The Boston Debutante (The Debutante Series Book 1) (6 page)

“Oh God Turk, I can’t do this. I think I am going to slide off of this saddle.”

“No you’re not Macy. Push your feet down in the stirrups and stand up.”

She did what he said.

“Now see, you have your balance. There is no way you can fall off as long as you keep both feet in the stirrups.

Ok this is how you lead a horse. These
reins are your steering wheel and brake.

When you pull on the left one the horse will turn left. 

When you pull on the right rein the horse will turn right. If you pull back on both reins the horse will stop but don’t jerk his head off. It takes very little pressure to get him to do what you want him to do.”

While he was telling her how to lead the horse she was looking directly in his eyes. It was kind of making him nervous. He wasn’t used to a pretty woman looking at him so intently.

Turk started forward but Macy’s horse just stood there.

“Turk you forgot to tell me where the gas
pedal is.” 

Turk laughed. “You kick Sam in the ribs and make a clicking noise with your mouth. Don’t kick him too hard though because that puts him in turbo and he takes off fast.”

She kicked the horse lightly in the side and he moved forward. 

She kept trying to hold the horn as she rode.

As she bounced on the saddle Turk amused himself by watching Macy bounce up and down. He knew she was taking a pounding.

“Macy put more pressure on your feet and you won’t bounce so hard.”

She looked at him and stiffened her legs a little. The bouncing subsided some and she felt a little more comfortable.

After they had ridden for a while Turk saw she was getting used to the horse.

“See there is nothing to it. You are doing great.”

Turk, complementing her made her feel good so she got a big smile on her face.

“I think you know enough now to ride. Let’s put the horses up and go inside for supper.”

Turk got off his horse and gave Macy a hand dismounting. 

She threw her right foot over the saddle as Turk put his hands on her thin waist and let her slide slowly down into his arms.

He hadn’t thought anything about it until he smelled her perfume and the clean aroma of her hair. Having a beautiful woman against his chest sent all kinds of feelings surging through his body all of a sudden. He held her like that for a second savoring the moment while he took in her aroma and the softness of her body against his. She felt so soft against his body he didn’t want to let go of her.
Her breasts and hips were pressed tight against his body. He could feel his erection growing. In another second he was going to be poking straight out if he didn’t let go. Her big blue eyes had locked on his. He was sure she could feel him growing. 

He didn’t want to have those kinds of feelings about Macy but holding her felt so good to him.

As they were standing there he glanced up and spotted Miss Maude watching from the gate.

Macy didn’t know why he was holding her up but she figured he was just trying to be careful with her.

He stood her on the ground with his eyes still looking in hers. He finally released Macy and stepped away rapidly. Then he took the reins of both horses and led them out the gate to the barn. 

Macy walked over to her aunt Maude.

“Well Macy you just made Turks day.”

Macy looked at her puzzled. 

“What do you mean?” 

“He was really enjoying holding you just now. That’s why he didn’t put you down right away. I could see it all the way over here.” 

Macy got a funny look on her face and said, “I thought he was holding me a little long. I should have slapped him. I thought he was just trying to make up for being such an ass.”

“No, no Macy, if a man shows you attention like that you should enjoy it not try to slap his face. Turk is a very strong man but he is real sensitive when it comes to girls, especially pretty girls like you. He would have been devastated if you had slapped him.

Every time he got interested in a girl they ended up breaking his heart, so he is kind of afraid of pretty girls like you but I can guarantee you if you let him he will treat you like a queen. He is just that way about girls he likes.”

They walked in the house and sat down on the couch to talk. Macy hadn’t had a chance to visit with her Aunt since arriving and she had a lot to talk about.

Turk came through the door and said, “I’m going to bed. We have got to get an early start in the morning.”

Maude thought it was kind of funny he was going to bed and it wasn’t even dark outside. He hadn’t even eaten yet.

He smiled at Macy and disappeared up the stairway.

Turk went straight to the shower to cool off. Holding Macy had gotten him rattled.

Maude, Megan and Macy sat up late talking about family. 

Megan and Maude spent most of their time talking up Turk to Macy. They really wanted Macy and Turk to hit it off but Macy just couldn’t understand why. 

Their whole plans depended on them getting together.

The next morning Turk woke Megan up and then went to Macy’s room to get her up. When he opened the door Macy was lying on her stomach out from under the covers.  She had on a pair of silk shortie pajamas.

The whole room was starting to smell of the perfume he had smelled her wearing yesterday.

              Diamond jewelry was hanging from everything that jewelry could be hung from. 

He closed the door, said, “Damn that’s one fine looking woman” and went back to Megan’s room. She was in her underwear and bra when he crashed in the door.

“Turk don’t you know how to knock? I am not exactly dressed.” 

He looked at her realizing she was standing there in her bra and panties.

“Sorry Megan, I need you to wake Macy up.  She isn’t dressed either.” 

Megan could tell from the look on his face that what he had seen really shook him up. 

She grinned at him and said, “Ok, you better be glade you didn’t wake her up. She would have gone mad if she knew you saw her like that.”

“Megan doesn’t anyone sleep in clothes around here
anymore?”

“No Turk. We are expecting a man to break in on us.”

Megan finished getting dressed.

She grabbed a spare pair of shorts and went to wake Macy up.

When she walked in she saw what had Turk all shook.

Macy was laying on the bed with her top pulled up high exposing her back and the upper part of her hips.

One of her shorts legs had ridden up exposing one side of her butt cheeks. Her hair was covering her face.

“Macy, you better get up. Turk is chomping at the bit to get on the trail. We don’t want to hold him up. He gets irritable.”

When Macy was awake she handed Macy the shorts and said, “Put these on. They will be cooler for you on the trail.”

Macy looked at the shorts.

“There’s no way I am going to wear these shorts in front of those men. I don’t expose myself like that around men.”

Megan replied, “These men are used to seeing shorts around here. If you don’t put them on you are going to be sorry. That heat is murder and while we are talking about heat you will be better off without a bra. They rub you raw under your boobs when you sweat.”

The thought of getting all sweaty and dirty didn’t appeal to Macy at all.

Macy pulled her pajamas
off and slipped on the shorts. 

Megan looked at her and said, “Perfect fit. You’ll drive Turk crazy.”

They fit Macy just a little tighter than they did on Megan.

Macy replied, “I don’t want to drive Turk crazy. I don’t want any man looking at me like I am some kind of rare steak waiting to be chomped on.” 

Megan laughed, “Boy I have my work cut out for me teaching you how to flirt with men. Before you leave here I am going to make you a real cowgirl.”

“Megan I don’t want to be
a cowgirl and flirt with men. If they want my attention they have to work at it.

It sounds like I am the one that needs to teach you a little etiquette.

               CHAPTER IV

        FIRST RIDE ON THE RANGE

The air was crisp as they walked out to the stables before daylight.

Turk was already at the stables and was working with the other men loading their supplies when Megan and Macy walked in. 

Macy stood at the door watching the men as one at a time looked at her standing there. 

Megan walked over to Turk and said in a soft voice,

“Man Turk I saw what got you so all shook up this morning.  I would die for that body. Her skin is so soft and smooth looking and she doesn’t have an ounce of fat on her. If I were a man I would have been all over that. I bet you thought about it?” 

She knew that telling him that would help peak his interest in Macy. 

“Tell me Megan, are those boobs all hers?” 

“You better believe they are all her.”

Turk looked over at Macy. She was still standing at the door staring at them. 

When he saw her, his hands began to shake while he was tying the saddlebags down. It seemed like he was all fumbles with his fingers.

“Damn I have got to quite letting her affect me like that,” he was thinking to himself. She is just a stuck up snob.

Megan saw his reaction and laughed to herself, “This is going to be easy. He’s all shook over her and he don’t even know he likes her yet.”

Turk knew right then it was going to be hard for him to ignore her. She looked so damn good standing there in those shorts.

The first thing that happened for the day was Macy’s demand that Turk help her up on her horse. She wanted his touch of security before she mounted her horse.

Turk had put a little longer stirrup strap on so he looked at her and replied, “Miss prissy you are going to have to learn to get on your horse by yourself.

I won’t always be around when you need to get on a horse. The straps I put on the stirrups should be plenty long enough for you to reach.”

“If you don’t help me Turk I am not going,” she said to him while resting her hands on her hips. Megan couldn’t understand why he was acting that way.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to help her he was just afraid of getting that close to her the way she was dressed. He was afraid he would say or do something and embarrass himself.

With the way she was dressed and the way she looked Megan didn’t see how any man could say no to her. The western shirt partly unbuttoned with no bra, the short cutoffs, her cowgirl boots and the white Stetson on her pony-tailed head was a picture for a glamour magazine.

Tracy started over to her and Turk stopped him. “Tracy she has to learn to do this for herself.”

Turk spoke up, “If you don’t want to go, I don’t care but we have to leave. The sun is coming up and it is a long ride.”

Macy stormed into the house while Turk watched her wiggling butt. She was really hot in those shorts and Turk liked what he saw.

Turk could hear shouting in the house as Macy tried to convince her Aunt that she shouldn’t go.

He smiled to the other men.

“She is wasting her breath. She should be out any second.”

Sure enough the door flew open and Macy came storming out.

She stomped over to her horse and jumped for the saddle horn.

Her foot missed the stirrup and she hit her face on the saddle. She fell to the ground with her lip bleeding.

The men busted out laughing. She got up and tried again to no avail.

Macy’s face turned bright red and tears formed in her eyes as blood trickled down her chin. She looked over at Turk with a helpless look in her eyes. She couldn’t understand why he was treating her like that. He had been so nice to her in the corral yesterday.             

Turk seeing that she had blood running down her chin from her lip walked over to her.

“Macy, I showed you how to do this yesterday now grab the saddle horn.”

She reached up and got the saddle horn in one hand.

He placed her foot in the stirrup and put his hands on her upper thigh to push her up. She didn’t like his hand on her the back of her upper thigh. She was hoping he was going to pick her up like he did yesterday.

His fingers accidentally slipped under the leg of the shorts onto the bare skin of her cheek. Immediately it frightened and shocked Macy.

She slapped him from a natural reaction to where his hand was.

He let go of her and she fell off the horse again this time hurting her arm on the stirrup.

Turk looked down at her tear soaked face and said, “I tried to help you and I get slapped. Well you little bitch you can figure out how to get on that nag all by yourself. We’re leaving with or without you.”