Date: Sun, 19 Feb 2017 23:17:17 -0500
From: Jim <sojourn1950@yahoo.com>
Subject: Change of Heart chapter 3

This story is fiction.

The characters are adults in adult situations.

Warnings: The only person you can ever hope to truly know is
yourself. Trust no one; use condoms.

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Maria was more than happy to tell Jeff all about the ranch and the horses
which she loved and the cattle which she thought were noisy and
smelly. Cattle, in her mind were on about the same scale as boys.  Paul
asked if they could take Jeff's Tahoe since his Explorer was set up to be
his 'office' on wheels? After a quick phone call and shifting the car seat
into the Tahoe the trio took off for Uncle Joes. Jeff made a mental note of
the car seat for another Amazon order.



Arriving at the stables they were greeted by Joe and a man in his late
thirties or early forties. He was taller than Jeff at about 6' 4". His face
was ruggedly handsome with broad shoulders, sandy blonde hair and piercing
blue eyes. He broke into a wide toothpaste white grin when he saw
Paul. Jeff was all too familiar with the effect that Tom Braxton's grin
could have on a fella's libido. He wasn't surprised when Paul shyly
returned that grin.



When he and Tom shook hands, Jeff noticed Tom's grip was extra firm. It was
almost but not quite a challenge. Instead of commenting on not having seen
Jeff for three years, Tom muttered a "nice to see you again". Before Jeff
could mutter a reply Tom stepped much too close to Paul (in Jeff's opinion)
grabbed his hand and simply held it. "Doc, it's good to see you. Seems like
a month of Sundays since you last come with the Princess to ride. When you
come round to check on the ponies it seems you no more get here than you
have to head out for some other place. We plain don't see enough of you
here."



It was clear to Jeff what kind of ride Tom really had in mind and just how
much more of Paul he wanted to see. It was easy to see Paul was flattered
by the obvious attention.



"I know I should come round with Maria more often. I suspect she tags along
with Mr. Adams out here every chance she gets. She's all time talkin about
you and the horses. She's even talked about becoming a barn manager like
you so she could spend all day with horses. She's picked a good role
model. I wish every barn manager was as knowledgeable as you. It would make
my visits go so much smoother. Joe tells me y'all got some new stock in
isolation that we need to examine. Business is kind of slow right now so
bout anytime you're ready will be good for me."



Jeff felt this 'mutual admiration' bullshit had gone on long enough. He
would make sure he was around for any 'examination' being conducted with
those two involved. He loudly cleared his throat.



Tom and Paul broke contact and turned to look at Jeff. Paul looked a bit
guilty. Tom looked slightly annoyed. Tom recovered first, "Joe said y'all
would want to be out for a couple of hours so we packed some water and
snacks. These days we get good reception pert near everywhere on the ranch
so just call if you need a hand. Or..." A pause, then staring into Paul's
eyes while licking his lips Tom, more softly said, "Or you just want some
company."



Finally, he shifted his focus to Jeff almost as an afterthought, "Jeff,
heard you was back. Your family really missed you a lot. Your Aunt and
Uncle have been on pins and needles waiting for your arrival. Sorry I
wasn't here to greet you when you first showed up. I was in Phoenix looking
over some stock. Just got in late last night. I think you're gonna like
what I brought back. It wasn't cheap, but Joe agreed it was a good
bargain. They're penned up at the number 3 barn waiting for Doc's approval
before we mix them in with the herd. They'll make good cow ponies and look
like excellent breeding stock."



As much as he didn't want to flatter Tom, especially now in front of Paul,
but Jeff felt he had to respond truthfully, "Tom, you know we Adams have
every faith in your horse sense. I look forward to checking out the new
stock. I'll try to spend some time with you and catch up now that I intend
to be around more. I wanna be involved with the breeding and training of
our horseflesh. I plan to move back here and help Uncle Joe with the
ranch." As Jeff made that declaration he draped his arm across Paul's
shoulder in what he meant to be a proprietary gesture. Tom definitely
noticed and was definitely not pleased. Paul looked into Jeff's eyes with a
welcoming warmth. Jeff was happy with both men's expression.



Once more smiling Tom focused his attention on Maria. He squatted down,
"Princess, I got Bluebell saddled up and I know you two get along just
fine. I got your stirrups set up for you." Maria, just like her daddy,
beamed at the handsome man's attention. "I brought you back something from
my trip. I know it's close to Christmas but when I saw this and it looked
so lonesome I figured it ought to belong to someone who could give it a
good home. I'll get it right now so's you can leave it in the truck while
you ride." Turning toward his office inside the stable he motioned to
someone further inside and a couple of stable hands led out the three
horses.



Paul recognized Nevada, a four year old blue roan gelding. He remembered
commenting on his strikingly beautiful color to Tom. When Tom came back out
with a bag in hand he watched as Paul openly admired his mount. Tom winked
at Paul to let him know that he had chosen Nevada especially for him. Jeff
didn't see the wink nor did he notice the slight flush on Paul's face.



Maria stifled a squeal of delight as Tom knelt down and pulled out a
Build-A-Bear pony that looked surprisingly like Trigger. Also inside the
bag were a stable, bridle, saddle, hair extensions and a few other doodads
designed to inspire a little girl's imagination. After surveying her bounty
Maria flung herself into Tom's arms with such enthusiasm he was momentarily
knocked off balance and gave him a wet sloppy kiss on his cheek. "Ooh! I
love it! I love it! Thank you. Oh, thank you."



Not for the first time this morning Jeff considered the fact that he had
some serious competition for the hearts of the Wilson family. Jealousy
flared a little brighter as he momentarily considered handing Maria the
reins to the real Trigger in an effort to edge out Tom with some serious
oneupmanship. He forcefully subdued the green monster. He softly sighed and
hoped that even if they were smitten by Tom Braxton they would still have
room to love him.



Tom, with an arm still wrapped around Maria asked, "Think you can come up
with a proper name for such a fine piece of horseflesh?"



Without hesitation Maria smiled and answered, "His name is Pistol, son of
Trigger." Tom assured her that was right smart name for such a fine
hoss. Maria was obviously torn between spending time with Pistol, her
imaginary horse and Bluebell the real thing. Reality won out and she ran to
store the bag carefully in the backseat of the Tahoe.



Once everyone was all set Jeff started off at a walk. He carefully watched
Maria for any sign of distress, half expecting her to be afraid of the
'big' horse. Instead she seemed totally at ease handling the reins like aim
old time waddie. Jeff glanced over her head to see a look of pride on her
father's face. When Paul looked up he beamed when saw how impressed Jeff
was with his little girl's horsemanship.



Maria, oblivious to the exchange, tugged and pushed at her helmet. Jeff
knew that Paul had made sure the fit was snug but comfortable. "Daddy, I
still don't see why I have to wear a helmet. I almost never see any of the
cowboys were one."



"Honey, we have had this conversation before. If you want to ride, you will
wear a helmet. Even if you are an excellent rider, you just aren't
physically strong enough to handle a horse in an emergency. If you get
thrown or get kicked in the head the helmet offers at least some
protection. Just like wearing seatbelts. You know as well as I do, cowboys
wear helmets. Maybe not all the time, but when they feel they need to take
precautions. Jeff and I have been riding more years than you have been
alive. I am not happy that you bring this up each time we ride. I hope you
don't give Mr. Adams and Tom a hard time about wearing a helmet. Issues
regarding safety are not up for discussion. I will remember your attitude
the next time you ask if we can go riding."



"No sir, I don't give no hard time." Then in a softer voice she added,
"Just you."



Jeff looked over Maria's head to see that Paul was trying hard not to
smile. This was one of those situations where he blustered to make a
point. Again, Jeff was impressed with Paul's parenting skills.



Trigger was full piss and vinegar but Jeff held him in check to stay with
Paul and Maria. Mentally he promised to spend more time with his old
friend. Tom probably had Trigger worked everyday and the horse expected
today to be no different. It was clear the stallion was eager to move out
faster than this kid friendly pace he was forced to maintain. It was
obvious that Bluebell had been affected by the stallion's obvious
skittishness. He watched as Maria spoke softly to Bluebell and stroked her
neck to reassure her. That young lady certainly showed more confidence than
he remembered having at her age.



Paul kept a keen eye on his daughter and was fully aware of the stress the
animal were feeling, "Think you can get her to move a little faster?", Paul
goaded with a grin. Without any further discussion Maria clucked, began
digging her heels into the mare's flanks and left the males to eat her
dust. Paul immediately took off to try and catch up. Jeff was stymied for a
moment while Trigger pranced beneath him. Neither could believe they had
been caught off guard and left behind. In one accord they shifted
immediately into a run and soon overtook the impertinent pair. Once they
had passed the two horses Jeff had to forcibly slow his mount. Trigger had
just reached a pace he wanted to maintain while Jeff just wanted to be with
Paul and Maria.



By the time they decided to take a water break Jeff was blown away by
Maria's skill. After a couple of hours had passed Maria was showing signs
of fatigue. She staunchly denied she was tired of riding. Fortunately they
were within sight of the big barn so the men allowed her to set the pace
for the final leg. Jeff marveled as he watched her tiny legs work the side
of her mount as she tried to get maximum speed from the half-ton
animal. Once she was at a full gallop her laughter seemed to dance on the
air. Paul appeared to be perfectly at ease with the situation. Jeff was
unsure if he would have believed someone talking about how a child this
young could ride so confidently.



Once they arrived back at the stable Maria waited patiently for help to
dismount. As she waited she stroked Bluebell's neck and spoke softly of
what a good girl she was. Neither Joe nor Tom were present. The same stable
hands took the horses to be cooled down and groomed.



The trio loaded up once again into the Tahoe and drove to the ranch house.





Aunt Mellie had lunch already when they arrived. Jeff bragged to Joe and
Mellie about Maria's equestrian skill. He learned that Maria rode almost
everyday at the ranch. She had been in the saddle with her dad even before
she could walk. Maria admitted that Bluebell was not a really big horse but
she was certainly better than 'some old pony' like some of her classmates
rode. Jeff chuckled at the idea that Maria was being a horse snob.



Mellie, after quietly having asked and received Paul's permission, invited
Maria to go shopping and to spend the night. She had pointed out to Paul
that Maria wanted to buy her father a Christmas present and that Paul had
an early morning job interview. This plan would save Paul precious time and
allow Maria to sleep in instead of being rudely awakened at some ungodly
hour. Paul agreed but insisted on giving Mellie money for the
shopping. Jeff, knowing his Aunt knew Maria would come back with clothes or
something worth more than whatever cash Paul had forced her to accept.



After getting an enthusiastically positive response, Mellie insisted Maria
get a bath and take a nap before they began their expedition. "You cannot
be seen in public being grumpy and smelling like a horse." Maria acquiesced
with a yawn.



Jeff learned that the Princess spent so much time here that she had her own
room with extra clothes in her closet. Maria headed out of the kitchen with
Mellie, but stopped at the doorway. She turned back and came to Jeff's
side. With a somber look on her face, she asked "Mr. Jeff, I don't want my
daddy to be alone tonight could you have another sleepover with him?"



Paul blushed but remained silent. Jeff could see the smirk on his Uncle
Joe's face while Aunt Mellie seemed to focus on something in the
hallway. "Princess, I will consider it a royal command to keep your daddy
safe tonight." The Princess extended her arms and Jeff bent into them to
receive and return his royal hug.



Before she left a second time Paul insisted on getting a hug explaining
that he and Jeff would be leaving in a few minutes to take care of the
animals, including the puppy, at their house.



Once they were driving off the ranch Jeff realized he wasn't sure what was
going to happen once they took care of the animals back at Paul's place. He
definitely didn't want his time with Paul end. Especially when he had
committed to spend the night with him. "Paul, would you go on a date with
me tonight. I... uh... I mean like dinner and a movie. It won't be much, I
mean dinner at this diner out on the highway I used to go a lot. They used
to serve really good food especially their pies. The movie, well I think
the theatre is open tonight."



Jeff glanced over to see Paul busily working his phone. Suddenly he wasn't
sure Paul had even been listening. Just about the time he was convinced
Paul had been ignoring him in favor of his phone, "Yes."



"Yes, what?"



"Yes, I will go on a date with you. Yes, you can buy me dinner and yes you
may take me to the movies. "La La Land" starts at the theatre at seven. If
we get drinks and popcorn, I insist it will be my treat. Being that close
to dinner, we probably won't get snacks. But, be warned I seldom see a
movie without getting snacks."



"Just so you know I love movies. I haven't been to a theatre, except to see
a cartoon movie with Maria, in a long, long time. I haven't seen any of The
Lord of Ring movies or the Hobbit movies, not even on DVD. And, I am a huge
Tolkien fan. While I am at it, you may as well know I am a sci-fi fan
also. I can't stand slasher movies or even really scary movies. Also I
occasionally insist on a rom com. I can sit through any action flick but I
reserve the right to rip on it if it is bad, which most usually are. Though
I try to respect other people's tastes. Now, what are your tastes in
movies?"



"Let me just say that we have similar tastes in movies. You forgot to
mention the Marvel and DC movies. I like most all of those. We can binge
watch a lot of movies once I get my stuff shipped down from Chicago. I kind
of have a lot. I think you would enjoy most of them, especially on my home
entertainment center. I went overboard and bought a tv that was really too
big for my living room but the movies are awesome. There wasn't a lot of
time during law school. When I first started working going out, for any
reason, was pretty much a non-event. Later, when I had more time I bought
the DVDs and would veg out eating dinner while watching a movie. That is,
if I didn't have work to do."



"As for music, I like all kinds except hard rock and rap or hip
hop. Listening to that just makes it easier to appreciate any other
genre. I am very fond of sixties and seventies oldies. I suspect mom and
dads collection is still somewhere in the house. I remember laughing at
some of the old fashioned dance moves they..."



Silence descended. Paul reached out and gently rubbed Jeff's shoulder. They
rode the rest of the way to Paul's place in companionable silence.



Once there, they let the puppy out into the fenced backyard do his
business. They walked out to the barn only to find, as Paul had predicted,
Seth Hines, his part time help, had already been there. Back at the house
Jeff took a seat on the lumpy sofa to give Paul time to get a shower and
get dressed for their date. Paul had just put the puppy back in his kennel
and was now staring at Jeff questioningly. "Didn't you hear me talk about a
shower?"



"I figured you would shower and change here and I would do the same at my
place since I don't have any clean clothes here. But, if you don't mind..."
Jeff said as he got up and approached Paul. "How about you get some clean
clothes and we can shower at my place." Then he took him in his arms and
whispered in his ear, "I'll even wash your back if you play your cards
right." When he licked inside the shell of Paul's ear he could feel the man
gasp and shudder.



Paul pushed him away and said softly, "That's the best offer I've had all
day. I'll only be a minute."



As Paul moved to step by Jeff he was grabbed forcefully. Jeff kissed him
deeply then released him saying, "Don't bother with underwear. I want you
going commando tonight."




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