ride. Let me help you
up. Just put your foot in the stirrup and I’ll give you a
boost.”
He didn’t waste any time placing his
hand on my backside to help me mount my horse.
“ Atta girl.” He said as he
casually swung his leg over the saddle of his own ride. “I wanted
you to see the ranch—and this is the best way to see
it.”
We spent about an hour riding and
exploring the landscape. It was lovely to see him in his element.
The weather was gorgeous. There was just a touch of chill to the
air. It was the time of year that you never knew if it would be
unseasonably warm or freezing cold. We had lucked out and got to
enjoy a beautiful ride on a beautiful day.
As we were heading back to the stables,
I spotted a long clearing in the brush. I looked over at him,
leaned forward, urged my ride with a “tttck, tttck” and spurred him
into a full, smooth run.
“ You’re just full of
surprises, aren’t you?” he said as he galloped up behind me at the
stables.
When we arrived back at the house,
lunch was ready and waiting for us.
I turned to him in fascination, “Okay,
you’re full of a few surprises yourself! Do you have a team of
elves and fairies at your command or what?”
“ You might put it that way.
Although, I don’t think my ranch foreman would be too happy about
being called an elf,” he laughed. “I have a whole crew who stay
here full time and keep things running smoothly while I’m away.
They live in the houses on the South side of the ranch in the
houses down by the creek.”
We were both hungry from the travel and
ride. After a quick lunch, he showed me to the master room. A
large, custom made bed fashioned out of thick cedar logs was the
main focus of the room. To its side, there was a sitting area in
front of another large flagstone fireplace which was double sided
and opened up into the master bath, as well. A roaring fire was
blazing inside. My overnight bag was placed on the cedar bench at
the foot of the bed.
He gently rubbed my back and suggested,
“Why don’t you go enjoy a soak in the tub. I’m going to go clean up
from the ride, myself. I’ll meet you on the front porch when you
get ready.”
He turned as he was about to exit the
room, pointed to the door handle and reminded me, “Here’s the lock
I told you about, Sister.”
He winked as he closed the door behind
him.
I grabbed my overnight bag, walked into
the master bathroom, and came to the realization that the fairies
had been at work again. The large soaking tub was already full of
warm water and bubbles. It was set into a frame built from the same
stone of the fireplaces and exterior of the house. On the tiled
ledge, there were bouquets of lavender and sage. I couldn’t
distinguish whether the lovely fragrance was coming from them or
the candles. A glass of wine had been set on one corner of the
bath.
The room was lit by the glowing candles
and soft light that was coming in from the long, thin rectangular
window at the top of the Southern-most wall. I shed my clothing and
slipped into the warm water. Ahhhhhh!
I picked up the wine glass by the stem
and took a sip. Indigo Hills Merlot! He had remembered—he had
thought of everything.
I’m not sure if I wanted to scream out
loud or pass out at that very moment from sheer joy. It had been a
very long time, if ever, that I had felt this way. I couldn’t stop
smiling!
Placing the wine glass back on the
ledge, I suppressed an oncoming squeal, and took a deep breath as
my entire body slipped into the water. I could feel my long hair
floating in the water around me. I was still smiling as I came up
for air. This man liked me—he really liked me. And he was making me
happier than I could have ever imagined.
After enjoying my luxurious soak, I
took my time getting dressed. So far, the day had been a wonderful
beginning to our weekend. I finished my hair and make-up and made
my way to the large pair of carved wooden doors at the front of the
house. I opened the
up. Just put your foot in the stirrup and I’ll give you a
boost.”
He didn’t waste any time placing his
hand on my backside to help me mount my horse.
“ Atta girl.” He said as he
casually swung his leg over the saddle of his own ride. “I wanted
you to see the ranch—and this is the best way to see
it.”
We spent about an hour riding and
exploring the landscape. It was lovely to see him in his element.
The weather was gorgeous. There was just a touch of chill to the
air. It was the time of year that you never knew if it would be
unseasonably warm or freezing cold. We had lucked out and got to
enjoy a beautiful ride on a beautiful day.
As we were heading back to the stables,
I spotted a long clearing in the brush. I looked over at him,
leaned forward, urged my ride with a “tttck, tttck” and spurred him
into a full, smooth run.
“ You’re just full of
surprises, aren’t you?” he said as he galloped up behind me at the
stables.
When we arrived back at the house,
lunch was ready and waiting for us.
I turned to him in fascination, “Okay,
you’re full of a few surprises yourself! Do you have a team of
elves and fairies at your command or what?”
“ You might put it that way.
Although, I don’t think my ranch foreman would be too happy about
being called an elf,” he laughed. “I have a whole crew who stay
here full time and keep things running smoothly while I’m away.
They live in the houses on the South side of the ranch in the
houses down by the creek.”
We were both hungry from the travel and
ride. After a quick lunch, he showed me to the master room. A
large, custom made bed fashioned out of thick cedar logs was the
main focus of the room. To its side, there was a sitting area in
front of another large flagstone fireplace which was double sided
and opened up into the master bath, as well. A roaring fire was
blazing inside. My overnight bag was placed on the cedar bench at
the foot of the bed.
He gently rubbed my back and suggested,
“Why don’t you go enjoy a soak in the tub. I’m going to go clean up
from the ride, myself. I’ll meet you on the front porch when you
get ready.”
He turned as he was about to exit the
room, pointed to the door handle and reminded me, “Here’s the lock
I told you about, Sister.”
He winked as he closed the door behind
him.
I grabbed my overnight bag, walked into
the master bathroom, and came to the realization that the fairies
had been at work again. The large soaking tub was already full of
warm water and bubbles. It was set into a frame built from the same
stone of the fireplaces and exterior of the house. On the tiled
ledge, there were bouquets of lavender and sage. I couldn’t
distinguish whether the lovely fragrance was coming from them or
the candles. A glass of wine had been set on one corner of the
bath.
The room was lit by the glowing candles
and soft light that was coming in from the long, thin rectangular
window at the top of the Southern-most wall. I shed my clothing and
slipped into the warm water. Ahhhhhh!
I picked up the wine glass by the stem
and took a sip. Indigo Hills Merlot! He had remembered—he had
thought of everything.
I’m not sure if I wanted to scream out
loud or pass out at that very moment from sheer joy. It had been a
very long time, if ever, that I had felt this way. I couldn’t stop
smiling!
Placing the wine glass back on the
ledge, I suppressed an oncoming squeal, and took a deep breath as
my entire body slipped into the water. I could feel my long hair
floating in the water around me. I was still smiling as I came up
for air. This man liked me—he really liked me. And he was making me
happier than I could have ever imagined.
After enjoying my luxurious soak, I
took my time getting dressed. So far, the day had been a wonderful
beginning to our weekend. I finished my hair and make-up and made
my way to the large pair of carved wooden doors at the front of the
house. I opened the
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