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Eight months later…
“You ain’t supposed to be out there doin’ that,” Wynton shouted.
Sutton looked across the paddock at his older brother and scowled. He
tugged on the reins but his horse Dial wouldn’t budge. Damn stubborn
horse; he had to be part mule.
“I’ve got a ridin’ crop you can borrow,” his younger brother Creston
yelled from atop the corral fence.
“I’m surrounded by smartasses,” Sutton informed Dial. “And
apparently I’m a dumbass because I never learn with you, do I?”
Dial tossed his mane.
After he climbed off his horse, Sutton switched out the bit and bridle
for a lead rope. Then he opened the gate between the paddock and the
pasture, playfully patting Dial’s flank as the gray dun tore off.
Dial actually kicked up his hooves in glee as he galloped away.
“Yeah, I’ll miss our special time together too, asshole.”
Asshole. Man, he was punchier than he realized if he was calling his
horse an asshole.
Sutton sauntered over to where his brothers waited for him, surprised
that they’d both shown up in the middle of a Friday afternoon—with a sixpack. Wyn and Cres both ranched with their dad, although as the oldest,
Wyn had inherited the bulk of the ranch work decisions. It appeared he’d
changed the rule about working a full day—every day, rain, shine, snow,
come hell, high water, or wild fire.
“What’s the occasion? You here to borrow money?” he asked.
“Good one. Glad to see they didn’t remove all of your funny bone after
surgery,” Wyn said dryly.
“Hilarious.” Sutton quirked an eyebrow at Cres. “Got something smart
“Yeah. You know you ain’t supposed to be doin’ anything that’ll
further injure you. When we hadn’t heard from you all week, we figured
you were up to no good. And I see we were right.”
“It wasn’t like I was bulldoggin’.”
“This’d be a different conversation if we’d seen you doin’ that.” Wyn
handed him a beer. “We ain’t trying to bust your balls, but goddammit,
Sutton. You almost fucking died.”
“Again,” Cres added.
“Well, I ain’t dead. But don’t feel like I’m alive, either.” He sipped the
cold brew. Nothing tasted better on a hot summer day.
“Should we be on suicide watch?” Wyn said hesitantly.
Sutton had a mental break the last time he’d been injured, so his family
kept an eye on him, and he knew how lucky he was to have that support.
“Nah. It’s just this sitting around, healing up stuff is driving me bugshit
“The way to deal with your boredom ain’t to get in the cage with your
demon and go another round.”
Sutton squinted at Cres. “You callin’ my horse a demon?”
Cres rolled his eyes. “No, dipshit. Your demon is the need to prove
yourself. Regardless of the cost.”
His gaze met his youngest brother’s. Growing up, Wyn and Cres joked
about Sutton being the mailman’s kid because he was the only one of the
three boys with blue-green eyes. Both his brothers and his parents had
brown eyes. Sometimes he wondered if that outsider status is what lured
him into the world of professional rodeo and away from working on the
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