Shaking her head, she moved the napkin back to the middle of the table. “I thank you for the offer Craig, but I am not selling. The house is a landmark, historically. I am trying to get it registered. Then there will be no more need for offers. Some things are worth more than money.”

  Chapter 5

  Kallie tried not to let the Wheeling man bother her. There was something in his eyes though, when he had finally realized that she was going to turn down his offer again. Craig had expected her to jump at the money, but he should have known it wouldn’t be that easy. He told her as much, promising her that he would eventually make an offer that she couldn’t refuse. Kallie didn’t argue with him, but she did leave pretty quickly after that.

  Going back to the old house, she decided that she was going to start staying there and it would give her the time and the incentive to fix it up quicker. It didn’t seem to be in that bad of shape, but she did not have an experienced eye. She did notice pretty quickly that there was no air conditioner, so she had most of the windows open by early afternoon.

  Kallie spent most of the rest of her day cleaning. The place had been taken care of in some ways, but it looked like her father hadn’t lived there in a while. There was a thick coating of dust on pretty much everything and it was dark before she got through enough rooms to be satisfied. There was still an upstairs and a basement that she had not even investigated. She didn’t have the energy when it came down to it.

  Sitting down with a glass of wine, she sighed to herself, feeling accomplished to have a place to sleep that wouldn’t give her hives. It was strange how quiet it was out there. Kallie could actually hear the cricket and frogs outside by the creek and she closed her eyes to the natural melody. Her body started when she head a crash. Something had been thrown through the window just feet from her. She saw the large brick on the floor and her mind instantly went to Craig. Was he capable of that or was she just being paranoid?

  Either way, there was glass all over the floor and she could imagine mosquitoes getting in through the broken glass. Sighing to herself, she got up and waited to see if she heard anything. Maybe it was just some local kids that were causing mischief. She liked that idea better than someone in the dark being malicious.

  After a moment of indecision, she decided to just got to the hardware store before they closed and picking up some wood or something to cover the window until she could hire someone to fix it. It was going to be harder than she thought, to say no to the man, but things like that just made her want to stay more. She was hard-headed in that way.

  So, getting dressed and heading out, she turned all of the flood lights on around the house but saw no one. She cursed whoever it was and went towards the other side of town where the store was that she needed. Parking in the parking lot, she looked at the clock and she had about fifteen minutes before the place closed. One of the bad things about smaller towns was that everything closed down by eight o clock. It was as if people should all be at home at that time, so either you get it earlier or you don’t get it at all.

  Her eyes squinting to the bright fluorescent light, she looked at the overhead signs to find the aisle she was looking for. Happy that they had some precut boards, she looked around for something to put them in. Walking through the aisles, she still couldn’t find anyone to ask or anything to use. Checking her
watch, she realized that it was almost time to close. Going back to the wood, she grabbed as many as she could carry and headed towards the checkout.

  “Do you need some help with that?”

  Turning around, Kallie groaned inwardly. Of course she was a mess and looked strange surely carrying eight foot boards. Kallie had just thrown on some muck boots over her pajama shorts and a coat on over her tank top. Her hair was in a knot on top of her head and she was void of any makeup. It was not the way she was hoping to see anyone of consequence, least of all the man that made her knees grow weak.

  “Caspin. What are you doing here?”

  “Had to grab a couple of things for the night. You?”

  He grabbed all of the boards out of her hand. “Let me go back and get a few more.”

  She was gone before he could say anything. He didn’t know what she was doing, but he had to admire her long thighs in the shorts that barely made it passed her ass. Looking down at the bundle in his hands, she came back with just as much on the second trip. “Okay thanks. I think this will be enough.”

  “Enough for what?”

  “I’ve got to board up a window.”

  “Really? What happened?”

  “Well I moved into my dad’s old house on Johnson and someone threw a brick through the window. So unless I get the window covered, I am going to get eaten alive by mosquitoes. I don’t know how you guys live with those things. They are huge here. I hear that everything is bigger in Texas, but somehow that is not what I had in mind when I heard that.”

  He chuckled and it made him even more devastatingly handsome. His dark features made him look mysterious, but his eyes made not issue about what they wanted. That part of him was not a mystery at all, but she remembered what Andre said about him.

  “Why don’t you seem upset that someone threw a brick through your window?”

  Kallie watched the cashier come around and start to count the boards. She tried to tell her twice, but she just ignored her and restarted the count. Kallie was trying not to get aggravated, but she was. She was upset that someone had done it and that the cashier was taking forever, her arms burning with the load. But the worst part was that she had run into him and she looked like she did.