Weston Ranch, Fisher's Story (2 page)

With the help
of her sisters, they go
t
her
belongings to her old room
,
and
Maddie and Lexie left her
alone so she could catch up on her sleep. The
time
change would
requir
e
a
slight
adjustment
. Deciding to unpack later, she to
ok a shower and crawled into her
old
twin sized bed
.
The pink flowered
co
mforter
felt
cool
against her hot skin.
The ringing of her
phone
made her get out of bed
.
She smiled as she recognized the
number
as
it flashed across her screen
.
Asher would
want
to know
that
she got home
safe
ly.

"Hey
handsome,
"
s
he answered cheerfully.

"Hello beautiful.
You
home yet?"
He asked.

“
Y
es, about an hour ago."

"Good
,
so I can come over and
spy on you like I used too?"
His laughter floated
through the phone.

"We are not kids anymore.
Y
ou
can use the front door now,
"
Claire chuckled.

"Where is the fun of that?"
He mocked.

"It's calle
d the freedom of being an adult,
"
s
he said.

"
No
, it’s called
being
boring."

"I’
m going to bed
Ash, sneak in
to
Maddie
's room. She would love th
at
,
"
s
he
said as she
smirked to herself.

"
I
bet
she
would
love that
.
I just
wanted to make sure your home,
"
h
e effectively ended where the conversation was going.
“I’ll call you later sweet cheeks,” he said before he hung up.

She let him go, closed the phone and rolled over to go to sleep.
She genuinely loved Asher, but it was more like a brotherly love. They were fooling themselves dating in high school, knowing that each other had deeper feelings for someone else
.
However, she
would never tell Asher
that
she slept wi
th
his brother
that weekend he was home from college,
and it was the main reason
she moved to Ohio
.

Fisher was
essenti
ally drag
g
ed
over here
. H
e had too much shit to do
,
and didn't have time to
welcome
Claire back
home
.
He looked at her and noted
the subtle changes the last six
years have brought.
Her fac
e was softer
.
There was a glow on her cheeks.
She looked even more
gorgeous
now than in high school.
Her five-foot, four-inch petite
frame
was evenly toned
, show
-
casing her curvy figure.
She still had
her
light
blonde
hair;
only it wa
s longer, reaching her mid-back and
h
er baby blue eyes that never failed to
turn
him on.

Jesus, he needed to
leave
. Six years and he still
wanted her. He was twenty-nine
and too old for this.
He stood back and just observe
d
his family interact with Claire and her
sisters. Ever since the
parent
’s
death, his parents
had
taken
care of the girls.
Maddie
and
Lexie
were the only twins in Bailey, Texas. Claire was the oldest. She was twenty-seven
,
and they were twenty-four. 

Fisher could clearly remember Claire
always
following him around when
they were little kids, and
it continued all through elementary
school
until he went into the middle school building. He
was relieved
when she got over her puppy dog
crush
.
Then
she started dating Asher
in high school
.
For two years, he walked around with mixed feelings. It was
ridiculous
and
uncomfortable
.

He couldn't
remember
when he h
ad been so jealous.
It happened slowly and painfully, yet he
kept silent for two years. He was always polite and
distant
so she would never
find
out that he wanted
her
for
himself
.
He would never betray his
brother
.
Two years of
hell
for nothing since he ended up in bed with her anyway.

It was her senior year
,
and
he was home that
evening
. He
couldn't
remember where Asher was, but he got a phone call from
one of
Claire's
fri
end
s
looking for his brother. Claire
was drunk and needed picked up. He did the brotherly
thing
of course.
Pick her up, take her home and
leave
.
I
f it was
only that simple
.
She pleaded not
to take her home to her house; her parents thought she was
staying
wi
th a friend
for the weekend
.
So
,
he took her to his apartment
h
e had at the time.
She
didn’t
last long before she passed
out. L
uckily she
didn’t
get
sick
at all.
He gallantly undressed her in a
completely
brotherly
fashion
and left her alone
,
tucked in his bed while he took the couch.

The next
morning
,
she came out wearing one of his foot
ball shirts, looking sleepy, tussled up and
sexy
as hell.
He tried, really tired, but
when she yawned, stretched
up on her toes,
h
is shirt rode above her thighs.
A
ll hope
was lost
. She was his and no one else's. He sobered her up, fed her and washed her clothes.
She was adorably embarrassed
,
and didn't remember how she ended up with him.
Bastard that he was, h
e let her think the
worse
.

He
spent the
next
day being the perfect host. He
coaxed her into bed
that
night
with
very
little
persuasion
. He took her
fast
and
hard
, years of frustration mak
ing the coupling last a mere five
minutes.
Na
i
ve
as
she was
, she
didn’t
think anything of the speed of completion. A
fter all
,
she went to his bed a virgin and emerged a grown woman.

Asher stepped in front of him bringing him back to the pres
ent. "Stop glaring at her! What the hell is your problem
?" Asher snapped at him.

"Sorry Ash
,
I
have
shit to do
at the ranch before night fall
.
I also have a conference call to New York
,
"
h
e said.

"So leave,
she'll
unders
tand."

"Yeah, okay
.
Are
you
staying much longer
?
"
Fisher needed
some fresh air and away from
the
oh-so tempting Claire
Hicks.

"
I want to speak with Claire privately whe
n I can get the chance, but then I am heading out
,
"
Ash
er
answered.

Fisher's
gut
tightened with unnamed emotion. He knew this day was
coming;
it was only a matter of time before she came home, but he still
wasn't
ready.
He had the
possessive
feeling in the
pit
of his stomach.
He’d
always had it when it came to her.
He would be damned if Asher got in the way again.
He
clenched
his hands
into a ball
before he realized what he was doing.
He desperately needed a distraction.

"
You
know what?
Never mind
. I think
I might
go
out tonight,
"
Fisher snapped.
             

"Okay man, later,
"
Asher threw at him as he
made his
way
across the room.

As he watched Ash
make
his way to Claire, he made his way to his parents
,
wish
ing
the
m a
pleasant
evening
before he left, careful to avoid Claire or her sisters.

Fisher hauled ass out of there
before he could do something
dumb
,
like
yank
her
down
on the
floor
and
fuck her brains out. Shit, that was not the mental
imag
e
that he wanted in his hea
d right now. It
didn’t
help
that he
lived two minutes from her h
ouse. He prayed to god
she
wasn’t
going to stick around
the small town
.
If Asher had any intention of hooking back up with her, he
would kill him. Call him a
possessive
idiot
,
but he
didn’t
care. He slammed the door on the way inside
his house
and threw him
self
at the gym equipment in the back room. It was the only thing that could
exhaust
him at the moment.

About an hour later,
Fisher heard someone driving up his
drive
way, throwing some cleaner clothes on, he fully expected it to be his parents returning home. He almost bit his lip from all the curses that were flying out of his
mouth
when he saw
Lexie’s Land Rover
. He knew full well that it was Claire.
Could
his
day
get any worse? He spent an hour getting rid of his sexual frustration, just to
have
his dick hard again. He counted up to two hundred by the time she got out of her
vehicle
and sauntered up to his door
.