“Smart,” I admit. “But I guess if I had a brother like Knox, I’d have figured out all the tricks too.”
He stands, and we make our way to the feed room to start our day. After the horses are taken care of and moved to their pastures, I busy myself organizing all of our supplies. We onboard another mare, then the two of us go over the schedule. Knox finally returns, looking freshly showered and dressed.
“Hey, lifejacket,” Kane mocks.
Knox flips him the middle finger. “I’ll be in my office if you need me.”
When we hear the door close, Kane whispers, “He’s going to check the cameras.”
“How much you wanna bet his mood changes when he sees there isn’t any evidence of it?”
“Not a bet I’d take in a million years.” He laughs, and we go back to what we were discussing. After fifteen minutes, Knox walks over with a renewed pep in his step.
I give Kane a look, and he gives me a knowing nod but keeps his expression muted.
Knox clears his throat, his cockiness returning. “I’m gonna be makin’ the confirmation calls for next week. If there are any cancellations, I’ll probably start on the waitlist so we can get those breeding slots filled.”
“Sounds good,” Kane tells him. “I’m probably gonna go eat in about five minutes, then we can take turns.”
“Fine with me,” I tell him, then make my way over to the ranch hand truck so I can pick up supplies to build a few more shade shelters for the horses. It’s good to have a variety of coverage from the sun, especially since it’s been so damn hot lately.
On the way to the supply shed that has all of our tools, wooden posts, and cloth for the roof, I can’t help but laugh at Knox. When I park, I text Kaitlyn.
Payton: How many times have you watched the video?
Kaitlyn: My mind has replayed it a thousand times. My parents have been snickering all morning. That was gold.
Payton: Your other brother’s idea.
Kaitlyn: See, I’m not the only one who’s a savage. You sure you wanna make babies with me?
Payton: Absolutely.
No catching feelings.
I shove my phone into my pocket, then load up everything I need. It takes me about thirty minutes, and when I pull back up to the facility, they’re unloading a new horse. I take over for Kane as he handles the client.
Right after I get the new mare settled, my phone buzzes in my pocket again.
Kaitlyn: GET YOUR ASS HOME RIGHT NOW!
I try to understand if this is an emergency, and as I’m typing my response, she sends another message.
Kaitlyn: I GOT A POSITIVE O TEST!
I check the time, and it’s not even eight yet. There’s no way I can break away.
Payton: I can meet you at the house in an hour when it’s my turn to eat at the B&B.
Kaitlyn: Works for me! I’ll be naked and waiting.
My heart rate increases thinking about it. I’ve never wanted Kane to rush while he eats until today. I try to keep myself busy and struggle to keep the thoughts of fucking Kaitlyn raw out of my head. While I’m overly aware of how her body reacts to mine, I try to remember that this is purely transactional. That’s it.
Forty-five minutes pass, and when Kane pulls up and parks his truck, I’m already climbing into mine.
“I’ll be back in an hour,” I tell him after I roll down the window.
He gives me a cautious look. “Going to screw my sister this early?”