Semua Bab The Age Plus Billionaire Cowboy: Bab 21 - Bab 30

The New York Times Society Young Billionaire Heiress Missing! By Judy Budd I had found it suspicious that Ava Bartholomew had not been seen at any summer and this season’s events. After a lot of questioning and digging for almost a month, this reporter has learned – to her horror, Ava Bartholomew has been missing for a little over four months! Apparently, one of her father’s, billionaire publisher and investor, Lester Bartholomew, jets had mal

Ava hadn’t told Ray about the memory she had in the bar while taking her first shot of tequila with Jesse. It was the memory of her taking a shot with a dark-haired, handsome man in a nightclub. She could tell she had some feelings for the guy, but everything else was a blur. She woke up at six a.m. as usual despite how late it was when she had gone to bed. It was Sunday morning. On Sundays, the boys liked having a big, old fashion breakfast.Ava had begun to shower when her mind flashed. Whether she had talked about the dark haired stranger or not to Ray, she was seeing him again now. He was – no. they were both naked in an oversized shower together. Steam was quickly building up around them as the man took her in his arms. Their wet and hot bodies were pressed together as they kissed passionately.Ava gasped as her hand trailed down the side of her body as the sprinkling water beat against her C-cups. She was mimicking the man’s hands. They expertly glided al

Later that day . . . Ray rode Nicklaus to the east end of the ranch. The boys were only a few miles away from the barracks. Ray could see them up ahead. He still couldn’t believe he had let his libido get away from him like that. Granted, Ava didn’t seem offended but still. Jesse waved at him as he continued to approach. The boys were checking on the herd. Two of them were expecting. Ray slowed his horse as Jesse and four ranch hands greeted. “Hey, guys,” Ray said as he dismounted. He patted Nicklaus on the side a few times and approached the group. “Come to help us out?” Jesse asked with a smile. He wore a sage colored Stetson and a dark green fleece jacket. “Actually, I’ve come to talk to you. Do you boys mind giving us some space?” Ray asked. The group of four nodded and walked away. “What’s up?” “I never thought I admit this in life to my baby brother but I need

Monday . . . Ray had been avoiding Ava since yesterday late afternoon. He had Dax tell her they were eating dinner out last night and he hadn’t come to breakfast this morning. Matter of fact, Ray had Jesse pick up his lunch early this afternoon. Ava couldn’t put off getting to the bottom of this. She would have asked Jesse what had happened between Ray and Lillian but she wasn’t sure if he would tell her. If she couldn’t find out on her own, then she would go to him. “Ava, dear,” Mrs. Porter preened as she let Ava in the house. “So good to see you.” “It’s good to be seen,” Ava joked. Mrs. Porter chuckled. “Have you eaten? I was about to fix myself some lunch.” “No, and thank, God, I haven’t. You make the best lunches,” Ava said with a smile. “Thank you. Well, come into the kitchen. Let’s whip something up together like we used to.” They cooked cheeseburger sliders and broccoli salad. Mrs. P

Besides wearing his ten gallon black hat, Hawk wore a white dress shirt and black slacks. His large cowboy boots clunk with each step on the wood floor. “Good afternoon, Miss Ava,” Hawk greeted as he approached the table. “Good afternoon, Mr. Calhoun. Thank you for paying for my lunch. But I must ask you. How do you know my name?” He chuckled a little. “Well, it doesn’t take long for news to spread around here among the ranching set and it’s a small town. I learned the other day who you were and that you work on The Cross Creek Ranch.” “I see.” “I want to apologize for what happened at the saloon on Saturday night,” he said humbly. “Actually, I feel like I owe you the apology. I was willing to dance with you when you had asked again while we were leaving but –” “Yeah,” he interrupted with a croaked smile. “Ray had other ideas. Don’t you fret about it. It wasn’t your fault. Me and Ray have a