Chapter 10

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Gosh I am so tired of people getting cut off. There's something they all are not telling me and it's only happens when they talk about Bo and I. Was there a Bo and I. No there couldn't be I mean I can't remember some nights and that the only time we actually hung out but still I would remember these things. Right? Well I'm going to the primary source to get some real answers.

"Um it was long and boring. I gotta go talk to Bo I'll be right back." I went out the back doors and went straight to where I saw him last. He wasn't there. I tried the barn. Not there. Lastly I checked the stable not there. I tacked up Lucky to go look for him. Blaze was gone too.

The first place I checked was his house. In the garage, storage building, and the hay loft, which wasn't a hay aloft anymore. Instead it looked like a little apartment. It had a bathroom, kitchen , living room and even a place for the bed. This whole places used to be full of hay.

"Probably because it's a hay loft." I jerked around and there standing in the door way was Bo.

"Did I say that out loud oh sorry. Actually I'm not sorry what the heck is going on. This place used to be where we hid from your parents. Now I see no hiding spots." I said looking everywhere. He still looked the same hot and sweaty and shirtless.

"Well that's because I live here." He answered my apparent question.

"You live here. Wow I never would of pictured this."

"Well what would you picture me in a suit and tie living in New York calling a taxi?"

"No, but I definitely didn't picture this. Maybe a farm of your own and Blaze staying in your own stable." I smiled a little at his thought. He probably expected that to me when I came back. "I actually was looking for you I have a couple of questions."

He leaned up against the barn door. "Okay lay it on me." Oh trust me I want to.

"Well first off why is blaze in my stable?"

"I work there and I ride him to work."

"Why?"

"Because my trucks broke."

"No why do you work for my uncle?"

"Why not he's nice and this place needed help ever since you left." Ouch.

"Okay then why don't you stay at my uncles?" He moved forward towards me.

"Because I still help my parents. Why?"

"I'm just curious." He gets closer and I step back I don't know why, I'm not scared of him.

"Well it's sounds like an invitation."

"What does?"

"Living at your uncles." He's really close now.

"Did we have a thing when I lived here?" All of a sudden the walking stopped I hit the couch and his eyes lost there intimidating seductive look and changed to a wounded deer.

"Do you remember that?"

"I honestly don't remember much just our usual stuff hanging out and riding near the pond." He took a step back.

"Then no we've just been friends for ten years." He turned to walk out.

"10? Aren't we still friends?" I felt a trickle coming. He turned and saw it then came up and hugged me.

"Yes of course we are." He reassured me. He smelt like the ranch sweet and airy and clean I didn't want to let go.

"Well I have to get back to work I'll see you around okay Mi-...Daisy?" Guess I have to.

"Yah definitely." I said pulling away. " I probably should get back to the ranch Jacksons alone with Brandy again."

"Brandy?" He asked helping me up on Lucky.

"Yah she's my friend I'll introduce you two but she's already got Jacksons on her eye sorry." I said grabbing the reins.

"Don't worry I got my eye on someone too."

"When we see each other again you tell me all about her okay?"

"Okay." He got on his horse and rode towards his pasture. I went the opposite direction.

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