The Cowboy’s Seed
“Ready? Smile!” Shania held her finger down on the trigger of her camera so it would take multiple shots of the smiling mother with her sleeping new born. This was the second baby shoot she had done today, mix that with a pregnancy shoot and she was definitely tired.
She finished up with the mother and once she was gone with her little bundle of joy, Shania went right to her computer to look at the photos she had captured. She smiled to herself as she scrolled through them; the client was definitely going to love these. When the screen started to get fuzzy from exhaustion she closed down the programs and decided to start the editing process tomorrow. She twisted around in her desk chair so she was facing her studio but she didn’t get up. She sat for a minute and just looked around.
Shania grew up in a small town on the outskirts of New York City. Her and her parents and her younger sister had a quiet life in a small bungalow, her father was a mechanic at a local shop and her mother was the librarian at the public school. Shania had a picture perfect childhood and when she graduated high school she knew exactly what she wanted to do. She took a photography certificate at the local college and then opened her own studio, working out of her parent’s basement.
Her life was good, she was doing what she loved and she was damn good at it, but somehow she couldn’t help but feel like her life was boring. Living and working in the same small town her whole life, doing photography shoots of pregnant woman, new mothers, engagements and weddings. Sometimes she had inkling in the back of her mind that she could be doing so much more, using her skills in a different way. She always brushed it off when she was feeling like that. She was happy.
She finally got out of her chair and walked towards the door. Shutting off all the lights and locking the door, she headed out in to the warm July night. She walked around the building and in to the front of the house where her mother and father were sitting in the living room watching the news.
“Hi Sweetie, how was your day today?” Her mother glanced at her before focusing on the TV once again.
“It was good, tiring.” She replied as she plopped herself in to her favourite chair.
Her mother didn’t reply, just kept watching the news. Shania watched her mother’s face and the little expressions she made when bad news or happy news was reported. Her mother was beautiful, she had long red hair that had just recently begun to show a few grey hairs, and eyes that anyone would get lost in they were so blue. She had a fair amount of freckles scattered across her face and her skin was white and perfect. Shania always wished she would look like her mother but she wasn’t so lucky. It was her little sister Candice who got the red hair and blue eyes.
Shania got her colouring from her father. She switched her focus to look at him. He had dark brown hair that was still very thick, not a grey hair showing and no sign of balding which she supposed was good. He was a tall man; just over 6 feet and he had a darker complexion than her mother had his skin very olive. His eyes were dark green, the same ones she looked at in the mirror every day. She knew she was beautiful, but not as beautiful as her sister or her mother.
She stood up and said her good nights to her parents and headed to her room. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she was fast asleep.
~
The next day, Shania spent her time in the studio going over the photos from the three shoots the previous day. She had gotten some really great ones that she knew the clients would love. She went through and edited some, changing the colour to black and white, cropping out the baby to look like it was sleeping on a flower and anything else the mothers had said they wanted to be done. She didn’t book any appointments for that day because she liked to get all of the editing done on her previous projects before taking on new ones.
By the end of the day she was done with two of the client’s pictures and just had some finishing touches to do on the final one. She would do those before she left the next day and send them off to the client. The next day was Saturday and she had a wedding to shoot.
Weddings were something she really liked to do because it got her out of the studio and it was real live action during the ceremony. It wasn’t all just posed pictures.
The wedding was beautiful, the bride was gorgeous and the groom cried as she came down the aisle. Shania captured it all. The colours for the wedding party were black and white and she knew that the pictures were going to turn out perfect.
She was off on the side lines of the reception, scrolling through the pictures she had taken on her camera. She felt someone come up behind her and look at the pictures over her shoulder. She didn’t usually allow that, because she wanted to be able to see them all and make them perfect before anyone could see, but she didn’t say anything. She figured it was someone related to the couple.
“You take beautiful pictures.” The deep voice came from behind her and made her jump. She didn’t recognize the voice at all.
She let her camera hang on her neck and turned around. The man standing behind her was not part of the wedding and she had never seen him before.
“Thank you.” She said awkwardly as she started to walk away.
He grabbed her arm before she could leave and said; “Wait, let me introduce myself.” She turned around and let him talk.
“My name is Andrew Smith; I am the editor of Life Style Magazine.”
Abruptly Shania was super nervous. Life Style Magazine was huge magazine made out of New York City. She often bought one and admired the beautiful photographs inside.
“Wow, it’s so nice to meet you! What are you doing here?” She looked around the room.
“The groom is my cousin; we were close growing up so I figured I’d better come. Listen, I saw your pictures and they are really great. We have a job opening coming up for a photographer, take my card and call me if you're interested. You’ve definitely got what it takes.” With that, he walked away and left Shania in a daze for the rest of the night.
Did that actually just happen? Did the editor of a hugely famous magazine just tell her she has enough talent to take pictures for them? She kept reaching in to her pocket to see if his business card really was there. It was. Maybe this is what she has been waiting for, her big break. Her dream job, just handed to her. It must be too good to be true.
~
For the next couple of days Shania’s mind wasn’t on her work. She would take the pictures and edit the pictures but she wasn’t totally in to it. All she could think of was that business card in her top drawer. She had put it there when she returned home from the wedding, and she had already taken it out several times just to look at it.
She was having an internal battle. This was all she ever wanted, a chance to make it big and get out in to the world but she was so comfortable in her small town and her home studio and her bedroom in her parent’s house. It would be scary to venture out; she didn’t know if she had enough guts.
Finally she couldn’t hold it in any longer, she had to tell someone about it. So one evening she called her little sister up at university. As soon as she heard she was ecstatic, telling Shania that she better do it. That gave her a little bit of confidence so she decided to tell her parents. They too were on board and very excited for her.
The next day, she called the number on the card.
“Hello, Mr. Smith’s office.” The nasally voice of a woman said on the third ring.
Shania could barely talk she was so nervous,
“Hello, I’m looking to speak with Andrew Smith please.”
“Please hold.”
A few minutes later that same voice came on the line,
“Andrew Smith here.”
She told him who she was and he remembered right away.
“I thought you were never going to call me. I’d love for you to come in for an interview, meet with some of the owners and a few of our current photographers.”
“I’d love that!” She said maybe a little too enthusiastically.
He laughed on the other end of the line and named a date and time. She said she would be there and they hung up.
~
Shania was a wreck for the next two days. She was fidgety and couldn’t sleep well, she was just too nervous. The day finally came and she wasn’t anywhere close to being ready. She had her portfolio and that was it. She got in her car and drove the hour to the city and walked in to a huge fancy building.
She was seen right away and brought up to the eleventh floor to sit in a meeting room. Shortly after three people walked in. She stood up to shake their hands. One was Andrew Smith, a woman named Monica Blaire who was part owner and a short man named Ralph Connors who was a photographer.
The meeting went well, they were all very nice and she felt at ease with them all. They told her that the job they had open would require travelling. She would be sent to different states for a certain amount of time to photograph the subject at length. It all sounded so wonderful, she would finally be able to get out of her shell and prove her ability at the same time.
At the end of the meeting, she shook all of their hands again and they told her that if she was interested in the job to let them know by the end of the week and it was hers. She left the building on cloud nine. The drive home seemed more like she floated, she was so happy.
For the next couple of days she went on with normal business, booking shoots and editing photos. On Thursday afternoon she called Andrew Smith.
“Ah Shania, I was starting to think you weren’t going to call.” He sounded pleased on the other end of the phone.
“I’d like the job;” was all she said.
“It’s yours. We already have your first assignment.”
“You do?! That’s great! What is it?” She was so excited to be receiving her first assignment at her new job.
“For the winter issue we are doing a twelve page expo on the life of the modern cowboy. We are going to send you to a ranch in Texas for sixty days, you are to get as many pictures of these men and women in action as you can. This is going to be a huge piece and the pictures are of the utmost importance and I know you will not disappoint us.”
All at once Shania was scared and excited and nervous and happier than ever. “I’ll pack my bags.” She said in a squeaky voice.
“Perfect. We’ll have your plane ticket ready for you on Monday.
Come to the office for ten.” And he hung up.
Shania hung up her phone with a shaking hand.
~
Monday morning, Shania was all packed and ready to go. She kissed her mother and her father and got in her car. The drive to the city seemed to take forever, her stomach flipping and flopping the whole way there. Finally she was there, and Andrew Smith was waiting for her in the lobby.
“Good morning and welcome to the team!” He said when he saw her approaching. “How are you doing?”
“Well, I feel like I might throw up because I'm so nervous but other than that, I'm good.” She said, and they both laughed.
“The car is waiting for you, it will take you to the airport and you can leave your vehicle here for the time that you are away or someone can come and get it if they chose to. Let’s not waste any more time and get this started. Where are your bags?”
Shania and Andrew headed back outside and to her car. He grabbed her bags and moved them in to a huge black car with dark tinted windows.
“Whoa, this is what I'm riding in?”
“Yes, is there something wrong with it?” Andrew looked upset.
“No no! It’s awesome, I feel like a celebrity.”
Andrew laughed, and he was still giggling when he opened the door for her. “Better get in, don’t want to be late for the plane.”
She didn’t respond, she just climbed slowly in to the back seat of the car and watched as Andrew closed the door. The driver put the car in gear and pulled out in to traffic.
The airport was on the opposite side of the city, but there wasn’t too much traffic so the ride was pretty quick. The car pulled up to the entrance and she got out of the car. The driver came around to her and handed her a ticket. He then grabbed her luggage and they went to check in.
Check in and getting her luggage checked was a breeze, she was sitting in the terminal waiting to board before she even knew it was happening. She realized too that her ticket was for first class. She had never flown before, let alone flying first class.
Seat numbers began to be called and she was up again and boarding the flight. She found her seat easily, it was wide and comfortable and there was a little pillow and blanket on it. The flight was just the perfect length to be able to take a little cat nap.
Once she was comfortable, she sat back and watched the other passengers aboard the flight. There was a sweet elderly couple, a few business men and one young woman with a small baby. The woman had her daughter all wrapped up in a bundle of pink fabric and she was humming quietly as she stepped carefully down the aisle. The little girl was sleeping soundly and she had the chubbiest cheeks Shania had ever seen. She would have been perfect to photograph.
The flight finished boarding, and they took off. It wasn’t as scary as Shania was expecting, and once they were in the air it was very smooth. Before she knew it she was fast asleep in her seat.
When she woke up, the captain was announcing that they were almost at their destination. Shania sat up a little straighter and peered out the window. She saw a lot of empty land, farm land she assumed.
Andrew had told her that someone would be waiting for her to take her to the ranch she was to live on. Once the flight had landed and she found her luggage, she started to look around for a sign with her name on it. That’s not exactly what she found. Instead, she spotted a cowboy hat, and when she read the sign he held, it was not her name but instead it just said ‘photographer’.
She began to laugh and walked up to the man in the hat. “I think that’s Me.” she said still giggling.
The man holding the sign started to laugh too, “Sorry,” he said, “Boss didn’t tell me what your name was.”
“That’s okay,” she stuck out her hand, “I’m Shania Matthews.”
He grabbed her hand and shook, “Liam Turner.”
“It’s a pleasure.” She smiled up at him.
Liam was very tall, taller than her father for sure and if she had to guess she would say he was close to thirty. His skin was dark from working outside in the Texas heat, and he had great muscle tone. His teeth were very white against his tan skin, and his eyes were a pale brown. There were small wrinkles around them which made her think that he must smile a lot. She like Liam right away and was surprisingly relieved.
He took her bags from her and started to walk towards the exit. They got outside and he led her to a giant brown truck. So typical of a rancher, she thought to herself and giggled again. Liam helped her in to the passenger side, it was very high off the ground, and he left the airport.
The drive to the ranch was about an hour, and she stared out the window the whole way. She had never been out of New York before so this was all new. She saw a lot of fields, some with cows, and some with horses. They went past entrances to other ranches, and when the road turned from pavement to gravel, she saw some men riding along the road.
Liam chatted with her the whole way home, telling her facts about the ranch. The name was Sunset Ranch. He told her the story of how it was started; it was named after a horse. The ranch is run by the son of the founder, his father retired a few years ago.
They came up to a long driveway with a beautiful sign at the end with a vivid painting of a huge sunset on it.
“I’m assuming we are here?” She looked at Liam and smirked.
He smiled back, “Yes we are here.”
They drove up the long driveway and came to an old farm house. At least, the style was old but everything on it looked to be brand new. The siding was bright white and clean, the roof was shiny and in great condition. The house was full of big beautiful windows on the bottom and top floors. It was just the kind of house Shania had always dreamed about living in.
Past the house there were a few huge barns. Liam told her that one was the horse barn, one was the cattle barn and one was the milking barn. He promised a tour of them all.
Shania hopped out of the truck once it had come to a stop and looked all around her. It was beautiful. She dug her camera out and started to take pictures. The barns looked just right, and she could see some cattle grazing in a nearby field.
Liam had to break her out of her picture trance to show her where she was going to stay. The loft in the horse barn had been set up for her. They went in through a little door on the right side of the barn and up a set of stairs. The loft was nothing like she was expecting. It was huge, the floors were all refinished barn board; the walls of the main living area were painted a light tan. There was one huge window that faced the fields on the left, and it was fully furnished. There was a couch and a chair in the main part, a queen sized bed in the little bedroom and a three piece bathroom attached. The kitchen was small but it was painted a cheery yellow and it had a small table and apartment sized appliances. It was perfect.
After showing her the loft, Liam left her to get settled. She unpacked all of her bags and took a shower. She spent the evening searching through the channels on the TV and taking pictures of the sunset.
The first couple of days in Texas were great. Shania toured around the property, she took pictures of the men herding the cattle, milking the cows and saddling up the horses. She got her tours of the barns and she was quite impressed. They were all very clean and up to date. She saw everything there was to see, except for the owner of the ranch.
She finally got so curious that she had to ask Liam about him.
“He’s away at an auction right now; he’s getting us some new horses.” He said. “He’s scheduled to come home tomorrow evening.”
Well that made sense.
The next day, Shania lingered around the main house for the most part of the day, waiting to meet the owner. When she saw a white truck coming up the driveway pulling a horse trailer, she tried to look nonchalant. It pulled up and parked close to the horse barn. One of the men saw it and yelled
“Boss is home!”
All of the men dropped what they were doing to come and meet their boss. Shania heard the door open but she was on the opposite side of the truck. She saw cowboy boots and heard him talking to his men.
“There are three in here. Take them to the barn and Liam, call Monty, they’re pretty green so he’ll have to work them.” They all replied with
“Yes sirs”.
Shania just stood where she was on the other side of the truck. The owner who she didn’t even know his name yet was slowly walking towards the front of the vehicle talking to one of the men. His upper body came in to her view, and his head turned towards her. Their eyes met at and Shania could have sworn that everything stopped moving.
All she could see was him. Had stopped talking and was just staring back at her. He was tall, about the same height as Liam, he was wearing a brown cowboy hat that was worn by the sun but underneath she could see curls of blonde hair curling up. His eyes were so bright blue they put the sky to shame. Her stare headed south towards his mouth, it was perfect, and his lips were full and pink. He had just the right amount of scruff along his jaw, and his shoulders were wide and strong. She could see the muscle in his arms underneath of his black button up shirt, but that was it. He was still behind the truck so she couldn’t see any more.
They stood like that for a long minute, staring at each other. Shania knew he must be feeling the same thing she was. She couldn’t breathe, all she could do was fight the urge to walk over there and run her hand down his muscled arm.
Finally he broke eye contact and said something to the man he had been talking to and he walked away from him. As soon as the other man was gone, he looked back over to Shania. Slowly, he started to walk towards her. Her breath, that she had just gotten back, caught in her throat and she couldn’t breathe again. Her heart started to pound and she felt like she was covered in sweat. He stopped in front of her. His mouth opened and she moved her gaze to watch him speak.
“I’m Taylor; Taylor Neely.” He stuck his hand out and all she could do was stare at it. His voice was still swirling through her head, deep and masculine and smooth.
Shania mentally shook herself and reached her hand out to grasp his. “Shania; Shania Matth-” she didn’t get the full sentence out because when her skin made contact with his, it was like a fireworks show was going off. Her hand began to tingle, but not in a bad way. He must have felt it too because she heard him inhale sharply.
She let go of his hand and shook herself again. She cleared her throat and said, “Sorry, I'm Shania Matthews. I'm here from Life Style Magazine.”
“Oh yes, I remember something about that now.” Then he smiled at her and she thought her heart was going to stop. His smile was perfect, enough to melt any woman’s heart. “It is very nice to meet you.” He reached for her hand and brought it to his mouth, she watched him kiss it lightly and put it back down. The sexual energy she felt when his lips touched her skin caught her by surprise. She hadn’t felt like that in quite a while, not since her last boyfriend six months ago. She was just too busy with work.
Shania couldn’t bring herself to say anything and Taylor didn’t seem to notice. His eyes were roaming her face, and then they landed on her lips. He hesitated for a brief moment and then said; “I better get to work. It really was nice to meet you Miss Matthews.”
The rest of the day, while taking pictures of the new horses,
Shania thought about Taylor’s eyes on her lips. Did he want to kiss her? God, she hoped so.
~
For the next couple of weeks, Shania looked forward to seeing Taylor every day. She would take pictures of him doing different things, instructing his men on what to do, fixing the tractor tire, helping the trainer with the green horses. Whatever he was doing he seemed to have this air of power. She could tell that the men respected him immensely, and he was clearly their boss. He was never mean, but he was definitely the alpha.
He would talk to her if he had a minute; they flirted back and forth a little. Each time she saw him or heard his voice, something deep inside of her stomach clenched. One day he helped her on to a horse, and she could barely stay on after he picked her up so close to his body.
One night she was taking pictures of the evening milking when he came up behind her. “Do you want to have dinner with me?” He asked quietly.
He had startled her and she jumped a little and put herself off balance. His reflexes were quicker than hers and he threw out his arms and caught her before she could tumble to the side. In his arms, all she could see and smell and hear was him. He smelt like fresh grass and summer air, and she could hear his slow breathing.
She righted herself and he dropped his arms. “Sorry.” He said.
“That’s okay, I'm a klutz. What did you say?”
“I asked if you would like to have dinner with me; maybe tomorrow night? In the house?”
She didn’t even have to think about it. “Absolutely. I would love that.”
He smiled wide. “I’ll see you there at seven.” Then he turned around and walked away.
The next day Shania didn’t see Taylor at all. She was out and about on the ranch but there was no sign of him. She went in to the loft around 5 to shower and get ready. She didn’t bring any fancy clothes because she didn’t think she was going to need it. She settled for a dark pair of jeans and a red long sleeved shirt.
By the time it was six forty five she was ready to go and nervous as hell. She was pacing around the living area of the loft; sure she was leaving a mark in the floor. Finally she got enough courage to leave and head towards the house.
She came up to the front door and before she could knock, Taylor opened the door and invited her in. As soon as she was in the house, she was no longer nervous. It was like being in his presence calmed all of her nerves.
“Supper isn’t quite ready yet.” He called from what she assumed was the kitchen.
“You cook?” She called back.
She could hear the smile in his voice when he replied, “Yes, and very well too. I hope you like lasagna.”
While he finished up supper, she wandered around the downstairs of the house. It was beautiful. The living room was large and furnished with beautiful leather couches and chairs. There was a stone fireplace on one wall, and a grandfather clock on another. The dining room had a huge eight person mahogany table in it, each place setting all set up.
She finally made her way to the kitchen and saw that Taylor was just pulling something out of the oven. “It smells amazing in here.” She said.
There was a small table in the corner that had two table settings, a lit candle and two glasses of red wine already poured. She assumed this was where they were eating so she took a seat. Shortly after, Taylor brought over the dinner and dished it out. He was right when he said he was good at cooking. It was amazing.
When they were finished eating, they sat at the little table and talked for what seemed like forever. The window closest to them was open and when a chilly breeze came in, she shivered a bit.
“You're cold. Let’s move to the living room in front of the fire.”
She didn’t argue, she was a little chilly. He led her to the next room and laid a comforter on the floor in front of the flickering fire. She sat down and she was instantly warmer. He sat beside her, and they talked again.
At one point in the conversation, she brought her hand up to her face because she was laughing so hard. When her arm fell back down, her hand landed on Taylor’s thigh. They both instantly became quiet and she slowly brought her hand back to her own body.
Slowly, Taylor reached out and grabbed her hand in his. “I don’t know what it is about you Shania, but I have this attraction that I just can’t hide any longer.”
Shania stopped breathing. “So don’t hide it.”
Taylor’s eyes widened, and then his lips were on hers. He kissed her softly at first and she was shocked at how soft his lips were. She kissed him back and he immediately deepened the kiss, his tongue licking at her mouth to let him in. She parted her lips and her tongue met his. Her whole body was on fire, her skin sensitive to his touch.
Taylor leaned his back against the couch and lifted Shania on top of him as if she weighed nothing. She was straddling him; her legs spread wide, knees on either side of his hips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss even more. Her ass was on his lap and so she pushed it even more, he automatically pushed his hips in to her and let out a soft moan. The sound made that spot deep inside of Shania clench even further. She could feel the wetness swelling between her legs.
Taylor grabbed her ass and pushed his hips in to her again. There was that moan. Then he found the bottom of her shirt and broke the kiss only long enough to remove it and his own. He then picked her up again and leaned forward, laying her out on her back and settling on his hip beside her with one leg in between hers. He sat up and unbuttoned her jeans. They slid off of her legs easily and she was glad she had worn boot cut. He then removed her panties and bra. He stared at her, lying naked on his living room floor for just a minute before he removed his pants and boxer briefs.
She took a minute to admire his impressive erection, and then he was settling himself between her legs. He took one finger and slowly pushed it inside of her and then started to massage her most sensitive spot. It wasn’t long before she felt the tightening of her abdomen and the buildup of the orgasm that was coming. His talented fingers kept working her, circling, in and out, until her body exploded in to a rush of pleasure. Every muscle in her body tightened as she rode the waves of her enormous climax.
Before she was finished climaxing, Taylor was inside of her. He slammed himself in to her and she gasped loudly, he was so big and he filed her to the core. He started slowly, pushing in and out, letting her get used to the size of him. When she couldn’t handle the slow and steady anymore, she reached around and grabbed his ass and slammed him in to her. He took the invitation and picked up the pace. He began to pump faster and faster, her moans getting louder and louder. Her heart was racing and they were both breathing hard. She felt another climax begin to grow and suddenly Taylor wasn’t inside of her anymore.
He picked her up again and placed her so that she was on her hands and knees in front of him. He entered her again but from the back. She had to get used to this angle again, and he went slow but soon picked up the pace again. He slammed himself in to her; she could barely contain her moans, almost on the edge of screams. Her orgasm started to build again, deep inside of her. Higher and higher she went until she fell off the edge and she orgasmed again; her core squeezing Taylor inside of her and wrapping tightly around him. He began to orgasm as well, pushing himself deep within her.
When they both became still, he slowly pulled himself out of her and she fell on to the blanket and he lay beside her. They laid there quietly for a while, getting their breath back to normal and letting the air cool their bodies.
“Do you want some ice cream?” Taylor asked.
She laughed out loud. “Sex and ice cream, there’s nothing better.”
He laughed too and stood up. He put only his jeans back on and went to the kitchen. She could hear him rustling around in cupboards and drawers. She got up and put her clothes back on and then went searching for the bathroom. When she came back he was sitting on the floor with two bowls of chocolate ice cream. She joined him and they ate.
He invited her to stay the night in the house with him and she agreed. They slept in his huge king sized bed. The next morning, she was awoken by a hard erection pushing in to her hip. Taylor was lying on his side with one arm thrown across her body. His eyes were still closed, but she knew he must be awake.
She reached below the blankets and grabber on to him. His eyes opened immediately and he rolled over on to his back, taking her with him. He held her hips and slowly lowered her on to himself. She moaned as he filled her up again. He held on to her hips and started to rock them forward and back, hitting just the right spot. Her breath began to pick up and small moans began. Then it was her turn to take control. She put her hands on his chest and lifted her hips off of him slightly and slammed them back down. The moan that came out of his mouth was like heaven. She did it again and again, each time he would make the same noise getting louder and louder.
Abruptly, he rolled over and was on top. He took her legs and stretched them above his head and laid them on his shoulders. Then he started to pump. The way he had her legs up made it so he could be extra deep and she felt everything; especially when the orgasm started. As if he knew, Taylor began to pump faster; slamming himself in to her over and over again, matching her moaning. Right before she came to the peak of her climax, she felt him go rigid inside of her; they orgasmed together; her sex milking him as he climaxed, squeezing around his length.
When they were finished, Taylor got up to head to the shower but not before giving her a light kiss on the lips. Shania rolled over and fell back to sleep.
~
A couple of weeks later, after spending a lot of time with Taylor, Shania asked Liam about ham while they ate lunch together in a field.
“What’s his story? How did he get to be where he is today?” Taylor didn’t talk much about himself so she was curious about him still.
“It’s none of my business to tell ya, but I will because I trust you. Taylor had no plans to run this place, he went to college and he wanted to be a mechanic. He met a girl there and he fell in love, they were perfect for each other. Once they graduated, they got married.”
Shania inhaled sharply, “He was married?”
“Yes he was and she was beautiful. Tall and blonde, made the best apple pie I ever ate. About four years ago, there was a terrible accident on the highway. A twelve car pile-up, a lot of people were hurt and there were a few casualties. She was one of them.”
“Oh my god.”
“Yeah, Taylor was pretty torn up about it. He quit his job at the local shop, sold his house because it reminded him too much of her and then he moved back in here with his parents. Slowly he started to come back out. He’d help with the cows if his dad asked him to, or he’d break a horse if no one else was available. He started to get over the heartache by throwing himself in to this place instead. When his parents retired last year and moved to Florida, he took over the ranch. He hasn’t even looked at a woman since the accident, at least not until he saw you.” Liam leaned over and bumped his shoulder in to hers, smirking. “He seems to fancy you.”
Shania laughed at Liam, but she couldn’t help but think of Taylor. He had been through a lot, more than she imagined. There was no way she was going to say anything to him, and that’s probably why Liam told her. He knew she wouldn’t.
Later in the day Shania caught up with Taylor. “Hey!” he stopped walking and let her catch up to him. “Do you want to have dinner in the loft with me tonight? There’s beef stew in the slow cooker.” She smiled; she couldn’t help it when she was near him.
“That sounds amazing.” He smiled and leaned down to kiss her on the lips. “What time do you want me there?”
“Well I’m just headed in now to shower and clean up, so maybe like an hour?”
“Perfect.” He kissed her on the lips again and she ran off to the barn.
Shania checked the stew when she got upstairs, it looked delicious, then she headed to the bathroom to grab a quick shower. She started the water and closed the door of the shower so it could heat up. She stripped off her dirty clothes and stepped inside. The water was warm and wonderful. She was just about to shampoo her hair when she heard the bathroom door open.
“Hello?” she asked.
No reply. Instead, Taylor opened the door of the shower and stepped in beside her. As soon as she saw his naked body and that he was fully erect, she felt her stomach clench and her sex was swelled and wet, ready for him. He wrapped his arms around her and they were both under the spray of the water. Their lips met and Taylor’s hands started to roam around Shania’s body. The water made her skin slick so his hands went smoothly over her as, up her lower back and over her hips to her breasts. He pinched her nipples and she moaned in to his mouth.
With his right hand he kept playing with her breasts and with his left he wandered down towards her core. He slipped one finger in and moaned; “You’re ready for me.”
His voice made her core throb; squeezing his finger. “So ready.” She whispered back to him.
Slowly he turned her around and pushed her towards the wall of the shower, back to him. She braced herself with her palms flat against the shower. His hands started to move all over her again. Starting at her hips and moving up to her breasts and then back down to her hips. His hands grabbed on as he slowly entered her. The pace was slow, steady and steamy. They both moaned as the friction began to build and Taylor got deeper and deeper; pushing himself all the way in to Shania and filling her up.
Holding on to Shania’s hip with one hand, Taylor brought his hand over her other hip and started to massage her. That put her over the top and the orgasm started to build fast. Up and up, then finally she burst in to an intense orgasm, needing to brace herself against the wall for support. Taylor orgasmed along with her; pushing himself as far in to her as he could go, filling her up in two different ways.
When they were done, Taylor brought Shania back under the water and he washed her. He shampooed her hair, massaging her; he took the cloth and ran it all over her body, and when she was nice and clean, he rinsed her off and turned off the shower. He got out first and wrapped a towel around his hips and then wrapped a big fluffy towel around her shoulders.
They got dried off and dressed in some comfy clothes (he brought his with him) and then they sat on the couch with big bowls of stew in front of them. They ate it with thick sliced of bread and butter and Shania was impressed that it was so good.
While they ate they watched a movie that was on the TV. It was nice to just sit and relax. When they were done eating, she brought their bowls to the kitchen and rinsed them off then went back to the couch. He was sitting at one end so she lay down and put her head on his lap. They sat like that for a long time, until the movie was over and even longer still.
When they finally got up, it was because it was very late and Taylor had to get up early to do chores. He gave her a long kiss on the lips and headed to the main house. Shania didn’t have to get up early, so she decided she would flip through the channels and see what was on.
Family Guy, a cooking show, Criminal Minds, I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant, Family Feud were the ones she flipped through. Abruptly she flipped back to I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant. Shania shot off of the couch and ran to the kitchen to look at the date. She didn’t keep track because she was having such a good time.
Oh God. She was three weeks late. How could that be? She was on the pill, had she forgotten to take them? She thought back to that morning and didn’t remember taking one. Oh crap. She decided not to get too worried about it until she could go in to town and get a pregnancy test.
Bright and early the next day she had Liam take her to Wal-Mart. She bought a test and a couple other things so he didn’t know why she came. When they got home she ran up the stairs to the loft and peed on the stick. Two minutes later, it was official. She was pregnant.
She sat down on the toilet seat and just stared at the stick. She couldn’t believe this was happening. Sure, she wanted to have kids someday, but that wasn’t in the plan for a while. What was she going to tell Taylor? They hadn’t talked about kids; they hadn’t talked about anything serious; she was only supposed to be here for three months. She couldn’t keep it from him, she was going to have to tell him; she just had to get enough courage.
She stayed in the loft for the most part of that day; she told anyone who came looking for her that she was sick. The news must have reached Taylor because once the sun went down, he came to see her.
“Hey, I heard you’re sick.” He said as he walked in the door.
She couldn’t look at him, she was so nervous. “Yeah, kind of.” She said quietly.
“Is there something I can do for you?” he was so concerned.
Shania couldn’t hold it in she had to tell him. “I’m not sick.” She blurted. “I’m pregnant.”
Taylor, who was on the way to the couch to sit with her, stopped in his tracks. He didn’t say anything, he just stood there not moving a muscle; an expression of utter shock across his face.
When he finally spoke all he said was “what?”
“I'm pregnant.” She said again, more confidence now that she had already said it once.
“Say that again.” he said.
She didn’t know why he wanted her to but she said it for a third time, “I'm pregnant. I was three weeks late so I got a test and I'm pregnant.”
Suddenly Taylor was no longer in the middle of the room; he was on the couch lifting her out of her seat and on to his lap, kissing her all over her face. Shania was confused; he was happy?
“I can’t believe it!” he said in between kisses. “This is great! Pregnant! Pregnant! We’re going to have a baby!”
“Whoa, whoa.” she said and held his shoulders so she could look at him. “You want this?”
“Of course!” he said with a big grin on his face. “It’s a little fast but I couldn’t be happier. A baby!” Then he started to kiss her again.
“We need to talk about this I think Taylor.”
He stopped then. “Why?”
“I don’t live in Texas remember? What am I supposed to do?
Bring the baby here to see you every couple months? Send pictures?”
“No, you're going to move in with me. And you're going to marry me. That is my seed in there and that means you and I are staying here. Quit your job and live here with me.”
Shania was caught off guard by what he was saying. Move to Texas? Could she do that? She sat quiet for a couple minutes and made a decision in her head. She looked at Taylor and said, “Pass me the phone. I'm going to have to tell my parents I'm moving out.”
Taylor ripped his hat off of his head and yelled “Yee-Haw!” like the cowboy he was; then he picked Shania up and swung her around in his arms, kissing her hard on the mouth.
The next day Shania called her parents and told them the news. They were sad to hear she wouldn’t be living with them anymore, but they were ecstatic to be having a grandbaby. Then Shania called Andrew Smith and let him know that she would be quitting. She emailed all of the pictures she had taken to him and he sent her an email money transfer. She had her parents close up the studio and send everything to her so she could open one in Texas if she decided to.
She didn’t know where her life would take her now, but for sure Shania knew that she would have her cowboy and his seed.
~THE END~