“It’s time Westin to love the cowgirl unconditionally. Stop being a pussy of society and grow a pair of man lips.”

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Celeste enters her warm home after doing her evening chores, and hears her guest chatting lightly in the living room.  She allows them to have time to themselves while she makes a pot of coffee, and tidies up the kitchen from the day of baking.  With grace the cowgirl carries a tray full of cookies with hot brew for the men into the living room.  “Well I’m glad to hear Westin you will live to see another day,” she kneels with her tray in front of her boy’s, but doesn’t cast her eyes upon Westin.  Westin sits up and gladly accepts the coffee to clear his yucky taste in his mouth.  He watches the shy cowgirl hand his brother a cup of something different and wrinkles up his nose in distaste when he gets a whiff of the concoction.  Celeste and Peter smile at each other and begin to giggle.  Westin wonders what the hell they were laughing at, he too smiles and continues to watch Celeste.  She refuses to look at Westin as he watches every movement she makes to clear the stones and water pouch from underneath his covers.  She lightly grazes over his naked hip with a soft touch to retrieve the last heated rock. Westin looks away in fear he can’t control his hard on and is thankful the covers hid his growing dip stick. Damn Dog interrupts the reunion and plants himself next to Peter.  “Thanks boy you saved my sorry ass,” Westin ruffled up the dog’s big head with his hand.  Celeste lifts herself off the floor to add another log in the fireplace and returns to the kitchen to keep hidden from Westin’s piercing glances.

“She hates me Peter, I shouldn’t have come.”  Peter smiles at his brother and softly whispers out for only him to hear.  “No she doesn’t.  You’re making her feel uncomfortable brother with your puppy love advances.”  Westin cracked up with laughter at his little brother.  “I didn’t know you were here.  Mom told me you went away to a healing retreat or something like that to get better.  You look great bro and this is the perfect place for you to be right now.  You’ve got a healthy glow about ya.”  Peter takes a bite of his gingerbread cookie and breaks a piece off for his canine friend who happily gobbled up the treat.  Peter fills his brother in with news about all the things he and the cowgirl has accomplished since his arrival, and tells his brother he has ruined his hot date with the cowgirl tonight. Westin roars with laughter and hugs his brother.  “I will leave once I get my energy up so you two can be alone.”  “No you will not Westin,” Celeste puffs out with care carrying a pot of elk stew to cook in the fireplace.  She hangs the cast iron pot on a metal hook and turns her attention upon Westin.  “You were a fool traveling on the roads without winter clothing.  Where is you’re car?”  Westin watches the flames in the fireplace and answers, “I hit a deer with dad’s truck going to the store and ended up in the ditch.  You were closer than home so I left the truck in the ditch and started walking.”  Celeste’s eyes rose in surprise to hear it was Westin who hit the doe.  She understands and offers, “I will take Chief out tomorrow to pull you out if weather permits; but for now you will stay. Peter can you please call your parents up to let them know we’ve abducted your brother.”  Westin gives his little brother a smirk, Peter winks with a giggle and obeys Celeste request.

Time stood still between the odd couple, when Celeste tries to busy herself with her hands and adds another log to the fire.  Westin watches every move she makes and finds the courage to ask a question after she sits across him in her rocking chair knitting a blanket, “Did you disrobe me cowgirl?”  Celeste became drunk listening to his husky tone and feels heat rising between her legs.  She nods yes silently and continues on making mistakes with connecting her yarn together.  “Why are you being shy girl, you’ve seen my pecker before.”  She doesn’t know why she glances at the handsome man, but risks the peek.  Westin’s hazel dreamy orbs captures the huntress and makes her stare at him.  Unable to make a sound Celeste examines Westin with an all seeing power.  She is not as he remembers as he views her earthy beauty by the fire light.  He senses her essences stripping him of all sexual thoughts when she scrunches up her brows in deep scrutiny.  “You’ve become a train wreck Westin to you’re family, tis sad to see you’ve learned nothing but destruction to yourself for things in life you don’t understand.”  She hit a sore spot to Westin’s heart and knew it drove the knife deeper into this reckless soul.  He shy’s away from the cowgirl’s comment in time for Peter’s return. “Mom and dad said we both better mind our manners and listen to Celeste.  We can stay until the storm lets up.”  Peter feels a strange tension between the two and comments without thinking, “It’s time Westin to love the cowgirl unconditionally. Stop being a pussy of society, and grow a pair of man lips.”  Celeste dropped her jaw in shock, Westin smiles and blushes out his embarrassment from his little brother’s out spoken assessment.

 

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