Alle Kapitel von Redheads & Ranchers: Kapitel 171 – Kapitel 180

Chapter 172: Of Highlanders and Schedule ChangesChest heaving in anticipation, Anna gazed up at the shirtless highlander standing over her. Slowly, he unlaced the bodice of her dress and tugged, baring her shoulders, which he lavished with kisses. Another sharp tug freed her breasts, her nipples sharp pink points in the chill of the night. "Och, lass," he breathed as he lay her across the enormous four-poster bed.Anna watched as he loosened his kilt and let it drop to the stone floor, her eyes zeroing in on his enormous manhood. She chewed her lower lip in anticipation as a flood of moisture drenched her core.He leaned over her, capturing first one perfect pink nub, then the other between his sensual lips. Anna arched at his touch, her greedy center weeping in need."Please," she breathed."Are ye ready for me, lass?" he asked, his voice husky with desire."Yes, please," she mewled.From far away, Anna heard a strange beeping sound. The volume increased until she cracked open

Chapter 174: Better Than Staring at His PackageAs the last of the stragglers left the dining room, Anna left her mother and Simone to finish breakfast cleanup. A huge stockpot of hearty beef stew simmering on the stove would be ready for lunch in a few hours. Simone and Mrs. Graves would eventually make their way upstairs to join Lana in freshening up the handful of guestrooms located in the main lodge.Anna would see to the cabins by herself, a job she'd insisted on as Simone and her baby bump had grown more and more unwieldy. Sweetwater Ranch wasn't a hotel, really, so the day-to-day housekeeping was reasonably light. Beds were straightened, and while fresh sheets were available upon request, staff didn't change the sheets on a daily basis. On the other hand, between riding horses, working with cattle, and enjoying the outdoors, guests tended to get grubby as they participated in ranch activities. Hence, daily fresh towels were a must. Anna also preferred to spot-clean the ba

Chapter 176: Hidden TalentAngus lingered, gently stroking Clementine with genuine affection.Anna took Rocket's reins and began to walk him toward the gate. "You did really well for your first try," she said to Angus.He smiled happily. "It was bloody brilliant! I loved it. I should have been riding horses all m' life."Anna laughed. "Wait until you see how you feel when you wake up in the morning. You've used muscles you didn't know you had."Angus laughed, too. Then he called after her. "I want tae help. What can I do?""You don't have to help, you're a guest.""I know I don't have tae, but I want tae. I want tae become more comfortable working with the horses. On-screen, I want it tae look like it's second nature."From the barn door, Anna turned to look at him. "Well, all these horses need to be untacked, brushed, watered, and fed."Hurriedly, he took Clementine's reins and followed Anna to the barn. Working slowly, she explained each step as Angus copied everything s

Chapter 178: Reasons WhyThe following morning as he walked along the path from his cabin to the main lodge, Angus paused to examine a brass plaque affixed to a short wooden post at the base of an evergreen tree just off the trail. Unlike the other hundreds of trees throughout the ranch property, this one was cordoned off by rope strung through a series of rough-hewn wooden posts. He'd passed it every time he went back and forth, and this time, his curiosity got the better of him.He squinted in the early morning sunlight. Sawyer "Buzzsaw" Lang. A pair of dates apparently marked the birth and death of a man who'd only reached the age of twenty-five.Angus frowned in thought."Buzz was Anna's fiancé."Surprised, he turned to find Ross Graves standing beside him. The man nodded sadly at the plaque."She called him Sawyer, but everybody else always called him Buzz. He was a smokejumper." Ross turned to look at Angus. "A wilderness firefighter," he elaborated with a slight shrug.

Chapter 180: An Old FriendFriday came, and lunch was abuzz with excitement. The children were beyond thrilled that their performance would follow the noon meal. Mrs. Graves had worked with them to create billy goat costumes, and they'd even come up with a baggy pair of overalls and a plastic Viking helmet with horns to complete the troll outfit Angus would wear.As soon as the beginning riders finished eating, they hurried off to join Anna at the barn. By the time Angus arrived, she had already set up some barrels toward the west end of the riding ring just across the rail from the low bleachers where their audience would sit, and she'd laid boards across the barrels to form the railings of the troll's bridge. Further down the ring and closer to the barn, the horses stood saddled and waiting. As the children clambered to enter the ring, their parents made their way to the bleachers.Anna gathered the group of riders, by now bedecked in their makeshift costumes. "Okay, everybody