Love Under the Western Skies

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I was stunned. Madison was fucking gorgeous.

Blonde wavy hair that fell to her midback, stunning blue eyes, and I have to live in the same house as her for the foreseeable future. She was off limits, but god damn was she nice to look at. Rhett made a babbling noise that brought Madison and me away from our staring, she shot backward while I reached down to grab my son from the playpen. "You must be my babysitter."

"Unfortunately," She replied, standing up to dust the dirt off her leggings, she's gonna love ranch life, "Madison."

"Yeah, daddy told me all about you," I turned on my heel, walking up to the house, "you comin' princess?"

"Don't call me that," Madison snapped and I smirked, shaking my head. The girl does have some bite to her. I heard her footsteps behind me while I pushed open the door, letting her walk in first because while I'm an asshole I'm a gentleman still, "It's just Madison to you."

"Noted," I replied, walking over to Rhett's playmate and setting him on it, dumping his toys out on the floor around him, "I don't need a babysitter, I appreciate Nash sending ya out, but I can handle shit alone, I'll get you a ticket and you can take yourself back to New York," I scanned her body and the clothing covering it, there's no way she's cut out for this kind of lifestyle, "or wherever the hell you came from."

"No can do pal, I'm here so you don't fuck up your life any more than you have," I bristled because she was right, "Ariat's only keeping their sponsorship with you because you have someone keeping you on a leash," Madison looked down to the child on the floor, her eyes flaring for a minute, "and because he loves me, you got my childhood friend pregnant asshole, so you'll sit down, shut up, and keep your pretty self in check," she paused for a minute, straightening her spine, "and I'm not from New York, I'm from Texas."

"Sorry couldn't tell by the outfit."

Her lips thinned out, "Listen here asshole, I'm not any more excited to be here, I didn't ask for this, I just know better than to argue with my father, I didn't get asked, I got told. I had less than a month to move out of my apartment and put my shit into storage, and I've been traveling all fucking day so the better you behave the faster I can get the hell out of here, and away from you," she pulled a stack of papers out of her bag, slapping them to my chest with a force I wasn't prepared for, "Sign these and leave them at my door, I'll take them to town tomorrow, where's my room?"

I pointed over my shoulder, she would be staying in the apartment over the garage, it gave us both the privacy we needed. "What is this?"

"Your dairy sponsorship," the bag was picked up from the floor, and she was out of the living room before I could even process it.

Rhett's bottom lip jutted out at her departure and I sighed, kneeling on the floor next to him, "Oh c'mon son, you don't even know her, you can't be that sad she's gone," I wiped at some dirt on his chin, "she's pretty, I know but we gotta stick together," I put the papers beside me, lifting Rhett so he was standing on my knees, "why don't we go ride a horse? Yeah?" When his smile reappeared I chuckled, lifting him so he rested on my hip and walking towards the front door. I was grabbing Rhett's helmet when my phone buzzed in my back pocket, a quiet groan left my mouth when I saw Nash's number with a new text.

Nash: Don't be a dick to my princess

Me: I would never

Nash: She doesn't lie to me, kid, be nice

Me: Won't do it again

Daddy's princess likes to run her mouth it seems, maybe I should have her sign one of those NDAs they're so keen on making every other female sign. With a sigh I placed Rhett on the bench, kneeling down to place on his helmet, checking the straps to make sure it was secure. I may risk my life on a daily basis, but my son had his whole life ahead of him, and I'll be damned if a hair on his head gets moved when I can prevent it.