By barbara.wilkey
Chapter 1
Cordero Ortiz searched the hallway as he adjusted his bandana. Where'd that mangy mutt go? Noticing the guest bedroom door ajar, he frowned. "He didn't?"
After he knocked and didn't receive an answer, he peeked inside and entered. "Get off her bed! Tonia's daughter's staying in here." He sniffed as he grabbed Samson's collar. That smell. It's jasmine. Maybe you like jasmine.
Alexandra Black entered from the bathroom, wearing only a towel. Her piercing blue eyes glared. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" She pointed at the large dog. "What's he doing on my bed?"
Cordero pulled Samson from the bed. "I'm getting him out of your room. He shouldn't be here."
She held the towel. "Neither should you."
His stare crept from her feet to her face and grinned. "You're right about that. This cowboy hasn't seen anything look this good for a long time, if ever." Before he turned toward the door, he grabbed the bedspread. "It's covered with dog hair. I'll have Mom get a fresh one. See you at breakfast."
"Shut the door!" Alexandra exhaled. So he's Rosa's son.
*****
When Alexandra entered the dining room, Rosa smiled and put her arm around Cordero. "Late last night our son came home. Alexandra, I'd like you to meet Cordero. He goes by Cord. He only lives down the gravel road, but he'll be staying here a few days. He and his dad need to handle some ranch business."
Cordero offered his hand. "We've met, but not officially. I finally get to put a name with that pretty face." He faced his mom. "Yesterday we met in front of the coffee shop. She thought Samson was a bear. He scared her, and she danced with a Yucca." He glanced at the Band-Aid he'd placed on her. "How's your wrist?"
She put her hand over it. "It's fine."
He petted the large dog's head. "Just a few minutes ago, I chased Samson from her bedroom. I think he has a crush on her."
Cordero's dad, Jorge walked in. "I can see why." He roughed up Samson's ears. "You have good taste in women." As he sat at the table, he added, "Yesterday after I picked her up from our city's airport, I needed some specialty screws so took her to the coffee shop while I went down the street to the hardware store." He sipped his coffee. "Samson's a Newfoundland. He does resemble a bear."
Rosa sat beside her husband. "At least having him around, I don't need to worry about the pool being used."
Cordero petted his dog's head. "Mom, you know you love him."
Jorge helped himself to some homemade tortillas. "Alexandra, Newfoundland's are notorious swimmers." He lifted Samson's right front paw. "He even has partial webbing between his toes. If you want to swim, just be aware he might join you."
She smiled.
While they ate and visited, Cordero sipped coffee as his striking deep brown eyes met Alexandra's. "I'm curious. From the time we were little our moms always referred to you as Ali. What's the story behind you being called Alexandra?"
"I...uh..."
"Cord, Alexandra's her given name," interrupted Rosa as she glared at her son.
"I know, but her whole life she's been Ali."
"Rosa, digale que no ahora," said Jorge.
Cordero faced his dad. "Did you forget I'm fluent in Spanish? The only person here who may not be is our guest." He faced Alexandra. "He told Mom to tell me not now." He took a bite of eggs.
Moisture welled in Alexandra's eyes as she left the table. "Excuse me. I need some air." She opened the glass sliding door and went outside.
Rosa stood. "I'll go after her."
Cordero patted his mom's arm. "I upset her. I'll go." He studied her sitting on a bench and took some tissues. "I'll probably need these." On the way out, he grabbed a jacket. "Mom, will you set a thermos of coffee and two cups on the outside table?"
As Cordero got close to Alexandra, she turned her head away and dried the tears streaming down her cheeks.
Placing the jacket around her shoulders, Cordero inhaled. There's that jasmine again. "You don't need to hide your tears. A few tears are nothing compared to this morning's towel incident." He grinned. "Please understand, I'm not complaining. I enjoy a pretty lady as much as the next guy."
Alexandra nodded as she pulled the jacket around her.
"I know it's too big, but it's the one I had easiest access to. March morning air in Alpine's cool. Right now it's about fifty degrees. It'll be close to eighty by mid-afternoon." He went back to the patio table, grabbed the thermos and cups, and then poured her a cup. "This will warm you. Is it all right if I sit?"
Alexandra accepted the cup and scooted over.
Cordero sat and then sipped coffee. There was silence, before he continued, "Mom said you're here because you're mending a broken heart. Evidently, changing what you're called has something to do with that relationship. I'm sorry."
When she didn't respond, he said, "It might help if you discuss it instead of keeping it bottled inside." He took a drink. "I know we've just met, but our moms have talked about you so much, I feel I know you. Hopefully, they discussed me and you feel the same."
Again, no response.
"You're a quiet one, that's for sure." After a few moments and more coffee, Cordero said, "I've been told I'm a good listener. If you'd like, I could give you a man's perspective on the situation. Not sure if it'd help." He refilled his cup. "Or we could sit here in silence. That's another option."
As silence continued, Cordero fingered his cup. "Have I mentioned I'm sorry I upset you?"
"You've already apologized. I accepted it." Alexandra wiped a tear threatening to escape.
Cordero handed her a tissue. "I brought extra in case you needed them."
"Thank you. That was thoughtful."
"I have moments."
"You don't need to stay. I don't need a chaperone."
"I'm not here as a chaperone. I'm here because you're hurting and I'm to blame."
Alexandra tilted her head. "I'm not blaming you for anything." She hesitated. "Except being a man."
"I can't change that, but I am the one who asked about your name change."
"You're not my ex-fiance who I brought a surprise Valentine's dinner to and caught in bed, or I should say naked on the couch with another woman," her volume rose.
"I'm pretty sure I'm not that man." Cordero faced her. "That man did you wrong. You didn't deserve it. He's not worth shedding tears over."
Cordero got up. "I need more coffee." He adjusted the jacket around her. "Are you warm enough?" After she nodded, he went inside.
A few moments later, Cordero returned and sat. "Let's pretend you're not a nice person." When she glared, he held up a hand. "I said pretend." For effect, he hesitated. "So you're not a good person, and this guy didn't want to be engaged any longer. A decent man would've broken up, not bed other women." He watched for a reaction. Not getting one, he continued, "The problem's not you. He's the one with a character flaw."
Alexandra swallowed. "Maybe."
"There's no maybe to it. A man who does something like that can't be trusted."
Cordero turned when he heard, "Boss, sorry to interrupt. Got a minute?"
He stood but addressed Alexandra, "I'll be right back."
After talking with Bob, Cordero said, "I'm sorry. I need to handle something. Can we put this talk on hold? I'm staying for a few days. Dad and I need to work together on a few ranch problems." When Alexandra faced him, he used his thumb and dried her cheek. "Promise no tears until I return."
"I don't make promises I can't keep."
Nodding, Cordero said, "That's good to know. Try okay?"
She nodded.
"You sure don't say much. I'll see you at dinner." He turned to leave.
As he started inside, Alexandra hurried to him. "Cord, your jacket. Thank you, but you might need it."
His eyes met hers as he accepted it. "I could've found another. Sure you won't need it."
She nodded.
He grinned. "Never met a quiet lawyer before."
*****
That evening Cordero arrived after dinner had started. He hugged his mom. "Sorry, I'm late."
Rosa smiled. "I'm sure you have a good excuse."
He glanced at his dad. "We'll discuss it later."
Cordero grinned at Alexandra. "How was your day?"
"I...a..."
"Alexandra helped me around the house," interrupted Rosa.
Pointing his fork at Alexandra, he said, "I got to thinking." He moved the tablecloth and glanced under the table. "Thought so. Tomorrow's what Thursday? Maybe you and Mom can go shopping and get you some ranch clothes. You're not in New York City. Those stilettos and fancy duds won't make it around here." He grinned. "You do look really nice, and I'm sure they cost a pretty penny. The clothes aren't serviceable. I was thinking I could teach you to ride. Ever been on a horse?"
Cordero opened his wallet and took out some cash. "Maybe this will help."
Alexandra cleared her throat. "I can afford my own clothes."
"I'm sure you can, but since it's my idea I thought maybe I should pay."
"It won't be necessary."
He took a bite and chewed slowly before he tilted his head. "The clothes won't be necessary or the money?"
"Rosa, if you have time tomorrow..."
"I'd love to take you shopping," interrupted Rosa. "It's one of your mom's and my favorite activities."
Cordero pressed keys on his phone. "Bob, would you bring Dolly and Chip to the main house?" He listened. "I think Alexandra can ride Dolly. She's pretty docile." After he hung up, he faced his dad. "I'll bed those two in the barn by the house. There's enough hay and feed for a couple of days. I'll see more's brought up."
"Sounds like a plan. Make sure Jim knows about the horses. Also Otto and Klaus will be returning in a few days, possibly tomorrow." After Cordero nodded, Jorge's eyes met Alexandra's. "Your mom rides Lola, but I'm not sure you're ready. Cord will have you riding in no time."
Just as dinner ended, Cordero received a phone call. He stepped away from the table and took it. When he returned, he sighed. "Dad, we need to talk."
Jorge took his last bite. "Sorry, ladies." He kissed Rosa's cheek. "Another great meal."
After Rosa stood, Alexandra joined her. "I'll help with dishes."
*****
Later that evening Alexandra entered the kitchen. When she saw Cordero at the counter, she turned to leave.
"Alexandra, you don't need to go. What'd you come in for?"
"It's not important."
"You're welcome to get whatever you want. I'm sure Mom explained that."
"She did, during the house tour, but..."
"But nothing," interrupted Cordero. He glanced at the bananas. "I'm making a banana split. Would you like one?"
'Sounds good, but..."
Cordero shook his head. "I'm an expert banana split maker." He took a large bowl from the cupboard and then handed her the bananas and a knife. "Mind slicing these?" He went to the freezer and got vanilla bean ice cream.
When she finished, she pointed at the bowl. "Should I put them in here?"
Nodding, he said, "Yes. We're a little short on ice cream, so we'll make one big bowl." When Alexandra's eyebrows rose, Cordero grinned. "I guess you never ate from one bowl before?"
"I have not."
Chuckling, he continued, "To be honest neither have I, but it sounds like an okay idea. We'll have separate spoons."
Cordero loaded ice cream on top of the bananas and then opened the refrigerator. "I like chocolate and caramel on mine. How about you?"
"Sounds good."
"Nuts, whipped cream, and berries?"
"Of course."
After he finished, Cordero lifted the bowl. "Grab two spoons and follow me. I know the perfect place to eat this."
He led her to a screened patio. After setting the bowl on a table, he said, "I'll be right back."
Cordero returned with his jacket. "It gets cool once the sun goes down."
"I'm wearing your jacket more than you. I did bring jackets and sweaters."
"I'm sure you did, but this one's close." He held it while she slipped in her arms. As she did, Cordero inhaled. "Your perfume's nice. What's it called?"
"Baccarat Rouge 540 Eau de Parfum."
Chuckling, Cordero said, "Of course. It means nothing to this cowboy. It must be expensive with a name like that." He held her chair as she sat.
"I'm surprised you like it."
"It's unmistakable, that's for sure." Cordero accepted the offered spoon. "Dig in." He took a bite. "It's good." Watching Alexandra for a moment, he added, "Help yourself. I promise not to bite, and there's way more than I can eat."
Alexandra dipped her spoon in the bowl. Her ice cream dripped with chocolate and caramel. "This looks really good." She put it in her mouth. "It is." She glanced to her right and pointed. "Did you see that? A shooting star."
"No, but I hope you made a wish. This is one of my favorite star watching places."
"You have more than one?"
"I do. Hopefully, I'll get a chance to show you the others." Cordero watched her as he spooned more ice cream into his mouth.
"That would be nice." Alexandra scanned the outside area. "Alpine's pretty, but what's it like living here? Mom said there are only about six thousand people."
"Are you asking if there are things to do?" After she nodded, Cordero continued, "I find lots to do. We don't have fancy museums, but we have beautiful nature. You don't need to go to a zoo. We have all the wildlife you could want. We have taverns for drinking and dancing. There are good restaurants." He grinned. "We even have a drive-in theater."
"Are you teasing?"
"I'm answering your question as honestly as I can." Taking another bite of ice cream, he said, "While you're visiting, why don't I take you to some of our social events and you can judge for yourself?"
"Maybe, but I've heard rumors that a lot more goes on at drive-in theaters than watching a movie."
Chuckling, Cordero continued, "I can promise nothing like that will happen. I meant taking you as a big brother/friend."
"Then I'd like to go." Alexandra glanced at her ringing phone and flipped it over. She closed her eyes, exhaled, and then stared off in the distance.
Cordero moved her hand from the phone and glanced at it. "Is Alan the man who broke your heart?" After she wiped an escaped tear, he continued, "How often does he call?" She didn't answer. "What's your passcode?"
Silence.
"I'm trying to help."
"Zero, six, nineteen, ninety-one."
He typed it in. "You shouldn't use your birthday as a passcode."
"How do you know...?"
"I'm exactly two weeks older than you," interrupted Cordero. He searched her phone. "He's called or texted twenty-one times today. Have you told him to stop?"
Alexandra nodded. "The first time he called I told him to never call or text again. I never answered since, but he still does. I've never replied to his text."
Cordero clicked some buttons and handed back her phone. "You don't need to worry about him bothering you. I've blocked his number."
"Won't that make him angry?"
"Probably. Why do you care?" Cordero studied her. "Are you worried...?" He placed his hand over hers. "I won't allow him to hurt you. I promise." Samson nuzzled his head onto her lap. "He won't either."
"Thank you."
"Does he know you're here?"
"I don't think so, but at some point I'll need to return home."
Cordero's eyes twinkled. "Unless you like our night life so much you decide to stay."
"I doubt there are any opportunities for a corporate lawyer in Alpine."
"You might be surprised," he teased. Glancing at his watch, he stood. "It's getting late. I'll walk you to your room."
"You don't need to."
"I try to be a gentleman and that's what we do."
She smiled. "Okay, then." At her bedroom door, her cheeks tinged pink. "Thank you."
Cordero winked. "You're welcome." He petted Samson, who'd followed. "Tonight you need to stay in my room."
Thank you George Strait and Sheryl Crow "When Did you Stop Loving Me?"
| Author Notes |
I did not include the accent for the Spanish or for fiance because of formatting issues.
Thank you google images for artwork of a broken heart. This is my new novel. I haven't decided if I should start posting the rest before I finish my current novel or not. I'm leaning toward going ahead and posting it. On chapter 2 I'll add a character list. Thank you for the help with those small words I tend to omit. Your support of my writing means a lot to me. Again, thank you. Nothing helps a broken heart, like someone wonderful giving you theirs. Will Cordero give his heart to Alexandra? If he does, will she accept it? |
By barbara.wilkey
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
"I'm answering your question as honestly as I can." Taking another bite of ice cream, he said, "While you're visiting, why don't I take you to some of our social events and you can judge for yourself?"
"Maybe, but I've heard rumors that a lot more goes on at drive-in theaters than watching a movie."
Chuckling, Cordero continued, "I can promise nothing like that will happen. I meant taking you as a big brother/friend."
"Then I'd like to go." Alexandra glanced at her ringing phone and flipped it over. She closed her eyes, exhaled, and then stared off in the distance.
Cordero moved her hand from the phone and glanced at it. "Is Alan the man who broke your heart?" After she wiped an escaped tear, he continued, "How often does he call?" She didn't answer. "What's your passcode?"
Silence.
"I'm trying to help."
"Zero, six, nineteen, ninety-one."
He typed it in. "You shouldn't use your birthday as a passcode."
"How do you know...?"
"I'm exactly two weeks older than you," interrupted Cordero. He searched her phone. "He's called or texted twenty-one times today. Have you told him to stop?"
Alexandra nodded. "The first time he called I told him to never call or text again. I never answered since, but he still does. I've never replied to his text."
Cordero clicked some buttons and handed back her phone. "You don't need to worry about him bothering you. I've blocked his number."
"Won't that make him angry?"
"Probably. Why do you care?" Cordero studied her. "Are you worried...?" He placed his hand over hers. "I won't allow him to hurt you. I promise." Samson nuzzled his head onto her lap. "He won't either."
"Thank you."
"Does he know you're here?"
"I don't think so, but at some point I'll need to return home."
Cordero's eyes twinkled. "Unless you like our night life so much you decide to stay."
"I doubt there are any opportunities for a corporate lawyer in Alpine."
"You might be surprised," he teased. Glancing at his watch, he stood. "It's getting late. I'll walk you to your room."
"You don't need to."
"I try to be a gentleman and that's what we do."
She smiled. "Okay, then." At her bedroom door, her cheeks tinged pink. "Thank you."
Cordero winked. "You're welcome." He petted Samson, who'd followed. "Tonight you need to stay in my room."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 2
Thursday morning, Cordero entered the kitchen as his mom set the table.
Rosa glanced at her son. "Did you hear movement from Alexandra's room? I'm wondering if she's up."
"I'm sure she's sleeping in. It was pretty late when we finished talking last night. I glanced in when I couldn't find Samson."
His mom's hand flew over her mouth. "No?"
"Yep, he's in bed with her. I couldn't figure out how to get him without waking her." He glanced around. "Where's Dad?"
"Checking the barn. He wanted to make sure Dolly and Chip have everything they need. He'll be here in a few minutes. Pour yourself some coffee."
As they sat at the table, Rosa asked, "How's it going with Alexandra?"
"If you're asking, if we've made friends, I think so. She seems comfortable with me."
"Good."
"Mom, if you're attempting match-making. It won't work. I'm a cowboy and she's a big city lawyer. The two don't mix."
"Your dad and I made it work. Don't forget how much her mom loves it here."
"True, but Tonia goes back to New York City after every visit. I'm being realistic."
Jorge walked in. "What am I missing?"
"Nothing. Mom's being Mom." Cordero grinned.
He kissed his wife's cheek. "Of course, that's what she does best." He scanned the table. "I heard a rumor about breakfast."
Rosa stood. "It's ready. I didn't want it to get cold."
Before Rosa had breakfast on the table, Alexandra joined them. "Sorry, I overslept. I hope I didn't hold you up."
"Don't worry. Cord said you two were up late last night."
Alexandra's cheeks tinged pink.
"Mom?"
Rosa hugged Alexandra. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way. I'm glad you've made friends." She glanced at the table. "I'll get another pot of coffee started."
From the kitchen, Rosa called, "Cord, Samson's in the pool again."
Cordero shook his head. "Let him play."
Alexandra's eyebrows rose. "Is he safe?"
"That's what he does. He loves water. If you're in the pool, he might jump in and save you." As Alexandra watched out the back window, watching the dog, Cordero asked, "You're not a dog person, are you?"
"I have a Blue Point Siamese kitty, Lily. Mom's taking care of her."
Cordero put his hand over his chest. "Don't tell Samson. You'll break his heart."
Rosa went to the hutch and opened a drawer. "Here's a picture of Alexandra and Lily." She handed the photo to Cordero.
Cordero studied it before he commented, "Lily's pretty. You look happy. Your eyes are sparkling." He glanced at the back. "This says Ali and Lily. September 2020."
Rosa sipped coffee. "I remember that day as if it were yesterday. On that trip, I watched her in the courtroom and she won a big case. We were all going to celebrate, but her mom got called back to the office, so Ali, sorry, Alexandra and I went to Central Park for a picnic. We had a great time."
Alexandra laughed. "Only it rained."
"It sure did. According to some men's comments as we ran to the limousine, we won a few wet T-shirts contests."
His eyes widened as he grinned and glanced at Alexandra. "Wet T-shirt contests?"
Alexandra avoided eye contact. "Maybe."
Handing Alexandra the photo, Cordero continued, "You look like the girl next door. You're barefooted, wearing sweats, and a T-shirt. Your hair's in a ponytail and no make-up. Is this the real you or are you a high-society lady?" His eyes met hers as he waited for a response.
After swallowing a few times, Alexandra whispered, "I don't know anymore."
He took the picture back and studied it. "I hope while you're here you can decide." After he answered and hung up his ringing phone, he said, "I wish I could stay and finish this conversation, but I can't." He stood. "I'll see you ladies at dinner. Dad, can we talk?"
*****
After the men left, Rosa and Alexandra drank coffee and visited.
Rosa asked, "Any idea what you're shopping for?"
"For sure pajamas." When Rosa tilted her head, Alexandra continued, "Samson comes in my room, and Cord has come in to get him. I sleep in a nightshirt. It's probably not appropriate."
"Cord's a good man, but he's not a saint, and you're a beautiful young lady." She paused. "What else?"
"Not sure, maybe jeans, blouses, and of course boots. Anything else that catches my eye." She emptied her coffee cup.
Rosa stood. "Sounds like a plan. Let's get this mess cleaned up. We'll eat lunch in town. I know an adorable little diner."
*****
As Alexandra and Rosa finished making dinner, Jorge and Cordero walked to the kitchen and placed their cowboy hats on pegs.
A grin crossed Cordero's lips. "I see it but I don't believe it."
Rosa gave her son a warning glare.
He nodded in his mom's direction as he moved closer to Alexandra and held out his hand. "Good evening, my name's Cordero Ortiz. You resemble someone I met yesterday. Have we met?"
She accepted his hand. "I'm not sure. I'm Alexandra Black, but my friends call me Ali." She swallowed. "You may call me Ali."
"I'm glad to meet you."
She almost whispered, "I heard a rumor you're the person to talk to about learning to ride a horse."
"Ma'am, you heard right. How about after dinner we go to the barn, and you can meet Dolly? I think you and her will get along." He faced his mom. "How long until we eat?"
"Less than five minutes."
*****
After dinner, Cordero grabbed his cowboy hat and grinned at Alexandra. "Ready to meet Dolly?"
She stood. "I am but give me a minute." She hurried to her bedroom.
When Alexandra returned, she held up a blue jean jacket. "I don't need to borrow yours."
Cordero chuckled. "Darn! I'm enjoying my jacket smelling like jasmine." He hesitated and sniffed the air. "Mom, do I smell brownies?"
Using two hot pads, Rosa held a baking dish. "You do. After they cool you can have some."
"While in town did you get more ice cream?"
"Of course."
Alexandra tilted her head. "I wondered why your mom bought so much ice cream. Now I know." She gently touched Cordero's shoulder. "You're an ice cream junkie."
He grabbed her hand. "Guilty. Let's meet Dolly."
"Wait!" Alexandra pulled her hand away. "One second." She turned and left."
Cordero removed his hat and sat. "We're never getting to the barn."
Moments later, Alexandra asked, "Ready?"
Standing Cordero grinned. "Like your hat."
"I heard I couldn't ride without one."
After adjusting it on her head, he added, "So, you're turning into a regular cowgirl, huh?"
"The verdict's still out."
He placed his hand on the small of her back. "Of course, it is."
Crickets, mockingbirds, owls, frogs, and cicadas could be heard.
"It's not quiet, is it?" asked Alexandra.
"Mother Nature at her finest. You're right, she's not quiet. You don't need to go to fancy concerts."
Cordero stopped. "Wait here. I forgot something." He jogged back to the house.
I didn't know it could be this dark. Alexandra glanced toward the barn and then turned toward the house. I'm half way between them.
An owl hooted.
She jumped and took a deep breath. I don't know what's in the barn. She turned, panicked, and bumped into someone. "Help!!"
A hand touched each of her shoulders. "It's okay."
Alexandra ran yelling, "Don't touch me!"
Cordero came from the house. "Ali?"
She pointed and took deep breaths. "A man!"
Jim said, "Sorry, Boss, I scared her."
Cordero embraced her. "It's okay." When his hug ended, he said, "This is Jim. He's a ranch hand and helps mainly around Mom and Dad's house, the main house. It's my fault. I should've introduced you and..." he stepped back and held up a bunch of carrots, "shouldn't have forgotten the carrots. Dolly likes carrots. I wanted you two to get off on the right foot."
Alexandra studied Jim. "I'm sorry. I'm from New York City. If a stranger touches you..."
"You'd be in danger," interrupted Jim. "I should've said something as I came up. I wasn't thinking." He held out his hand. "Can we start over? I'm Jim, and it's nice to meet you."
Alexandra accepted his hand. "I'm Alexandra. It's nice to meet you."
After a moment of silence, Cordero said, "Ready to meet Dolly?"
She nodded.
Jim rushed ahead, slid open the barn door, and waited for them to enter. "Your dad told me to have Dolly saddled by late morning."
Cordero's eyes met Alexandra's. "Think we can be ready around eight o'clock?"
"Maybe eight-thirty, I want to help Rosa with the dishes."
Cordero nodded. "Eight-thirty it is." He walked farther into the barn and pointed. "Ali..." He hesitated and waited. After she smiled, he continued, "Meet Dolly."
Dolly raised her head so Cordero could pet her muzzle. After a few moments, he took Alexandra's hand and led it to Dolly.
As she touched the horse, she said, "Her nose is soft. Almost like velvet."
"You're right. It's called a muzzle."
Jim put his hand on the gate. "Boss, you want me to let her out?"
"Let's wait and see how these two ladies get along." Cordero kept his hand flat and placed a carrot in it. "Watch."
Dolly took it.
"Want to try?"
Alexandra's eyes twinkled. "Yes."
Cordero used his hand as an example. "Hold yours like this." After she did, he placed a carrot in it.
Dolly reached over and took it.
"When feeding a horse, be sure your hand's flat. That way you won't risk missing fingers."
Smiling, Alexandra said, "Thank you for the advice." She reached over and petted Dolly's neck.
Dolly moved her head and nuzzled Alexandra's chest.
Alexandra stepped back a little. "She's strong."
"She is. Ready to see the whole horse or you want to wait until tomorrow?" After she answered, Cordero said, "Jim, open the gate and lead Dolly out." He took Alexandra's elbow and led her to the far side of the barn. "We'll wait here."
Once Dolly stood in the center, Cordero and Alexandra moved closer. Alexandra's eyes widened. "She's huge."
Jim petted her neck. "She's a decent height. Boss, what about sixteen hands tall?"
"I think officially she's fifteen and a half, a good size."
Jim still held the reins as he walked Dolly. He stopped and held them out. "Alexandra, would you like to walk her?"
Her eyes met Cordero's. "I don't know." She hesitated. "Can I?"
Cordero grinned. "Only if you want to."
Alexandra took the reins from Jim. "All I do is hold them and walk, right?"
"She'll follow your lead."
She led her from the barn. Once outside, she scanned the area. "How do I turn her?"
Coming closer, Cordero said, "Turn and continue to hold the reins. She'll follow.
Just inside the barn door, Alexandra stopped and petted Dolly's neck. "I think we'll get along great."
As Alexandra said that, her cowgirl hat lifted from her head. Her arm flew up and she turned. "What?"
Jim and Cordero laughed, as Cordero recovered the hat from Chip's mouth. "Ali, please meet Chip. He's mine and a stinker." He rubbed the horse's muzzle. "Weren't you getting any attention?" He held out a carrot, which the horse readily ate.
"He's gorgeous." Alexandra continued to stare. "What is he?"
"He's a blue roan appaloosa."
Jim chuckled. "Don't get your hopes up on riding this big guy. He has the typical 'Appy attitude'. He's stubborn, bullheaded and pushy." He glanced at Cordero. "How long has it been since he's bucked you off and left you to find your own way home?"
Cordero rubbed the back of his neck. "What? Maybe six months."
Alexandra tilted her head, "Then why do you ride him?"
When Cordero didn't answer, Jim said, "Because Boss is just as pigheaded as Chip. They have a standing contest to see who's going to win today?"
Attempting to hide her grin, Alexandra said, "I see." Her eyes met Cordero's. "I hope you win the majority of the time."
Cordero gave Chip another carrot. "He hasn't bucked me since. So the way I figure, I'm ahead."
Jim chuckled. "Or you're due to be bucked."
Putting his head on Chip's muzzle, Cordero said, "It's a game we play, right boy?"
Chip neighed.
"We have an understanding." Cordero put the cowgirl hat on Alexandra. "It looks at home here."
Pink covered her cheeks.
Cordero checked his ringing phone and clicked it off. "I'll call him back later." He glanced toward the house. "Do you think the brownies have cooled?"
"Are you hungry already?" asked Alexandra.
"Boss is always hungry," teased Jim.
Winking at Alexandra, Cordero answered, "Especially if there's ice cream."
"Go ahead. I'll put Dolly in her stall."
Alexandra faced Jim. "Can I?"
"Of course. Do you think Boss can keep from starving for a few more minutes?"
She studied Cordero. "Maybe, but we'd better hurry."
After Dolly was put away, Cordero put his hand in the small of Alexandra's back. "Ready for a brownie sundae delight?"
"Sounds delicious."
"Good we can eat at our favorite star glazing spot."
Thank you youtube for the use of this video.
Night Sounds in Central Texas
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz Hero, runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black Heroine, New York City corporate lawyer, is junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim One of the ranch foreman's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
| Author Notes | Thank you google images for a photo of a cowgirl. I'll probably post this novel on Saturday's until I complete Football, being posted on Sunday's. I will be posting entire chapters. I've started a character list, which I will add to as characters are introduced. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 4 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
Cordero checked his ringing phone and clicked it off. "I'll call him back later." He glanced toward the house. "Do you think the brownies have cooled?"
"Are you hungry already?" asked Alexandra.
"Boss is always hungry," teased Jim.
Winking at Alexandra, Cordero answered, "Especially if there's ice cream."
"Go ahead. I'll put Dolly in her stall."
Alexandra faced Jim. "Can I?"
"Of course. Do you think Boss can keep from starving for a few more minutes?"
She studied Cordero. "Maybe, but we'd better hurry."
After Dolly was put away, Cordero put his hand in the small of Alexandra's back. "Ready for a brownie sundae delight?"
"Sounds delicious."
"Good we can eat at our favorite star glazing spot."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 3a
Friday morning, Alexandra walked into the kitchen at the same time as Rosa. "Ali, you're up early. Is everything all right?"
"I'm excited about my first riding lesson." Alexandra turned as the front door opened.
Cordero, Jorge, and Bob walked in, as Cordero said, "After breakfast, I'll ride toward Marfa and look around. It'll take most of the day."
When Alexandra swallowed and went toward the kitchen, Cordero followed.
Alexandra stared out the glass sliding door. Hearing footsteps behind her, she turned. "I understand priorities. I can learn to ride another day."
"I'll rearrange..."
"Please don't."
Cordero stepped toward the hallway. "Dad, do you have time..."
"Already got it covered," interrupted Jorge and then chuckled. "All I had planned was to drink coffee and wait for Klaus' and Otto's return."
"Please don't change your schedule because of me."
Rosa hooked her arm through Alexandra's. "I think it's been settled. Help me with breakfast."
"But..."
"But nothing. Come on."
*****
After breakfast dishes were taken care of, Alexandra walked to the front door donning her cowgirl hat.
Cordero touched it. "I see you're ready." He pointed toward the barn. "Dolly's been asking for you."
Her blue eyes twinkled. "Really?"
"Of course," he teased as he cupped her elbow and led her outside.
Jim had Dolly already saddled. "Good morning. Are you ready to lead Dolly to the corral?"
She faced Cordero. "Can I?"
"Sure." He took Dolly's reins and handed them to her. "Repeat what you did last night."
Taking the reins, Alexandra walked Dolly from the back barn door to the corral.
Once outside, she smiled. "Now what?"
"Stand in the middle of the corral, hold the reins, guide her around you."
When a van parked in the lane and barking was heard, Cordero adjusted his cowboy hat to shield the sun.
Jim shook his head. "I'm guessing Otto and Klaus are back."
Dolly stopped, stared, and walked to the fence.
"What just happened? How do I stop her?" asked Alexandra.
Cordero took the reins and Dolly returned. "Like this. Otto and Klaus set you up."
Alexandra scrunched up her nose. "Who or what are Otto and Klaus?"
Two large German shepherds jumped the fence, wagged tails, and jumped on Cordero. "Whoa boys! I'm excited to see you, too, but you know jumping on people isn't allowed."
Alexandra's eyes widened. "Are these Otto and Klaus?"
"They are. They're Dad's pride and joy. In a herding competition, Klaus won second place and Otto third. Neither of them can beat LeRoy, a border collie. Don't you see how heartbroken they are?"
Alexandra tilted her head. "They look happy to me."
Chuckling Cordero continued, "They couldn't care less. By the way, they're always around but you may not notice them." He gave each dog one last pet. "Let's get you on Dolly."
Cordero adjusted a gel seat cushion. "This is so your rear end doesn't get sore." He handed her gloves. "Put these on. They'll help your hands and those fancy fingernails." As she did, he stood on Dolly's side. "We mount horses on the left, so stand here." He held out the stirrup. "Place your left foot here and pull yourself up by the saddle horn. As you do, swing your right leg over the horse."
Alexandra did but struggled getting her leg over Dolly.
"Mind if I help?" After she shook her head, Cordero lifted her by the waist and sat her in the saddle. "I'll adjust the stirrups to fit." When he finished, he said, "Now, you're in charge."
"That's scary."
He took the reins and led them around the corral. "I'll see how you do."
After watching for a few minutes, Cordero stopped and handed her the reins. "Sit straight. Posture's important. Hold the reins in one hand by your hip bone."
He watched as he said, "Learning to keep balance takes muscle memory and a lot of practice. You'll build muscle memory in your core and to hold your rear-end steady."
"I can do this."
With a grin, Cordero said, "I know you can. You're already doing great. We'll keep this up this morning. When you want to turn Dolly left gently pull back on the left rein. That puts pressure on the left side of the horse's mouth. Do the same if you want to go right."
She nodded. "How far back do I pull the reins? I don't want to hurt her."
"About an inch. As much pressure as you would pet a dog. Practice that and then we'll move on." Cordero walked alongside.
A little later, Cordero said. "We're ready to practice stopping." After a few moments, he said, "Pull back on the reins, saying, 'Whoa'. When the horse stops, release the pressure on the reins. Now you try."
The horse riding practice continued through the morning. Finally Cordero said, "Stop Dolly." After Alexandra stopped the horse, Cordero reached up to lift her off. "It's getting close to lunch. Maybe after lunch we can take a ride."
Alexandra's eyes widened. "Outside the corral?"
Cordero grinned. "Maybe."
*****
As they sat at the table Cordero asked, "Mom, have you heard anything from Dad?"
"He checked in about an hour ago, but hasn't seen anything."
Alexandra's eyes met Cordero. "If you're needed..."
"Dad's been doing this long before I was old enough to help," interrupted Cordero.
Rosa set food out for all three dogs. "Come on, boys. I know you're hungry."
Watching the three eat, Alexandra asked, "Samson has decided to sleep with me. Where do Klaus and Otto sleep?" She hesitated. "Are all three going to be in my bed? If so, could you put another bed in my room? I don't think we'll all fit."
Cordero chuckled. "Good point."
Rosa eyed her son. "Klaus and Otto are better trained than Samson. Samson's owner spoilt him rotten."
Alexandra eyes widened. "Cord, aren't you Samson's owner?"
He sipped his iced tea. "I plead the fifth."
Samson walked over and nuzzled his large furry head under Cordero's arm. "I know, big guy. Mom said bad things about you. Don't worry. I don't believe a word."
Passing Cordero a dishtowel, Rosa said, "Please wipe his mouth before he slobbers his lunch all over." She faced Alexandra, "His large jowls tend to hide food."
Smiling Alexandra said, "I see how trouble seems to follow him."
"See Mom, all Samson needs is a good lawyer," teased Cordero. "Ali, are you applying for the job?"
"I'm not sure even the best lawyer could keep him out of trouble, but I promise to try."
Rosa laughed. "Being his lawyer would be a full time job. All of us tend to overlook his many faults. Are you sure you're up for it."
Alexandra ruffled his ears. "I think maybe I can. His heart's in the right place."
"That's right his intentions are good." Cordero set his napkin beside his plate. "Ali, ready to practice some more?" His eyes widened and sparkled. "Maybe you can leave the corral."
She jumped. "Yes. Let's go."
"See you later, Mom." Cordero grabbed his hat and Alexandra's. He placed hers on her head, before he put his hand in the small of her back, and led her to the barn.
At the barn door, Cordero said, "Jim, we're ready for round two. After a few more rounds in the corral, we'll go for a short ride. Can you saddle Chip?"
"If he'll let me, Boss."
Cordero shook his head and chuckled. "No lawyer could keep him out of trouble."
Jim's eyebrows rose. "What Boss?"
"Never mind. Ali, lead Dolly to the corral."
Once in the corral, Alexandra led Dolly around a few time, before Cordero stopped her. "Ready to mount?" When she smiled, he nodded.
She went to the left side, put her left foot in the stirrup, and pulled herself up, partway.
Cordero grabbed her waist and lifted her. "I guess lawyers don't need much upper body strength."
"It'll come."
He adjusted his hat. "I'm sure it will." He grinned as he watched her ride around the corral. Finally he called, "Is Chip ready?"
Jim walked out and threw down his hat. "Boss, I'll watch the lady. You get your own horse. Are you sure you don't want to ride another one? We have plenty."
Over his shoulder, Cordero said, "Chip will do fine." Under his breath he muttered, "I hope."
After a while, Cordero hit his hat against his thigh getting the dust off, as he led Chip from the barn.
Jim chuckled. "I see he did the same hat trick with you. Sure it's a good idea to ride him while training somebody?"
"He'll behave or I'll send him to the meat market."
Chip neighed.
"You heard me, the meat market."
Alexandra rode over. "Does another one of your animals need a lawyer?"
"No lawyer can help this one. Not even a fancy, big city one," said Jim.
Cordero mounted. "Let's do this before he changes his mind." He faced Jim. "Will you open the gate?"
When they left the corral, Chip did a little dance. Cordero pulled his reins and calmed him down. "Thought so."
Alexandra's eyes widened. "Are you sure about this?"
"Yes, he's testing me. He'll be fine."
They rode for a few minutes in silence before Cordero pointed. "We're going over there. It's one of my favorite areas on the ranch."
"It's so peaceful out here."
"It is, but don't let the quiet fool you. It can be dangerous."
They continued until they reached the desired area.
As they sat on their horses overlooking a valley, Alexandra shielded her eyes. "I can't get over how beautiful it is.
"I have a few other favorite places I like to go just to get away."
"Would you share them with me?"
"I think that can be arranged. You've caught on to this horse riding pretty easy."
"I'll work on getting on by myself."
Before he could answer, his phone rang. "Sorry, I need to take this. I'll be right back." He got off Chip, secured him to a tree branch, and stepped away.
Alexandra watched him pacing and heard his raised voiced, although she didn't understand Spanish. She leaned over and petted Dolly's neck. "He's got business that needs his attention, not teaching me to ride. Come on, Dolly, let's go back."
*****
When Cordero glanced up from his phone, he noticed Alexandra and Dolly were gone. "No!" He untied Chip, mounted, and galloped to catch up. They must've headed back.
He caught up, grabbed Dolly's reins, and jumped off Chip. Reaching up, he lifted Alexandra from the horse and yelled, "What are you doing?" Before she could answer, he continued, "I told you to wait!" He glared at her. "You're cowering." He took a breath.
Alexandra swallowed. "You're angry."
"Yes, no! I'm not angry. I'm scared. Maybe a snake scared Dolly and she bucked. You haven't had enough experience to know how to handle it." He realized he still had his hands on her waist from lifting her down. "Sorry." He hesitated. "I'd never strike you. Why would you think that?"
She turned away.
"I'll give you a few minutes." He led both horses away.
Time passed before Alexandra walked up to the rock where Cordero sat. "I'm sorry. It looked like you were angry over your phone call. I thought you should've been taking care of business instead of teaching me to ride. Maybe if you had been there things wouldn't have been so bad. If I went back to the ranch, you'd be available ...."
He scooted over. "Have a seat. To start with I wanted to teach you to ride and was where I wanted to be." He breathed. "We have a rustler who's stealing our prize breeding bulls. We don't know who or how it's being done."
"That's a real thing?"
Cordero chuckled. "Yes, it's a real thing. We have some bulls that have great bloodlines and are really good at impregnating cows. When it's time to sell the offspring, we get top dollar. Bulls are coming up missing."
"Could it be wild animals?"
"There's no evidence of that. Dad rode out to the site to see if there are any tire marks or animal tracks. So far we have nothing." Cordero took her hand. "Promise me when we go riding again, you won't leave. You really scared me."
"You mean if we go riding again?"
"No, when we go riding again."
"I promise."
Thank you youtube for the video 'God Bless Texas'
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz Hero, runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black Heroine, New York City corporate lawyer, is junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim One of the ranch foreman's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
| Author Notes | thank you google images for a photo of a West Texas landscape. I'll probably post this novel on Saturday's until I complete Football. It's posted on Sunday. Chapter 3 was 4000 words so I broke it into two smaller posts. I learned from my mistake with Football. LOL Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 4 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
Cordero chuckled. "Yes, it's a real thing. We have some bulls that have great bloodlines and are really good at impregnating cows. When it's time to sell the offspring, we get top dollar. Bulls are coming up missing."
"Could it be wild animals?"
"There's no evidence of that. Dad rode out to the site to see if there are any tire marks or animal tracks. So far we have nothing." Cordero took her hand. "Promise me when we go riding again, you won't leave. You really scared me."
"You mean if we go riding again?"
"No, when we go riding again."
"I promise."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 3b
During dinner, Jorge took Rosa's hand. "When was the last time you and I went on a date?"
"If riding on the range causes me to get asked out, you'd better do it more often, old man," teased Rosa.
Cordero chuckled. "Dad, just ask."
"I was thinking about going to the horse auction."
"That's not the type of date I had in mind."
"But I heard about this little filly. I wanted to look at her. She's a little over a year old but hasn't been around humans."
Rosa's glance switched from Cordero to Alexandra. "Why don't you kids come? Since Cordero would be the one working with her, I'm sure he'd want to check her out."
Alexandra shook her head. "It's your date. You said you haven't been out for a while. You don't need us tagging along."
Jorge grinned. "We'll go in separate vehicles so if you two want to go elsewhere later you can." He glanced at his son. "Well, ask her."
"Would you like to go to a horse auction?"
"With you?"
Cordero scanned the area. "I don't see anybody else asking."
"Sounds like fun. What should I wear?"
Chuckling, Cordero said, "What you have on is fine."
"But I smell like horses."
"What do you think horse auctions smell like?" asked Cordero.
Rosa playfully slapped his arm. "Stop." She faced Alexandra. "Ignore him."
*****
It wasn't long before Rosa and Jorge left.
Cordero stood in the hallway and petted Samson. "Think she's about ready?"
Moments later, as Alexandra came from her room, Cordero took a deep breath. Damn!
"Do I look all right? I wasn't sure what to wear."
"You look fine." He swallowed and inhaled her perfume. She's hot! He opened the door. "Ready?"
"I think so." Alexandra paused, grabbed some money from her purse, and put it in a pocket. "I doubt I'll need my purse. I'll be right back."
When she returned, he said, "You don't need any cash. I can afford to take you out."
"I know. Mom taught me never go anywhere without being able to find my own way home."
"Good advice. Ready?"
"Let's do this." Alexandra paused. "I'm forgetting something."
"Come on." He put his hand in the small of her back and led her to his pick-up.
After Cordero shut her door, Jim came up to him. "Did you look at her? Who thought blue jeans and T-shirts could look that good? You'll be defending her honor all night." As Cordero nodded, Jim walked back to the barn chuckling.
*****
After walking around the stalls, Alexandra asked, "Where's your parents?"
Cordero pointed. "Over there talking with some friends."
She watched them for a few moments. "They're so happy." Under her breath she added, "I hope I can find that someday."
"You will."
"I didn't mean to say it out loud."
"I know." Cord motioned to a free area. "This way." He rested his arms on a corral and stared. "This is the little filly Dad mentioned. She's a pretty little thing."
Jorge and Rosa came up behind them. Jorge tapped Cordero's shoulder. "I want you to meet somebody."
Cordero took Alexandra's hand to lead her over, but she slipped it away. "You go. I'll wait here."
He tilted his head. "Sure?" After she nodded, he said, "I won't be long."
As Alexandra watched the horse, a man came up. "Hi, I'm Luke. I don't think I caught your name."
"I haven't told you my name."
He moved closer. "How about we change that?"
"I don't know you."
"I just introduced myself. I'm Luke." He moved closer and took her hand. "Let's go over here..."
She jerked away her hand. "I'm not going anywhere with you. You need to leave."
Cordero walked up. "The lady's not interested." He put his arm around Alexandra. After Luke walked away, Cordero asked, "Are you okay?" She shook her head as he removed his arm. "I'm sorry it happened."
Silence continued until Alexandra released a deep breath and faced the filly. "I like her. Are you going to buy her? How much does she cost?"
"Since she was in the field most of her life and needs to get used to humans no more than five thousand dollars."
"That seems like a lot."
He studied her a few moments. "She's worth it."
"Can I pet her?"
Cordero pointed. "See how her ears are laid back?" After Alexandra nodded, he continued, "She doesn't trust us. She's giving us a warning. It's going to take a lot of work for her to get used to me before I can begin any training."
"How do you do that?"
"Spend time with her. Just talk to her."
Alexandra's eyes met his. "Like you did with me?"
"In a way, but I have no intentions of doing any training with you." He chuckled. "Other than teaching you to ride."
"That's good to know."
"Come on, let's get something to drink." He checked his watch. "The bidding will start in about a half-an-hour."
As they finished their drinks, the sheriff walked up and offered his hand. "Cord, I heard you've had some trouble out your way."
Accepting the hand, Cordero nodded. "Sam, I'm not sure how you heard, but two of our prized bulls are missing. We haven't seen any evidence of wild animals but can't figure out how somebody's getting in without leaving tracks. There's no way they could've wandered off. The fence is too secure."
Cordero grinned. "I haven't heard of anybody new in this area," he hugged Alexandra's shoulders, "except this one, and I'm pretty sure she doesn't have any use for prized bulls in New York City."
Sam offered his hand. "Sam Bailey. You must be Alexandra Black. I've heard about you from your mom, Tonia." He shook his head. "Yep, I'm pretty sure a fancy lawyer doesn't have any need for prize bulls."
He pointed toward Luke. "That guy and his two friends are new in town. Old man Hamilton died, maybe two months ago. Anyway, his family hired these three as ranch hands. I don't get a warm feeling from them. If I were you, I'd keep an eye out."
"Will do. Thanks for the advice. I'll pass it on to Dad." Cordero removed his cowboy hat, brushed some imaginary dust off as he watched the sheriff walk away.
Before long Rosa and Jorge walked up, and Jorge pointed toward the bleachers. "Ready to join the fun?"
Cordero glanced at Alexandra. After she nodded, he cupped her elbow and followed his parents. As they walked, he filled Jorge in on what Sam had said.
After they sat, Jorge asked, "How much is too much for that filly?"
"Not sure. I didn't get my hands on her. She's got fire in her eyes. She'll take a lot of work."
Jorge scratched his chin. "I'd say no more than four thousand dollars."
Cordero nodded. "I agree. Training her won't be easy." Cordero paused. "Do you have any information on her bloodline? If I can't train her, she could give us some good foals."
"Not really. Her mom's owner died about the time she was born. Nobody took care of the ranch so she grew up in the pasture. Her mom's supposed to be an American Paint. Her dad..." Jorge shook his head. "Could be anybody, even a wild horse." He chuckled. "As far as we know it could be Chip."
Alexandra tilted her head. "Really?"
"Dad's teasing." Cordero grinned.
The arena became quiet as the auctioneer spoke.
*****
About an hour-and-a-half later, the auction finished. The filly was the next to last horse auctioned. Jorge bought her for two thousand five hundred dollars.
Cordero adjusted his cowboy hat. "We either got a great deal or everybody knew something we didn't."
Jorge stood. "I thought she'd go higher. Let's pay and make arrangements to bring her home first thing tomorrow."
Waiting for Alexandra to stand, Cordero stepped down two steps. "The line's not bad. It shouldn't take long."
Alexandra glanced toward the filly. "Go ahead. I think I'll have a conversation with your new horse. Maybe she'll tell me her name."
His jaw set. "Are you sure? What if that guy returns?"
"I'm sure he got the message. I'll be fine." Alexandra pointed. "By the time you get back, I'll have her name."
Chuckling, Cordero said, "It shouldn't take long."
Alexandra watched him walk away. Those jeans sure fit. She exhaled. What am I thinking? I'm rebounding. Besides he's your mom's best friend's son. Why are the good guys off-limits?
She leaned up against the fence. "Hello, I'm Ali. My friends just bought you. I think you'll like them." She quieted. "I understand you've had a hard life. I think your life just got a lot better."
The horse turned and stared at her.
"I wish I had a carrot. Once you're home, I'll give you plenty. I'd like to know your name."
"I told you they call me Luke."
Alexandra turned when she heard the voice. "And I told you I'm not interested."
He stepped closer and grabbed her arm. "Once we get acquainted, I'm sure you'll change your mind."
The filly neighed loudly and kicked the fence."
As Cordero ran up, Alexandra pulled her arm hard enough to free herself, but fell to the ground and grabbed her arm.
Cordero stood between her and Luke. His eyes met Luke's. "The lady said she's not interested."
"What are you going to do about it? I'm tired of you interfering."
Cordero tossed his cowboy hat aside.
Luke tossed his. "That was a mistake."
Cordero stepped closer.
Luke pulled a gun.
Alexandra screamed, "Cord!"
Luke warned, "It's not going to end well." Straightening his back, he silenced.
Jorge stood behind him with a gun aimed between his shoulder blades. "Lay the gun on the ground." His voice; calm and quiet. When Luke didn't respond, Jorge cocked it.
Hearing the click, Luke bent and set the weapon on the ground. "We were just having a little fun."
Sam walked up. "It didn't look like fun to me. In these parts if you pull a gun you intend to use it. It looked like you intended to shoot my friend."
"He started it. He threw down his hat."
Cordero scanned the area. "Sam, he threatened my date. If you don't need me right now, I need to find her."
"I didn't threaten anybody. I was just having a little fun."
Sam addressed Cordero, "We'll talk later. Find you're gal. I'm sure she's scared."
*****
As Cordero scanned the area, he grabbed his hat and shook off the dust. Where'd she go? He noticed a grove of trees.
Half walking and half running, Cordero headed that direction. He exhaled a deep breath when he saw a female figure. It's has to be her. He got closer and inhaled. Jasmine. He heard crying and called, "Ali?"
She ran to him and threw her arms around him. "You're alive."
Cordero held tightly. "He wasn't going to shoot me, there were too many witnesses."
She stepped back. "Don't tease about this." Drying her tears, she asked, "What's wrong with me?"
He untied his bandanna and handed it to her. "For your tears. There's nothing wrong with you." He paused. "I guess I don't understand the question."
"Why do I attract horrible men?" She blew her nose. "Why can't I attract nice men?"
"I'm betting you attract all men." When she started to object, he held up his hand. "Let me finish. The good guys are probably humble and afraid you're too special for anybody like them. The others are cocky enough they believe every woman wants them."
"You think so?" After he nodded, she continued, "Maybe." She studied his bandanna. "I messed it up."
"It's okay."
"Why do you wear one? Why didn't you have a gun? You're a Texan. Everybody here has guns."
Cordero chuckled. "The bandanna first; I wear in case the wind blows up sand or dust. I raise it over my mouth and nose." He touched his right hip. "As for the gun, I didn't think I'd need one at a horse auction. I only wear it when I think there's a threat." He teased, "I guess when you're around I'd better make sure I have it." Jim warned me, but I didn't listen.
Her eyes threatened to tear up.
Touching her arm, he said, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that."
"But you're probably right. I don't want to cause trouble. Maybe I'd better go back to New York."
His eyes met hers. "It's your choice, but I hope you don't."
Sam, Jorge, and Rosa joined them.
Rosa hugged Alexandra. "Honey, are you all right?"
When she nodded, Cordero added, "She's unharmed, but scared." He touched her arm. "It wouldn't hurt to put some ice on that." He turned. "I'll get some."
Jorge watched Cordero walk away. "Did we interrupt something?"
*****
When Cordero and Alexandra, arrived home, Rosa said, "I thought you two would've stopped at the ice cream shop before coming home."
Alexandra petted Samson and then went to her room.
Cordero watched her. "She's thinking about going home." He went to the den.
Thank you youtube for a horse auction
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz Cord runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black Ali is a New York City corporate lawyer, is junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim One of the ranch foreman's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
| Author Notes | Thank you google images for a photo of an American Paint horse, much like Jewel. I'll probably post this novel on Saturday's until I complete Football. It's posted on Sunday. Chapter 3 was 4000 words, so I broke it into two smaller posts. I learned from my mistake with Football. LOL Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 5 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
*****
When Cordero and Alexandra, arrived home, Rosa said, "I thought you two would've stopped at the ice cream shop before coming home."
Alexandra petted Samson and then went to her room.
Cordero watched her. "She's thinking about going home." He went to the den.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 4
The following morning, when Alexandra walked into the dining room, she scanned the area. "I'm sorry I'm late."
Rosa stood and poured her a cup of coffee. "You're not late; we got an extra early start. Cordero and Jorge took a few ranch hands to pick up that filly." She went to the kitchen. "I'll be right back with your breakfast."
After she sat and Alexandra sipped her coffee, Rosa asked, "Cord said you're thinking about going home. Want to talk about it?"
"Not really. I don't want to leave." Alexandra hesitated, before she continued, "Cord risked his life for me." She stared at her plate.
"Cord's okay and would do it again, if necessary."
"I know. That's why I need to leave."
"You're not the problem. That Luke guy's the problem. The sheriff said he might be the one stealing our bulls. He's been in some bar fights and is quick to pull that gun. He's a troublemaker." Rosa patted Alexandra's hand. "The problem isn't you. I know Jorge and I would miss you." She smiled. "I have a feeling my son would miss you, a lot."
"We're just friends. Kind of like brother and sister."
Rosa winked. "Sure." She answered her phone. "Hello, Cord." She listened and then put her hand over phone. "He says they'll be a while. The filly isn't cooperating."
"Can I speak to him?" Rosa handed Alexandra the phone. "Cord, her name is Jewel. She's precious. Maybe if you treat her like that she'll calm down." Listening for a few moments, she said, "I'm sorry she's not acting precious, but I promise she is." She hung up. "Cord says she's not precious, but--never mind. It's not complimentary."
Rosa laughed. "Sometimes my son's English is colorful." She studied Alexandra still eating her breakfast. "What would you like to do today?"
"No idea."
"I'm sure we can come up with something."
*****
As they sat on the back patio drinking coffee, they watched Samson swim and visited. Midmorning, Rosa said, "I feel like a special dinner. I'm sure the guys will be up for it after wrestling Jewel."
Alexandra tilted her head. "What do you have in mind?"
"Tonight might be a good night for a French dinner cooked by a special chef."
"I could do that. What would you like?"
"Beef Bourguignon. I know my guys would love it. All of your dinners are great, but it's my favorite."
"I'm not sure. I haven't made it since...."
"Just because that Alan guy didn't like it, doesn't mean it wasn't good," interrupted Rose. "He doesn't know what's good."
"I guess I could try. I'll make a grocery list." She paused. "We can go to the store, right?"
"Of course, we'll eat lunch at the diner."
Alexandra studied her phone and then pointed. "I found one."
Rosa came over and stood behind her. "Found what? I thought you were finished with the grocery list."
"I know how much Cord likes ice cream. I found the right dessert, Profiteroles with Coffee Ice Cream."
"Cord likes all desserts." Rosa laughed. "Ice cream isn't a requirement." She paused. "Let's go to town."
*****
After the ladies returned from shopping, Alexandra unpacked the groceries and glanced at her watch. "I'll cut up veggies, but it's too early to start cooking."
Just as she finished preparing the vegetables, Cordero came in the kitchen. "Mom, do you have something cold to drink?"
Jorge came in behind him. "It's hot out there wrestling that ..."
"There's lemonade, tea, and water in the fridge," interrupted Rosa. She glanced at Alexandra. "My husband can have colorful language too."
Cordero grinned. "Dad, stay in where it's cool. I can get this precious Jewel out of the trailer." He gulped his drink. "Be in later."
Alexandra walked to the hallway window and watched. "How's he going to get Jewel from the trailer?"
Jorge stood beside her. "Open the door, wait until the anesthesia wears off, and when she's ready hopefully she'll walk out on her own."
When she tilted her head, he continued, "Cord used a special anesthesia gun and shot her. There was no way we could've got her in the trailer any other way. After that he drew some blood, he'll send it off and make sure she's healthy. Right now, he'll talk to her so she gets used to his voice."
"Isn't a vet needed for all of that?"
Rosa walked up behind them. "Maybe you forgot. Cord's a veterinarian. He graduated from Texas A&M."
"I remember now. Didn't he have his own practice?"
"He was in a partnership in Houston, but Jorge had a health scare so he came home to run the family ranch. He's still a vet. All the ranchers know about him and keep him pretty busy."
Alexandra smiled and continued to watch as he encouraged Jewel from the trailer. He's full of surprises. Once Jewel walked around the corral, she started dinner.
*****
As Alexandra set the table, Cordero came in. He studied her for a few moments. "I see dinner's ready. If I hurry, can I grab a shower? I'm pretty grungy"
"Of course, I can hold everything as long as I need too."
"I'll hurry."
*****
As Alexandra and Rosa finished cleaning the kitchen, Jorge came in rubbing his stomach. He pecked Rosa's cheek. "You're a great cook, but I think I just had the best meal of my life."
Cordero followed his dad. "I agree. This was great. Thank you, Ali."
Pink adorned Alexandra's cheeks.
Jorge grabbed his wife's hand. "How about you make us some hot chocolate and we go to the porch swing and gaze at the sunset? It'll be beautiful tonight."
Rosa smiled. "That sounds like a great plan. Would you like to join us?"
Shaking his head, Cordero said, "I was about to ask Ali if she'd like to go to the corral and see how Jewel's adjusting? I need to make sure she finds this place acceptable for the night."
Alexandra tilted her head. "What are you going to do if she doesn't like it?"
He put his hand on the small of her back and led her outside. "Hold her captive until she does."
"For real?"
"That's a slight exaggeration. If I don't have to, I'd rather not put her in a stall. I think she'll adjust easier if she's free."
As they reached the corral, Alexandra exhaled deeply. "She's a beauty."
Cordero crossed his arms on the top of the wooden fence. "That she is." He grinned. "She's watching you. I think she likes you."
"Maybe because I talked to her and listened to what she said."
"Could be." He glanced at a watering trough. "She needs fresh water. Wait here."
Alexandra watched him jump the fence, dump the trough, and turn on the hose. She smiled as Jewel eyed him. "You're being stared at."
He glanced toward the horse. "I sure am."
After the trough was filled, Cordero returned to Ali's side. "Something's been bothering me. Mind if I ask?" After she nodded, he continued, "I see glimpses of the strong woman Mom and your mom told me about. I know you're intelligent or you wouldn't have that fancy law degree."
He pointed as Jewel headed their direction. "She's taking the bait." He waited, then continued, "What I don't understand is why you allowed that Alan jerk to get inside your head. Dinner tonight was fantastic. From what I've heard, he said you were a bad cook, so you quit cooking. Why?"
Alexandra studied Jewel drinking.
"Don't give me the silent lawyer. I know you talk. I also know Mom and your entire family was at that dinner. They all said it was good. Again why?"
She swallowed. "Alan explained since I'm an only child and grandchild no matter what I do everyone will say it's perfect. Your mom would say it's perfect because she's best friends with Mom and is like a beloved aunt. He's the only person who would be honest with me."
"I have no reason to lie to you. You can ask anybody. I'm bluntly honest and I'm telling you that you're a great cook. Please keep cooking." After she smiled, he added, "You have a beautiful smile."
When Alexandra studied her feet, Cordero said, "Don't tell me he said you're not pretty? The guy's a fool." He cocked his head. "I remember hearing something about you changing your style of dress. Was it his suggestion too?"
"He said I didn't dress up to my social status. I went for comfortable, or as you put it, 'the girl next door' rather than stylish. He said I should look the part of a high-priced lawyer not some ambulance chaser."
"Did your grandpa, dad, or any of your clients complain? Did a judge say anything?" After she shook her head, he continued, "Then I'd say he was wrong."
Cordero stepped back and his gaze started at her boots, followed her body until it reached the top of her head. "When I first saw you, you were dressed in your New York high society outfit, I thought you were beautiful. I wanted to meet you. I was secretly glad Samson introduced himself. I kicked myself for not getting your name or introducing myself."
He chuckled. "Then when I saw you in the towel, let's just say I'm sure my thoughts were X-rated. But I think right now in blue jeans, that skimpy T-shirt and your hair down is when you're drop dead gorgeous."
He leaned over to kiss her. As their lips met, she stepped back. "Cord, I'm rebounding. I can't do that to you."
"Neither should I. You're Mom's best friend's daughter."
Silence.
*****
After Samson came up and nuzzled Alexandra, Cordero said, "Is there any dessert left?"
"There is, but first let me say my T-shirt isn't skimpy."
Chuckling Cordero said, "You fill it out in exactly the right places." He paused. "How about those cookies?"
"You mean profiteroles with coffee ice cream?"
Cordero grinned. "Yes, those. If you're trying to get me to pronounce them, it's not going to happen."
Alexandra tilted her head. "Why not? I'm sure you can. You're bilingual, right?"
"Yes, Spanish and English, not French." He hesitated. "Do you speak another language? I'm sure being a lawyer you know a lot of Latin."
"You're right about the Latin. I studied French, but I'm far from bilingual."
Studying her for few minutes, Cordero said, "I have a feeling you're better at French than you're admitting. Have you been to France?"
"Mom and I vacationed there after I graduated. Have you traveled?"
"Only back and forth to Mexico. Mom and Dad have distant relatives there."
"I thought both your parents were born or at least raised here."
"Mom was born here. Dad was three when his parents came to the US."
"Their English and your English is perfect."
With a heavy Spanish accent, he said, "Gracias, Senorita."
"I see you haven't forgotten any Spanish."
"I only use it when the occasion arises." He took her hand, and then dropped it. "Let's get some dessert." He led her to the kitchen. After getting the cookies, they went to the back screened in porch to eat and watch the first night stars appear.
*****
After finishing the profiteroles with coffee ice cream, Cordero tilted his head and stood. "I feel the need to check on Jewel."
Alexandra followed. "What's wrong?"
He rested his arms on top of the corral fence. "Nothing. I guess I worry too much." He pointed. "Klaus and Otto are headed in."
"It looks like Jewel doesn't like them."
"She doesn't know them. Since she's wild, she doesn't trust anything. It looks like they're getting a drink. You can go inside, if you want. I'll watch for her reaction."
"Do you mind if I stay?"
His eyes met hers. "Of course not. I enjoy your company." He stared at Jewel. "She likes you. How about after she's trained and you get better at riding, I let her be your horse?"
Throwing her arms around Cordero's neck, she yelled, "Really?"
He put his fingers to his lips. "Shh. You'll scare her. Yes, really."
Alexandra removed her arms. "Sorry."
"It's too dark to tell, but I'm pretty sure you're blushing."
She turned to leave. "Maybe I need to go."
Cordero took her hand. "Please don't." He glanced toward the house. "It looks like Mom and Dad just called it a night."
Samson came running from the house, stopped at the corral fence, and stared at Jewel.
Petting Samson's head, Cordero said, "You'd better stay here, buddy."
"Why? Klaus and Otto are with Jewel. Why can't Samson?"
"They're trained ranch dogs." Cordero studied Samson. "Him, not so much. He's just an ordinary pet."
Kneeling to his level, Alexandra said, "Don't listen to him. You're very special."
Samson licked her face.
Cordero shook his head. "You're spoiling him more than he already is. I didn't think it was possible, but I see it is." He paused as Jewel came closer to the fence and motioned for Alexandra to remain quiet.
Jewel put her head over the fence toward Alexandra.
Alexandra glanced at Cordero for guidance.
"Raise your hand slowly to pet her, but be careful and watch for her reaction," he whispered.
She cautiously raised her hand, inched it closer to Jewel, and whispered, "Hello, Jewel." Her hand brushed against Jewel's muzzle.
When Cordero released the breath he held, Alexandra looked at him and nodded.
Jewel moved closer and nuzzled Alexandra's hand.
"She likes you," whispered Cordero.
Silence followed as the moments passed with Alexandra petting Jewel's muzzle.
As the roar of a helicopter flew overhead, Jewel bucked and galloped to the center of the corral.
Cordero stared at the sky. "That's strange." He took Alexandra's hand. "I'll get you inside." And called, "Jim!"
Jim stepped from the barn. "Boss?"
Over his shoulder, he yelled, "Call Bob, get Chip ready, and be ready to ride in five."
"What's wrong?" asked Alexandra.
"We may have just heard our rustlers. We'll ride out and see if we can see anything. If I'm not at breakfast, tell mom and dad what's going on."
She blinked. "Be careful."
He used his finger to brush her cheek. "I will."
*****
Alexandra stared out the window for hours before she finally lay on the couch. The need for sleep took over as Samson lay on the floor below her.
She sat up when she heard the front door. As her eyes adjusted, she saw and heard Cordero call over his shoulder, "Jim, wait." He handed Jim the rifle. "I forgot to put this away."
As he unbuckled his holster, he studied the couch. "What are you doing out here?" He glanced at his watch. "It's after two."
Her eyes met his. "Sleeping."
He pointed toward the hallway. "Your room's that way."
Avoiding eye contact, Alexandra said, "I...ah...Samson wanted me to sleep out here with him."
Cordero took her hand. "I'll escort you to your room. I bet Samson will follow." After he opened the door, he added, "I appreciate you being worried." He turned to leave. "Before I forget; Mom and Dad always attend church. Tell Mom, I'll try to make it but won't promise. You can go with them, if you want."
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I am flying to Missouri Thursday, February 11, and won't return until late Monday, February 21. My mom is celebrating her 90th birthday. How this affects Fanstory is Mom doesn't have Internet. Yes, there are actually places in the US that do not. I will do my best to post by going to places that do have Internet, but they just received 8 inches of so I don't know how easy it will be to get into town. Mom lives out in the middle of absolutely nowhere in Missouri. My dad died 6 years ago. Anyway, he was in management of General Electric and when he retired, he bought 120 acres of farmland. He never farmed he just wanted the land for wildlife. He never allowed hunting on his land. He wanted to go back to roots and a simpler life. It will be very difficult to review, but I will do what I can. I will miss you all for these 11 days. I will probably suffer from Fanstory withdrawal.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz Cord runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black Ali is a New York City corporate lawyer, is junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim One of the ranch foreman's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Sam Bailey Alpine's Sheriff.
| Author Notes | Thank you google images for a photo of a sunset around Alpine, Texas. I'll probably post this novel on Saturday's until I complete Football. It's posted on Sunday. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 6 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
As he unbuckled his holster, he studied the couch. "What are you doing out here?" He glanced at his watch. "It's after two."
Her eyes met his. "Sleeping."
He pointed toward the hallway. "Your room's that way."
Avoiding eye contact, Alexandra said, "I...ah...Samson wanted me to sleep out here with him."
Cordero took her hand. "I'll escort you to your room. I bet Samson will follow." After he opened the door, he added, "I appreciate you being worried." He turned to leave. "Before I forget; Mom and Dad always attend church. Tell Mom, I'll try to make it but won't promise. You can go with them, if you want."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 5
Monday morning, Alexandra entered the kitchen about the same time as Rosa. Rosa glanced up. "Good morning. Jorge and Cord will be in shortly they're at the barn."
"Yesterday I was surprised at how small and close your church congregation is."
"That's one of the good things about small town living. The bad part is everybody knows everybody's business." She smiled. "I'm sure the town's planning you and Cord's wedding as we speak."
"But we're only friends. We're not dating."
Cordero walked in. "Who's not dating? What's the latest gossip?"
Alexandra's cheeks displayed a slight pink. "Your mom said the town's planning our wedding."
He put his arms around her and did a small dance. "I'm sure they are."
Alexandra halted. "But we're not dating."
"We did sit beside each other in church, and you did look very pretty."
"You're not helping the situation."
"I learned a long time ago not to let the town gossip get to me. It'll die down when they find someone else to gossip about."
Cordero glanced at his mom. "How long 'till breakfast?" After Rosa answered, he continued, "Good. I'm going to the Wilson ranch and vaccinate some cows. Dale called early this morning and said something's up with his mare. She may be going into early labor. I'll stop there first." He glanced at Alexandra. "What are your plans for the day?"
"I was thinking about asking if I could get a ride to town. I'd like to get my fingernails taken care of. My acrylic nails don't work here. Also, I'd like to go to the library and learn some area history."
"You could go in with me, but I might not be back for hours. It depends on the mare."
Rosa poured each person a cup of coffee. "Why don't you take my SUV? It's laundry day and some ladies from church are coming by. We're planning our next fundraiser. I won't need it."
Cordero chuckled. "Since you're a city gal, you do know how to drive, don't you?"
"I do. I just don't drive very often."
As Rosa set breakfast on the table, Jorge walked in. "Great. I'm just in time." As he passed the tortillas to his son, he said, "There's no reason for the helicopter to have been flying over. You're probably right about them checking our herd. I'm not sure what to do about it. I hate having the men guard the herds. That would mean more hours. They're already working too long."
Alexandra tilted her head. "Is there any way you could use surveillance cameras or something like that? Maybe hook them up to a trip wire somehow?"
Jorge studied Alexandra as he sipped his coffee. "You might be onto to something. Today I'll do some research."
Cordero nodded. "Where the herd's located it'd be difficult, but we could move them. Tomorrow, I'll scout out some areas." He took a long drink of coffee. "I need to get on the road. I should be home by dinner."
Rosa added, "Unless that mare holds you hostage."
Kissing his mom's cheek, he said, "She just might do that." He glanced at Alexandra. "Have fun."
"Thank you."
*****
Around noon, Alexandra sat at a table in the diner and had just placed her order when a tall handsome gentleman stood beside her table. "Is this chair taken?"
She glanced up. "No, Sir. You can move the chair to another table."
He offered his hand. "I'm Pat Rogers. I saw you in church yesterday. You're Tonia's daughter and staying with the Ortiz's."
"You seem to know more about me than I do you."
He grinned. "It's a small town."
"So I've heard."
The waitress brought Alexandra's BLT and salad. "Is there anything else I can get for you, Ma'am?"
"No, thank you. Everything looks good."
Pat said, "I'll be sitting with the lady. Could you please bring me today's special?"
"Sure Pat. I'll be right back."
"See Judy knows me. She'll vouch for me. I'm here almost every day."
"I'm sure she would."
"I hear you're from New York City. I understand why you're cautious."
As Judy brought his food, Pat said, "Please explain to the lady that I'm just a hometown boy."
"Pat's a born and bred Alpineian. I think his parents were also born here."
"They were. Thanks, Judy." His eyes met Alexandra's. "So now I'm not a stranger, right?"
"All I'm sure of is you're not a stranger to Alpine, but you're still a stranger to me." Alexandra turned her head when she heard a familiar voice. She waved her hand.
Cordero noticed and nodded.
Alexandra touched a vacant chair next to her. "Cord, please join us."
He walked over. "I see you already have company." He nodded. "Hello, Pat. How you doing?"
"Not bad. How about yourself?"
"Busy. I'm headed for the Wilson Ranch. I have some cattle waiting for me." He glanced toward Alexandra but avoided eye contact. "I'll see you back at the ranch."
"Okay, bye Cord." She took a bite of her salad. I wonder what's bothering him.
*****
When Alexandra arrived at the ranch, she saw Cordero's truck in its usual place and rushed inside. She scanned the living room and then the kitchen.
Rosa glanced up from chopping vegetables. "Looking for someone?"
"I saw Cord's truck. Is he around?"
"He's at the pond, fishing. He does that when something's bothering him. I heard you had lunch with Pat."
"Not really. I had lunch with myself. He invited himself. I saw Cord and invited him to join me, but he didn't. I don't understand why."
"Pat and Cord were rivals in school; starting with grades, then sports, and ended with girls. You name it, and they were in competition."
Alexandra tilted her head. "Are you saying Cord's jealous because Pat was at the table?"
"I'm not saying anything, just filling you in on history. Make your own assumption."
"I need to talk to him. Can I go to the pond?" She glanced toward the door. "Where is it?"
"Go to the barn then follow the path. I'll send Klaus and Otto with you."
Rosa stepped out the door and called to the dogs. They came running, and she pointed. "Take Ali to Cord." She faced Alexandra. "They'll make sure you don't get lost."
Klaus walked on Alexandra's right and Otto on the left.
Samson followed behind.
*****
Arriving at the pond, Alexandra watched Cordero. What should I say?
Without looking over his shoulder, Cordero said, "I hope you weren't trying to sneak up. I heard you since you left the house and your perfume confirmed it. Stealth, you ain't." He glanced at his watch. "It's not dinner time, or Mom would've called. What do you want?"
"Can I sit by you?"
"Sure." He picked up a pole. "Want to..." He set it down. "Never mind. You've probably never fished a day in your life. Why you here?"
"You're right. I don't know how to fish." She exhaled. "I didn't invite Pat to sit with me. Matter-of-fact, I told him not to. He wouldn't listen. I did invite you. Why didn't you join me?" She paused. "What's wrong?"
His eyebrows rose. "So you wanted me to sit with you hoping to get rid of Pat?"
"That's not what I said. I wanted you to join me because I enjoy your company. If Pat felt the need to leave, so be it."
He nodded. "Okay."
She placed her hand on his arm. "Cord, what's going on? I'm sorry you're upset. I don't know what I did."
He glanced at her, and noticed she dabbed her eyes. He untied his bandana. "Here."
"I guess I need to add bandanas to my wardrobe."
He grinned. "Please don't. I need the opportunity to be a nice guy." He studied the pond. "You didn't do anything wrong. It's me. Pat and I have history, probably since elementary school."
Your mom said you guys were rivals in about every possible area."
"We were. I hate to admit it. I know we're not dating or anything, but I got a little jealous seeing you with him."
"You have nothing to be jealous about."
His eyes met hers. "Let's be real. You're a big fancy lawyer from New York City. Pat's a rich bank owner. The ladies swoon over him, so he must be handsome. He's born and bred American. I'm a Chicano ranch worker."
"Do you really feel that way?" When he went back to studying the pond, she stood, moved in front of him, and slipped on moss covered rocks.
Cordero jumped up and grabbed her. "You're an accident waiting to happen. Sit and don't move."
After sitting, she said, "I guess my attempt to make a dramatic point fell a little short." She swallowed. "What I wanted to say was, whether Pat has a lot of money or a prestigious job doesn't impress me. I know plenty of men who have more money and more important jobs." She stood to leave. "Do you really think so little of me that you believe I'm concerned about a person's heritage?"
He reached up and took her hand. "Sit before you land in the pond."
Alexandra sat and grabbed a fishing pole. "I'll learn to fish."
Cordero cocked his head. "If you hold the pole like that, you'll get a hook in your finger." He chuckled. "You're a trip but made your point."
"I have more to say."
"Go ahead."
"I think I'll stop while I'm ahead."
"Good idea." Cordero reeled in his line. "Can I get back to fishing?" He stood and yelled, "Samson, you're scaring the fish." He shook his head. "He knows he's not supposed to swim when I'm trying to fish."
Alexandra stood. "I think it's time I leave and take him with me."
He glanced at Klaus and Otto lying off to the side. "Why can't he behave like you guys?"
They tilted their heads and studied him.
"You don't know either, do you?" Cordero noticed Alexandra starting to leave. "Ali, get back here."
She stopped and turned. "I have a feeling I've caused enough problems for one day."
Cordero stood, grabbed the poles, and tackle box. "Let's see how Jewel's doing and maybe we can fit in a riding lesson."
"Serious?"
He put his free hand on the small of her back. "Yes."
*****
As they got to the house, Rosa stood on the front porch. "Good. I was getting ready to call you. Dinner will be ready in about twenty minutes."
Cordero nodded. "I'll put my poles up, check on Jewel, and then be in. Is Dad here yet?"
"He's been in the den all day. He has a few ideas about cameras." Rosa went inside.
Cordero continued on to the barn, and Alexandra hurried to the corral. Jewel came to her and put her head over the fence.
"You ready to be petted?"
As she started to pet her muzzle, Cordero stood beside her. "Just remember, be cautious. She's calmed some, but still wild."
After a few minutes, they turned their heads when they heard the front door.
Alexandra smiled. "I think dinner's ready. Jewel, I can come out later."
"After dinner, we'll take an evening ride, if you want."
"I'd like that."
Together they went inside. During dinner, Cordero asked, "Mom, did your Ladies' Society come up with any ideas for the church fundraiser?"
"I'm glad you asked. Since the 'auction for a dinner with Alpine's most eligible bachelors' was such a big hit when we needed money for band uniforms, we decided to do it again."
Cordero hung his head. "You signed me up, didn't you?"
Rosa's eyes twinkled. "I'm proud to say you were the first bachelor on our list."
"Mom, why'd you do that?"
"Because I love you and know you want to help the church get new kitchen appliances. You're a huge fan of our church dinners."
Alexandra attempted to hide her grin. "I'm sure you'll make a lot of money."
His eyes met hers. "Don't encourage her."
Rosa smiled. "Cord, it's for a good cause."
All heads turned as the doorbell sounded. Jorge stood. "I wonder who that could be."
After answering, Jorge said, "Hello, Pat. Just a minute, I'll get her." He returned to the dining room. "Ali, it's for you."
She went to the door. "Good evening, Pat. I'm surprised to see you."
"You didn't give me your phone number. So, I decided to drop by. I know its late notice, but I was wondering if you'd have dinner with me Friday evening?"
Alexandra glanced toward the kitchen. "I'm sorry but I already have plans. I've been asked to go dancing."
He hesitated. "I see. I'm sure a city girl like yourself is used to a glamorous night life. Why don't I pick you up the following Friday and we'll spend the weekend in Houston? I'm sure we'll find some things you'd like to do."
Before Alexandra could answer, Rosa walked up. "Pat, the church women's society is doing a bachelor auction as a fundraiser for new kitchen appliances. I'll add your name to the bachelor list. I'm sure dinner with you'll bring in a lot of money."
He reached in his back pocket. "I'd rather make a donation. How much would you like?"
She reached over and touched his hand. "What fun's that? An auction will be fun and some lucky lady probably can't wait to have you as dinner partner."
Pat yanked away his hand. "How many bachelors do you have signed up?"
"Four. We'd like to get at least six more. Can I count on you?"
His eyes met Alexandra's. "Are you bidding on a bachelor?"
"If I'm still here. I'm not sure of the date or how long I'm staying."
Cordero called, "Ali, ready to go riding?"
She glanced in his direction. "Of course." She turned toward the kitchen. "Excuse me."
As she left, she heard, "Sign me up." His tires kicked rocks as he drove away.
*****
Cordero held Dolly and assisted Alexandra up. As he mounted Chip, he said, "You know you're free to do whatever you want, don't you?"
"I'm doing exactly that." After he nodded, she added, "Your mom touched Pat's hand while talking, and he yanked it away. I'm not sure why."
"Really? Why do you think?"
She leaned over and hugged Dolly's neck. "Because she's Mexican/American?"
"Now you understand how deep the rivalery goes."
They rode in silence, before Alexandra said, "I forgot to mention...,"
"Our date to go dancing Friday evening?" interrupted Cordero. When pink crept over her cheeks, he grinned. "I overheard. I'll pick you up after dinner or would you like to go to dinner first?" As she shrugged, he continued, "We'll go to dinner, then dancing. How's that?" She smiled, and he added, "It's a date."
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Since I was last at Mom's the area got two new towers. She now has Internet. I'm trying to sneak in posting before my son and his family arrive. There is Internet, but very poor Internet. It comes and goes as I'm typing. LOL
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz Cord runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black Ali is a New York City corporate lawyer, is junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim One of the ranch foreman's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Sam Bailey Alpine's Sheriff.
| Author Notes | Thank you google images for a photo of a West Texas fishing pond.. I'll probably post this novel on Saturday's until I complete Football. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 8 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
Cordero held Dolly and assisted Alexandra up. As he mounted Chip, he said, "You know you're free to do whatever you want, don't you?"
"I'm doing exactly that." After he nodded, she added, "Your mom touched Pat's hand while talking, and he yanked it away. I'm not sure why."
"Really? Why do you think?"
She leaned over and hugged Dolly's neck. "Because she's Mexican/American?"
"Now you understand how deep the rivalry goes."
They rode in silence, before Alexandra said, "I forgot to mention...,"
"Our date to go dancing Friday evening?" interrupted Cordero. When pink crept over her cheeks, he grinned. "I overheard. I'll pick you up after dinner or would you like to go to dinner first?" As she shrugged, he continued, "We'll go to dinner, then dancing. How's that?" She smiled, and he added, "It's a date."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 6a.
While eating breakfast Tuesday morning, Jorge asked, "Cord, what are your plans for the day?"
"Once we've finished breakfast, I'm going to check on Dale's mare and the twins. When I return, about nine-thirty or ten, I want to make sure the herds safe and then search for some places that might be safer to graze them. Want to go along?"
"Yes. You plan on going by horse or truck?" Jorge sipped coffee.
"Both. I figure to save time we'll drive to the area, but to really check things we'll need to be on horseback. When I'm on the way home, I'll call Jim and have him load the horses. I thought I'd call Bob and have him and a couple ranch hands come along."
"Good idea." Jorge smiled at Rosa. "Would you mind packing some cold drinks and food?"
"I always do, don't I?"
He leaned over and kissed her cheek. "You do."
"Mom, plan for six maybe seven guys and Klaus and Otto. I think we'll bring them." Cordero's eyes met Alexandra's. "Would you like to see the twin day old foals?"
"Can I?"
Cordero glanced at his watch. "If you can be ready in fifteen minutes, you're more than welcome."
*****
As they headed toward Dale's ranch Alexandra asked, "It sounds as if a mare having twins is dangerous."
"It is. We try to catch it early in the pregnancy and abort one of the twins. It's not healthy for the mare or the foals. Dale refused to let me kill one. So we have twins. So far, it's going good but they're still in danger."
"Can momma take care of two babies?"
"Not really. I'd like to use a nurse mare for one, but there's not one available. Abby, the mare, has a history of being a good mom, but two are just too much."
"What are you going to do?"
"Bottle feed one and hope it makes it."
"You're going to be busy with these two, aren't you?"
"I am, but it'll be worth it if both foals survive."
Alexandra stared out the windshield.
*****
At Dale's ranch, Cordero helped Alexandra from the pick-up before grabbing his veterinarian bag. Dale came from the house and walked into the barn with them as Cordero introduced Alexandra.
Cordero grinned. "It looks like these two are going great." He walked over to Abby. "How are you doing, Mom?" After she nuzzled him, he said, "I know they're a handful, but you can do it."
Cordero's eyes met Dale's. "Have they worked out who's nursing and who's bottle feeding?"
Dale pointed to the male. "He seems a little more aggressive and pushes her out. I'm bottle feeding her. She's taking it well."
Cordero adjusted his hat. "Good. I've put the word out for a nurse mare. Hopefully, one shows up."
Turning toward the house, Dale said, "A nurse mare will be mighty expensive. Dorothy and I are taking turns feeding her."
"Don't worry about the cost. There's a special fund to help ranchers with situations like this." Cordero grinned watching Alexandra pet the foals but kept an eye on the mare in case she objected to having them receive attention. So far, she seemed not to mind.
"Dale, I brought more formula. After I examine these three, I'll get it." He quickly opened his bag and began examinations. He shook his head when Alexandra discovered the kittens. "Lily won't like it if you bring home a new kitten."
Giggling, Alexandra said, "You're right. She's the jealous type," as she followed a kitten from the barn.
After he finished, he scanned the area. "Dale, any idea where Ali went?"
"I saw her go out back."
Cordero walked toward the back opening and saw Alexandra statue like and pale. He glanced forward and saw a coiled rattlesnake. He removed his pistol, shot, and killed the snake.
Alexandra screamed.
He ran to her and grabbed her into a hug. He kissed the top of her head. "You're safe. It's dead."
She clung to him, sobbing against his chest.
Dale went over and examined the snake. "Doc, it's a Mojave rattler. What's it doing in these parts?"
"They're around just rare. Leave it to Ali to find one."
Alexandra's moist eyes met Cordero's. "What's a Mojave rattler?"
He gulped. "Only the most venomous rattler and the second most venomous snake in Texas."
"What's the first? I need to know what to look for."
He grinned. "Texas Coral Snake. It's usually found in the southeastern part of the state. Not around here." He started to loosen the hug.
Scooting in, holding tighter, she said, "I'm sure I'll find the one that likes to travel."
Dale took a hoe. "Doc, how do you suggest I dispose of this critter?"
"I'd burn him. He's still dangerous if something gets poked by a fang."
"Will do." Dale walked off carrying the snake on the hoe.
Alexandra took a step back, but then moved closer again.
"Not ready?" After she nodded, Cordero said, "Take as long as you need."
After a few moments, she backed away. "I know you have a busy day."
He removed his bandana. "Here. Don't worry about my busy day. Your well-being takes priority."
"Thank you."
"I'm sure I'm not the only man who feels that way.
Her cheeks glowed pink.
He tilted his head. "Are you daddy's little princess?" As her cheeks turned a darker shade of red, he teased, "You are." Her cheeks went even darker. "Grandpa too?" He put his arm around her waist and squeezed. "So you melt the heart of every man you meet."
"Not every man." She faced the pick-up. "I'll wait inside.
Cordero followed. "I'll be finished in a few minutes. You going to be okay?" As she nodded, he opened the door for her. "I promise I won't be long." He grabbed the formula from the pick-up bed.
*****
As they drove to the ranch, Cordero asked, "You're giving me the silent lawyer again. What's wrong?"
She gulped. "You shot that snake."
"It was the quickest way I knew to get you out of harm's way. He was ready to strike."
"What would've happened if you missed?"
"I don't mean to brag, but I don't miss."
"Oh."
Silence continued the rest of the way home.
*****
Jorge greeted them as Cordero parked the pick-up. "Sorry, Dad, it took longer than I expected. Ali decided to tangle with a rattler."
His dad grinned. "I'm sure it was traumatic."
"I had to shoot it. It was ready to strike. I guess she's not used to guns." Jorge nodded, as Cordero walked toward the house. "You have everything ready?"
"Just need to load the horses."
"Go head. I'll only be a minute. I need to get another bandana."
Jorge teased, "You sure go through them lately."
Inside, Cordero scanned the area. Rosa nodded toward Alexandra's bedroom. "She went to her room."
"Not surprised." He filled her in on the snake incident before going to his room. "I need to hurry. Dad's waiting." Moments later Cordero returned. "Mom, is the laundry done? I'm out of bandanas."
"Not yet. I got busy yesterday with the ladies. Borrow one of your dad's."
Cordero was ready to leave, when Rosa nodded toward Alexandra's room.
He headed to her room and knocked. As he tied a bandana around his neck, he said, "Ali, I'm leaving and should be back in time for dinner."
Alexandra walked toward the door and touched his bandana. "I see you're prepared for the next damsel in distress."
He took her hand. "You're the only lady I plan on rescuing. You'll be here, so I doubt any crisis will arise." He brushed his finger along her cheek. "I need to get going. Dad's loading the horses."
"Please be safe."
"I will. Promise."
*****
Almost noon, Alexandra walked into the kitchen. Rosa glanced up from working a crossword puzzle. "Cord told me about the rattler. How are you doing?"
"Better. How common are rattle snakes?"
"Not common, but it happens." She took a sip of coffee. "It's cold." She dumped it in the sink. "I was thinking since the guys liked the French dinner so much, why don't you teach me how to cook something French?"
Alexandra thought for a moment. "Okay, but only if you teach me how to prepare Mexican meals."
Rosa smiled. "Deal. We'll do French tonight and Mexican next week. We'll make it a weekly dinner. After being out on the range all day, the guys will be hungry."
"So we'll need a stick to the ribs dinner." After Rosa nodded, Alexandra nodded. "I have it; Coq au vin. It's translated 'rooster in wine', but I think the guys will like it. We'll serve it with crusty bread. It has plenty of veggies. I'll make a list of things we'll need."
"While you do that, I'll throw lunch together."
"Sounds good." After making a list, she said, "For dessert we'll have apple tarte Tatin with vanilla ice cream."
Rosa set a plate of sandwiches and a salad in front of Alexandra. "Cord will like that."
"I'll plan extra dessert so he can have some later."
"You've figured out my son."
Alexandra laughed. "It wasn't difficult."
*****
After the ladies returned from shopping, Rosa continued laundry and then Alexandra helped her prepare the Coq au vin and the apples for the tarte.
When the dryer's timer blared, Rosa sighed. "Darn! I wanted to finish."
Alexandra headed toward the laundry room. "I got it."
"It's Cord's bedding. Can you make his bed? He usually takes care of it, but he's been busy."
"I'm sure helping me has messed up his schedule. I don't mind."
"I don't hear him complaining. I think he enjoys it."
Alexandra carried the laundry basket into Cordero's bedroom, set it on a chair, and glanced around. I know he lives in a house closer to the main part of the ranch.
As she shook out the fitted sheet, she noticed trophies and awards. In high school, Cord was a football and rodeo star. He also excelled at marksmanship. No wonder he wasn't worried about shooting that rattler.
Alexandra adjusted the sheet, but jumped when she heard, "What are you doing in my room?"
She cowered and glanced toward Cordero. "I offered to help because Rosa wanted to finish what she was doing."
Cordero walked to her and lifted her chin so their eye's met. "I was teasing. I'm not worried about snooping. I have nothing to hide." He touched her arm. "I'd never hurt you. Why are you afraid?"
When she avoided eye contact, he said, "I'll help. Hand me that corner."
As she tossed part of the top sheet to him, she accidently hit the ceiling fan. "No! I'm sorry."
He chuckled. "No problem. I hit it almost nightly." He adjusted a pillow. "Our moms have been friends since kindergarten. They were college roommates. They visit each other at least one week every month. I'm sure Mom changed your diapers and your mom changed mine. I doubt there are any secrets between our families."
"Because Mom visited here one month and your mom came to New York City the next month, we've never met."
"Tonia probably spanked me at least once, and Mom swatted your behind."
"I'm pretty sure she didn't."
Cordero's eyebrows rose. "Why?"
"I've never been spanked."
"Not from your dad?" After she shook her head, he asked, "Or Grandpa?"
"Never."
"That explains a lot. I need to fix that right now."
Cordero jogged around to the other side of the bed, while Alexandra climbed across the bed. "No!"
Cordero chuckled and continued chasing.
Alexandra tripped over a corner of the rug and fell onto the bed. Cordero leaned over her and pinned her arms above her head. As they studied each other's eyes, their lips crept closer.
Rosa called, "Ali, your mom is on Zoom. Want to talk with her?"
"I'm on my way." She straightened her hair and walked from the room.
*****
Cordero stood and ran his hand through his short hair. "I'll be right down." He released a deep breath. What was I thinking? I wasn't.
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I maybe not be able to post tomorrow or answer the review right away. It's Mom's birthday party and all of my boys and their families will be here. I fly back to Texas on Monday, so it may not be post until Tuesday. I'll do what I can.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz Cord runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black Ali is a New York City corporate lawyer, is junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim One of the ranch foreman's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Sam Bailey Alpine's Sheriff.
Dale and Dorothy Ranchers who own the mare and the twin foals
| Author Notes | Thank you google images for a photo of a Mojave Rattle Snake. I'll probably post this novel on Saturday's until I complete Football. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 8 days ago/
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
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"Tonia probably spanked me at least once, and Mom swatted your behind."
"I'm pretty sure she didn't."
Cordero's eyebrows rose. "Why?"
"I've never been spanked."
"Not from your dad?" After she shook her head, he asked, "Or Grandpa?"
"Never."
"That explains a lot. I need to fix that right now."
Cordero jogged around to the other side of the bed, while Alexandra climbed across the bed. "No!"
Cordero chuckled and continued chasing.
Alexandra tripped over a corner of the rug and fell onto the bed. Cordero leaned over her and pinned her arms above her head. As they studied each other's eyes, their lips crept closer.
Rosa called, "Ali, your mom is on Zoom. Want to talk with her?"
"I'm on my way." She straightened her hair and walked from the room.
*****
Cordero stood and ran his hand through his short hair. "I'll be right down." He released a deep breath. What was I thinking? I wasn't.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 6b
When Alexandra entered the living room, she sat beside Rosa, looked at the computer screen, and smiled. "Hi Mom." She giggled. "Dad and Grandpa, hello."
Tonia sighed. "You look so relaxed. Ranch life agrees with you."
"Maybe. Cord's teaching me to ride and I saw twin foals today."
Brent, her dad asked, "So you've met Cord? I hear he's a pretty special guy."
Alexandra's cheeks glowed pink. "I guess he's all right."
"Only all right?" interrupted Cordero as he sat beside her. "Hello, Tonia."
Alexandra quickly introduced her dad and Grandpa, George.
"I have question," said Cordero. "Tonia, you were here every other month, and Mom came to New York the opposite month for over 30 years. Why didn't the rest of the family ever meet?"
Rosa took a deep breath. "I can answer that. Because, Tonia and my friendship is so special we both needed time just for us. We'd unwind from our hectic lives."
Tonia held up a finger. "You two did meet once. You were, what Rosa, around a year old?"
"Yes. I got pneumonia and was hospitalized. Tonia brought Ali, because she was still nursing, and took care of you." She glanced at her son before she continued, "Jorge stayed at the hospital with me. I'm sure you don't remember."
Cordero and Alexandra's eyes met and they shook their heads.
Tonia laughed. "Both of you together were a handful."
Chuckling Cordero said, "I have to ask, did you bathe us together?"
"Sure did. It was the most efficient way to handle two the same age."
Alexandra grabbed a pillow and covered her face. "No! Mom, you didn't?"
Cordero lowered her pillow and teased, "She did. I told you, we're family. There are no secrets."
Samson came up and put his head in Alexandra's lap.
A timer sounded in the kitchen, and Rosa jumped up. "Dinner's ready."
"Yummy," said Tonia. "One of Rosa's great Mexican dishes."
Alexandra turned toward the kitchen. "Nope, I taught Rosa how to make a French dinner."
Tonia's smile glowed. "First Rosa called you Ali and now I'm hearing you're cooking again. What next? I'm glad you're able to spend time there. I hope you and Cord aren't causing too much trouble. When you were toddling, you two could be a handful.
Jorge walked in and patted Cordero on the shoulder. "Cord's doing his best to keep Ali from being bored."
Brent asked, "Ali, what do you have planned for this evening."
She faced Cordero. "Nothing as far as I know."
"I thought we might see if we can convince Jewel to let us put a halter on her." Cordero went on to explain who Jewel was and how he planned on breaking her so Ali could ride her.
George chuckled. "Ali, I need to get back to work. I'm happy to hear you're doing well and sending my love."
"I miss you, Grandpa. I love you."
Cordero watched his dad answer his ringing phone and then stood. "I'll help Mom in the kitchen. Good meeting you, Brent. Tonia, I can't wait for your next visit. Bye."
*****
When Cordero entered the kitchen, he asked, "Mom, has Tonia ever mentioned anything about suspecting that Alan guy abused Ali?"
Rosa's eyes widened. "Never, why? Has she made an outcry?"
"No, but there's been a couple of times when she was afraid she'd done something wrong and fear filled her eyes. She even cowered."
Jorge entered. "From what I've heard about George and Brent, if anybody ever laid a hand on her, they'd kill him or have him killed."
Cordero took plates from the cabinet. "That explains the lack of an outcry. She'd want to protect them."
Jorge stared at Cordero, "Hijo, what do you plan to do about it?"
"Nothing. I don't know anything."
*****
After dinner and on the way to the corral, Cordero studied Alexandra. "You miss your family, don't you?"
"I do." She hesitated. "But I'm glad I'm here. I needed to get away." When Cordero's eyebrows rose, she changed the subject. "Think Jewel's going to let you put a halter on her?"
"You left New York because Alan kept pursuing you, right?" After she nodded, he asked, "Was he stalking you?" When she gulped, he asked, "Is he dangerous?"
Alexandra walked into the barn.
Cordero stood at the corral and studied Jewel. She's avoiding talking about it. He went into the barn. "Jim, get that new halter from the tack room. I'll get Dolly." His eyes met Alexandra's. "You ready to help?"
"Of course."
He handed Alexandra Dolly's reins. "Walk her into the corral but keep an eye on Jewel. If she starts charging, be ready to run." He tilted his head. "You do know how to run, right?"
"Everybody knows how to run."
Cordero chuckled. "I'm not so sure."
As Alexandra and Dolly entered the corral, Jewel moved to the farthest corner. Cordero followed behind with Jim beside him, carrying the halter and a whip.
Alexandra eyed the whip. "What's that for?"
Cordero whispered, "I don't like using them, but if you're in danger, I will. So far everything's good." He demonstrated taking Dolly's halter off and on. "I want you to put it on, remove it, and then replace it, over and over again. Hopefully, Jewel will get curious and come over to see what's going on. We'll be here in case we're needed." He stepped back and motioned for Jim to do the same.
While talking softly to Dolly, Alexandra continued with the halter and after about fifteen minutes Jewel gradually moved closer. She was now within a few feet.
Alexandra faced Jewel. "I see you decided to see what I'm doing." She held out her hand, but Jewel stepped back. "That's okay, you're not ready. I'll just keep learning how to put this on and off Dolly."
After another few minutes had passed, Jewel moved closer and neighed.
Jim stepped closer, but Cordero put his hand on his arm and motioned him to step back.
This time when Alexandra put her hand out, Jewel moved closer and let Alexandra pet her.
This continued before Alexandra held out the halter for Jewel. After she had examined it, Alexandra put it on Dolly.
Cordero whispered, "I'm sure you're getting tired. Jim, take Dolly to her stall, and return, but stand back. Ali, remain with Jewel. I'm going to see if she'll let me walk up. She may not. Stay alert if she reacts."
Jewel studied Cordero but didn't move back. Alexandra continued petting and talking to her. The horse shook her head when Cordero attempted to pet her muzzle. Cordero said, "Okay, I'll stand here."
Time passed before Cordero tried it again. Finally, Jewel allowed him to pet her.
As most of the stars twinkled in the sky, Cordero said, "It's getting late. Jewel, we need to go. Ali, slowly step back, and go to the barn. I'll be there shortly." He nodded for Jim to step closer, in case needed.
Alexandra smiled when Cordero joined her. "We did it, didn't we?"
He put his arm around and hugged her. "It went better than I imagined. You're a natural."
Jim slapped Cordero's back. "I questioned this 'gentle breaking' you believe in. I never thought it'd work, especially on that wild horse, but I'm becoming a believer." He held up the halter. "Next time I bet you or Ali, gets this on her."
"It takes time, but I think in the end there's a bond between the rider and horse."
Jim walked away. "Looks like you're right. Good night, Boss and Ali."
Both Alexandra and Cordero said, "Good night."
As they walked toward the house, Cordero said, "I heard there's some more of that fancy apple tarte."
"There is."
"Care to share some with me?"
"Individual bowls or one huge one?"
"Which one do you prefer?"
After thinking a few moments, Alexandra said, "One bowl, less dishes."
Inside the kitchen, Cordero paused as he dished up the apple tarte. "About earlier." He swallowed. "I almost kissed you."
Alexandra put her hand on his. "I didn't stop you. If Rosa wouldn't have called me, we would've kissed."
"I know you're still nursing a broken heart." He searched her eyes. "I feel we have a good thing. I don't want to ruin it."
"I don't want it ruined."
Samson shoved his way between them.
Cordero petted him. "Don't worry. I won't steal your girlfriend."
They went to the back porch to eat the tarte smothered with vanilla ice cream and watched the stars.
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz Cord runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black Ali is a New York City corporate lawyer, is junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim One of the ranch foreman's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Sam Bailey Alpine's Sheriff.
Dale and Dorothy Ranchers who own the mare and the twin foals
| Author Notes | Thank you google images for a photo of a West Texas night sky. I'll probably post this novel on Saturday's until I complete Football. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 11 days ago
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
Inside the kitchen, Cordero paused as he dished up the apple tarte. "About earlier." He swallowed. "I almost kissed you."
Alexandra put her hand on his. "I didn't stop you. If Rosa wouldn't have called me, we would've kissed."
"I know you're still nursing a broken heart." He searched her eyes. "I feel we have a good thing. I don't want to ruin it."
"I don't want it ruined."
Samson shoved his way between them.
Cordero petted him. "Don't worry. I won't steal your girlfriend."
They went to the back porch to eat the tarte smothered with vanilla ice cream and watched the stars.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 7A
During Friday morning breakfast, Cordero grinned at Alexandra. "I'm glad we planned an evening out. This week's been busy. I need a break."
Jorge chuckled. "Maybe you tried to do too much in one week."
Cordero's eyebrows rose. "Dad, I didn't plan on the twins being born early. I've had to check on them every day. I can't ignore them, can I?"
"Of course not."
Rosa took a drink of coffee. "Maybe breaking Jewel could've waited."
Cordero grinned at Alexandra. "Jewel's responding to Ali. We needed to take advantage of it. She's comfortable with her halter. Next week we'll try leading her around." He glanced at his dad. "Do you think we should hold off investigating our bull rustling problem?"
"No, we need to be out in force every day to ensure we don't lose any more. The two we've lost are too many. I think the alternative pasture and security cameras are our answer. We need to decide which pasture we're going to move them to."
Alexandra almost whispered, "You don't need to teach me to ride. That takes a lot of time."
Cordero put his hand over hers. "I look forward to our evening rides."
Alexandra's cheeks tinged pink, as Jorge grinned and faced his wife. "What do you two young ladies have planned for today?"
Rosa set down her coffee cup. "You know, I don't know. Ali, any ideas?"
"If you have time, I'd like to go shopping. A lady can never have enough clothes."
Rosa stood. "I like the way you think. Let's get these dishes done."
Jorge held up his cup. "Would it be possible to get more coffee?"
Cordero chimed in, "Me too?"
Before taking dishes to the kitchen, Rosa topped off both cups.
*****
Later that morning, Rosa parked her SUV on Alpine's main street. "Are we shopping for anything in particular or just shopping?"
Alexandra tilted her head. "To be honest, I don't know. I'm not sure I have anything appropriate to wear tonight. Cord and I are going to dinner and then dancing. I brought dresses, but I'm not sure they're appropriate."
"I'm sure my son would like anything you wear."
"He'll know a lot of people, and I don't want him to be embarrassed." She hesitated. "Or for him to have to explain I'm a city girl."
"I understand. You don't want to stand out."
"That's a good way to say it."
They entered the clothing store and searched for the perfect outfit.
Almost an hour later after trying on numerous outfits, Alexandra settled on a sky blue dress. She also decided on a few more T-shirts and another pair of blue jeans. As she paid, she paused. "I forgot something." She faced Rosa. "I need to get Cord some bandanas."
"He has plenty."
Alexandra shook his head. "He loans them to me and ran out the other day. Help me choose what he likes." After choosing a dozen bandanas, Alexandra paid.
As they went to Rosa's car, she asked, "Want to go to the diner for lunch?"
"Sounds good." She turned toward the sidewalk.
Rosa opened the SUV door. "Put your bags inside." When Alexandra's eyes widened, she continued, "You're in Alpine, not New York City. They'll be safe. I promise."
"Okay." She placed the bags inside and shut the door. "I guess we're ready."
Rosa headed toward the diner. "You going to order the grilled chicken salad you had the other day?"
"It was good, but I'm not sure. What's your favorite?"
"I like the enchiladas, but today, I think I'll have a taco salad."
"That sounds good, too."
The ladies found a table, sat, and ordered their drinks and salads.
Rosa saw a lady from her church group. "Excuse me a minute. I need to see if Mary has signed up any bachelors for our auction."
Alexandra sipped her iced tea. "No problem." She took out her phone and checked text messages.
Pat walked up. "Alexandra, it's a nice surprise seeing you again. What brings you to town?"
"Shopping."
"I'm surprised you'd shop off the rack. I'm sure you're used to the New York fashion boutiques."
"I am but those outfits don't fit with ranch life."
"I'm glad you're still here, but I never expected you to stay so long." He pulled out a chair and sat.
"It's quite a few steps down from what you're used to."
"It's different, but isn't any better or worse. Just different."
"Have you thought any more about going to Houston with me next weekend?"
The waitress brought two taco salads and set them on the table. "Is there anything else I can get you?" She glanced at Pat. "Will you be joining the ladies?"
His eyes widened. "Ladies?"
Alexandra smiled. "Yes, after our shopping trip, Rosa and I decided to have lunch together." She turned and pointed. "She's talking to a friend about the bachelor auction."
Pat stood. "I need to get back to my office."
As he left, Alexandra muttered under her breath, "You haven't eaten."
Rosa walked over. "Pat, you don't need to leave on my account." She sat. "I wonder why he left so fast."
Alexandra laid her napkin across her lap. "I wouldn't worry about it. This looks delicious."
*****
Late afternoon, Alexandra stared out the front window as Rosa walked up. "Is there a problem? You look like you're waiting for somebody."
"Cord never told me what time we're going out. I don't know when to start getting ready."
Rosa glanced at her watch. "It's almost five o'clock. I'm guessing Cord will be here within an hour.
He'll probably shower and change." She laughed. "At least I hope so."
"I think I'll shower now. I'm sure it'll take me longer to get ready."
"I can't wait to see you in that dress. The color compliments your eyes."
"Thank you. I hope it works."
*****
As Cordero unsaddled Chip, Jim asked, "Boss, you're quitting a little early, aren't you?"
"Ali and I are going to dinner and dancing."
Jim laughed. "Bob, did you hear that? Boss has a date with that big city lawyer."
Cordero shook his head. "It's not a date. We're just..."
"Having dinner and going dancing together," interrupted Bob. "In these parts that's called a date."
"It's not like that." Cordero watched his buddies' eyebrows rise. "You're not listening."
Jim wiped his face with his sleeve. "It's hot out here. You're forgetting I've seen you two together.
It's a date. You can deny it all you want, but you're sweet on her." He poked Bob's arm. "How about we go to town tonight? I have a feeling we'll need to help Boss protect this young lady's honor."
Bob released a deep breath. "As pretty as she is, you bet."
Cordero removed his work gloves. "I won't need to defend her honor." He walked toward the house, shaking his head.
Inside the house, his mom walked up and asked, "How was your day?"
"Hot." Cordero scanned the area. "Where's Ali?"
"Getting ready."
"I'd better hurry."
"She's a lady. It takes us longer."
Cordero chuckled. "Probably."
"Where are you going for dinner?"
"I was thinking The Century. It's the best place in town. Then we'll go to Railroad Blues." He headed toward his bedroom.
*****
When Cordero walked into the kitchen, Rosa looked up from fixing dinner. "I haven't seen her, yet."
Cordero checked his watch. "We have six-thirty reservations."
"Did you tell Ali?"
He chuckled. "I didn't make them until around noon and I haven't seen her." Glancing up when he heard a noise, he closed his eyes and exhaled. Wow! Bob and Jim were right. As she got closer, he caught the scent of her perfume. "You look amazing." He pointed to a sack. "What's in there?"
Alexandra held it out for him. "I bought you some bandanas. I understand you were a little short the other day."
Cordero took it. "You didn't need to."
"I wanted to. It'll help keep you in the white knight category."
Rosa walked over and took the bandanas. "I'll take these. You two need to get going to make that reservation."
With wide eyes, Alexandra asked, "What reservation?"
"Yeah, I forgot to mention it. Ready?" Cordero held out his arm.
Accepting it, Alexandra smiled. "Yes."
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz Cord runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black Ali is a New York City corporate lawyer, is junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim One of the ranch foreman's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Sam Bailey Alpine's Sheriff.
Dale and Dorothy Ranchers who own the mare and the twin foals
| Author Notes | Thank you google images for a photo of the center of Alpine, Texas. Chapter 7, about Cord and Ali's date is very long and I divided it into four parts for FanStory. It's almost 5000 words. I couldn't do that to you. LOL This post is a little over 1300 words. I'll probably post this novel on Saturday's until I complete Football. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 11 days ago
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
He chuckled. "I didn't make them until around noon and I haven't seen her." Glancing up when he heard a noise, he closed his eyes and exhaled. Wow! Bob and Jim were right. As she got closer, he caught the scent of her perfume. "You look amazing." He pointed to a sack. "What's in there?"
Alexandra held it out for him. "I bought you some bandanas. I understand you were a little short the other day."
Cordero took it. "You didn't need to."
"I wanted to. It'll help keep you in the white knight category."
Rosa walked over and took the bandanas. "I'll take these. You two need to get going to make that reservation."
With wide eyes, Alexandra asked, "What reservation?"
"Yeah, I forgot to mention it. Ready?" Cordero held out his arm.
Accepting it, Alexandra smiled. "Yes."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 7b
After they were seated at the restaurant and as they studied the menu, Alexandra asked, "What do you suggest?"
"I've only been here a few times, but everything I've tried has been good. I haven't decided for tonight, but it's between the Blackened Red Fish, or Lemon Dill Salmon." When Alexandra's eyes widened, he grinned. "What?"
"I expected you to be a steak-and-potato man."
"I do come out of my cave once in a while."
"That's not what I meant."
He grinned. "Oh really?"
The waitress stopped at their table. "Cord, are you ready to order?"
He studied Alexandra. "I am, but I'm not sure about the lady. Ali, you need more time?"
"I'm thinking about the Blackened Red Fish."
"Just want to caution you. It comes with Cajun Rice. It has a kick to it." Cordero faced the waitress. "Sarah, I think we'll need more time."
"Sorry." Alexandra laid the menu down. "I'm not sure."
Chuckling, Cordero said, "Take your time. There's no rush."
"Knowing you, you'll starve in a few minutes." Again, she studied the menu.
He teased, "I'll attempt to hold off starvation for a few more minutes."
Alexandra closed the menu and set it on the table. "I know what I want. I think."
"Should I call Sarah over?"
"Yes, maybe, before I change my mind."
Sarah stood by the table, and Cordero said, "We're ready, I think." He grinned. "Ali?"
"I'll have the Lemon Dill Salmon." She held her breath. "No, I changed my mind. I want the Ribeye. I've heard they have really good beef in Texas. I'll try it."
Sarah wrote it on her pad and waited for Cordero.
Shaking his head, he said, "Half of her steak and the Blackened Red Fish."
After Sarah left, Cordero said, "I never expected a lawyer to be so indecisive."
"I'm not in the court room, but deciding what to eat, that's different."
"I haven't noticed you being picky."
"I'm not. I like almost everything. That's the problem." Alexandra hesitated and stared. What's Pat doing here?
Cordero turned. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I thought I saw somebody, but I guess not."
Sarah placed the salads in front of them. "Cord, I think Bambi has an ear infection. She keeps shaking her head and scratching her left ear."
"Sounds like a possibility." He hesitated. "Do you think she can wait until Monday morning, or do I need to examine her tomorrow?"
"I think she can wait."
"Okay, I'll be in town around nine o'clock. Is that too early?" After she agreed with the time, he continued, "If she gets worse, call and I'll see her over the weekend."
"Thank you."
After Sarah left, Cordero grinned. "Bambi's a Pomeranian. Only three pounds but a force to be reckoned with. She's Sarah's baby. I think she's bitten me every time I've seen her."
"Ouch!"
"That small it doesn't hurt, but it's a nuisance."
Alexandra took a bit of salad. "This is good." After a few moments, she said, "Your veterinarian job is almost full time, isn't it?"
"It is. There's another one in town, but it seems I keep getting more business. I didn't expect that." He released a deep breath. "Between the ranch and it, I'm busy all the time. I honestly expected it to be part-time."
"Probably because you love animals, and it shows. I left a vet clinic because I felt the doctors, and I tried them both, didn't honestly like Lily. It's important they like animals. It has to show."
"Maybe you're right." He took a drink. "I hope you like it here. I know it's not what you're used to."
"Please don't apologize. It's very nice and I'm enjoying myself. I'm relaxed."
"Please explain."
Before Alexandra could continue, a middle-aged couple, Ralph and Betty came over. Ralph said, "Cord, Sam Bailey mentioned you're missing some bulls."
Cordero's eyes met Alexandra and he mouthed, "Sorry." He faced Ralph. "That's true. We have no clue who or what's taking them."
"I think we need to have a town hall meeting about this because I heard two black bears have been scavenging peoples' garbage cans. Can you believe they actually came into the town?"
"It's strange they came into a populated area. I doubt they'd steal two bulls. I think there'd be evidence of a fight."
"Yeah, you're probably right." Ralph held out his hand. "Good to see you again."
After shaking Ralph's hand, Cordero stood and kissed Betty's cheek. "It's good to see you again, too, Betty."
When he sat, he shook his head. "I'm sorry."
"I see you're very well-known and liked in town." Alexandra attempted to hide her smile. "I'm beginning to think you need to feed Samson more, he's ransacking the garbage cans." She giggled.
"It's a real problem. If bears are coming into town, something's not right with the ecosystem. For some reason they're not finding enough food in the wild. That can be dangerous."
She studied her salad and whispered, "Sorry."
He reached over and touched her hand. "I'm the one who's sorry. I didn't mean it the way it probably sounded." When she continued to stare, he reached over and raised her chin, so their eyes met. "I hate the way that guy must have treated you."
Alexandra blew out a deep breath. "I'm sorry I'm so sensitive. I didn't used to be. Of course, having bears roam around a populated area would be dangerous."
Sarah set their meals on the table. "Anything else I can get you?"
Cordero asked, "Ali, you good?"
"Yes, but there's no way I can eat all this."
Chuckling, Cordero said, "Go figure."
Sarah pointed at the table. "Ma'am, I forgot your baked potato. I'll be right back."
"No." Alexandra's hunched down a little. "Sorry, I didn't mean to be so loud. Please don't. "I can't eat all this."
"But it comes with the meal you paid for."
Alexandra glanced toward Cordero for help. He grinned. "It's all right, Sarah. Please, leave it in the kitchen."
Smiling Alexandra said, "Thank you. I need to watch my figure."
Cordero's eyes twinkled. "No, you don't. I'm watching it for you."
Blowing out air, Alexandra said, "You can be frustrating."
He touched her hand. "I hope in a good way."
"The verdict's still out," teased Alexandra as she motioned for Sarah. "Could you please bring another plate?" When she said yes, she added, "Thank you."
After Sarah brought the plate, Alexandra cut her steak and set the larger portion on it. Her eyes met Cordero's. "This is your portion."
"I was wondering what you were going to do with the plate." Cordero cut part of his salmon and moved it to Alexandra's plate. "It's only fair I share."
"How does that help me? I can't eat all of this." She cut the piece of salmon on her plate in two and gave part back to him. "Now, I think we're right."
Cordero stared at her eyes. "Your blue eyes sparkle when you're happy and that blue dress highlights them."
Alexandra avoided eye contact, cut her steak, and took a bite. "This is really good."
"I'm glad you like it. You're uncomfortable with compliments. Why?"
"How's your salmon?"
"Subject changed. My salmon's very good."
When they were almost finished, Sarah came to the table. "Save room for dessert?"
Alexandra tapped her stomach. "Nothing for me, thank you, but do you have ice cream?" After the waitress nodded, Alexandra continued, "Good.
I've learned this cowboy loves ice cream."
Sarah tapped her pen on her pad. "Cord, your usual?"
He shook his head. "It's not fair. You're ganging up on me." After he ate the last bite of steak, he added, "Yes, and bring two spoons. I have a feeling she'll find a spot for at least one bite."
After they shared the cup of ice cream, Cordero took care of the bill and tip. He held her chair as she stood, placed his hand on the small of her back, and they left.
Alexandra studied an image. It's Pat, but why would he be here?
As they left the restaurant, Cordero said, "I hope you enjoyed dinner."
She leaned her head against his arm. "I did, thank you."
Cordero grinned. "Good. I hope you enjoy dancing."
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I'm not sure when I'll post chapter 7c, next week, either Friday or Sunday. We're going down to Victoria, Texas to visit our son, Steven, it's his birthday. We will be traveling home on Saturday, so can't post.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foreman's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat: bank owener, possible suitor for Ali
Sam Bailey: Alpine's Sheriff.
Dale and Dorothy: ranchers who own the mare and the twin foals
Sarah: waitress and owner of Bambi
Ralph and Betty: towns people
| Author Notes | Thank you google images for a photo of a ribeye steak. Chapter 7, about Cord and Ali's date is very long and I divided it into four parts for FanStory. Not a lot is happening in this post, but it is building their relationship, which I feel is important in a romance. LOL This post is a little under 1400 words. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 11 days ago
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
Alexandra studied an image. It's Pat, but why would he be here?
As they left the restaurant, Cordero said, "I hope you enjoyed dinner."
She leaned her head against his arm. "I did, thank you."
Cordero grinned. "Good. I hope you enjoy dancing."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 7c
At the Railroad Blues, Cordero opened the pick-up door for Alexandra. He cupped her elbow and led her inside. "Here we are."
"I know how to dance, but I don't know this one."
"I'll teach you."
After they found a table, a waitress stopped and asked for their order. Alexandra said, "I'll take a white wine."
The waitress, Christy smiled. "Sweetie, we don't have that here."
Alexandra glanced at Cordero. He ordered, "The lady'll have Ginger Ale, and I'll have a beer."
Christy asked, "Your usual?"
"Yes." As Christy left, Cordero winked at Alexandra and said, "I hope Ginger Ale's okay. I'm guessing you're not a drinker."
"I'm not. Thank you."
After their drinks were brought, they each took a sip, and Cordero stood. "Ready to try dancing?" He held her chair.
She glanced at the dancefloor. "I'll try, but..."
He took her hand. "This one's easy. It's a simple line dance."
Alexandra attempted the moves and got frustrated as she mixed up the order they came in.
Cordero moved behind her. "If it's okay, I'll show you." After she nodded, he put his arms around her and helped her move her hands. When it came time to move her lower body, he'd touch the hips or legs and whispered which direction to move.
Laughing they continued this for two dances. Finally, Alexandra said, "Thank you. I think I have it."
"You sure?"
"I'm pretty sure." She smiled. "I think you're enjoying the closeness way too much."
His dark brown eyes twinkled. "I plead the fifth."
After Alexandra proved she had learned the dance, Cordero asked, "Ready for a break?" When she nodded, he led her to the table. "Hungry?"
She rubbed her stomach. "You've got to be kidding."
He chuckled. "I never kid about food."
A little later, music for a slow dance began. He held out his hand, and Alexandra accepted it. The dance proceeded respecting an appropriate distance between them.
As the second song played, Alexandra gradually crept closer until her head rested against Cordero's chest.
After he swallowed, he asked, "Is this for Pat's benefit?"
Alexandra glanced around. "He's here?"
He motioned his head. "Over by the bar."
She exhaled. "No." Her eyes met his. "It's because, I've never had so much fun on a date in my entire life."
Their stare continued as their lips moved closer.
Just before they shared their first kiss, Pat tapped Cordero's shoulder. "May I cut in?"
Cordero glanced at Alexandra. "Is it all right?" She nodded, and he stepped away.
Pat attempted to pull her close, but she moved back. "You need to keep a distance or this dance is over."
He stepped back.
"Thank you." After a moment, she said, "I don't believe in coincidences. I saw you at the restaurant and now you showed up here. Are you stalking me?"
"Not exactly. I'm worried about you."
Her eyebrows rose. "What?"
"Ortiz has a history of abusing women. I don't want that to happen to you."
"He's been nothing but a perfect gentleman."
"Ask him what happened to Amy Harding."
She walked away, but over her shoulder said, "I don't need to."
Cordero put his hand on her arm. "Is there a problem?"
"I took care of it."
"Do you want to take a break or dance?"
Alexandra took his hand. "Let's dance."
"Okay." Cordero held Alexandra. "You're tense. Are you sure you're all right?"
She exhaled. "I'm fine." She leaned against his chest. "I just need a minute."
He leaned his head against the top of hers. After a few moments, he said, "I can feel you relaxing."
"I am. Thank you."
"I didn't do anything."
"You did more than you know."
He twirled her and she went back into him arms. "Care to explain?"
She smiled. "Nope."
Maggie came and grabbed Alexandra's arm yanking her away from Cordero.
Alexandra's eyes widened. "Who are you? What are you doing?"
"I'm Cord's girlfriend. I don't like the way you're coming on to him. He's mine."
"Cord, what's going on?"
His eyes widened. "Maggie?"
Alexandra glared at him. "You know her?"
He nodded. "Yes, but I don't understand..."
"I won't be the other woman," interrupted Alexandra, slapped Cordero's cheek, and ran outside.
Cordero followed. "Ali, wait. I can explain."
Pat grabbed his shoulder. "It's about time Alexandra realized what you are."
Bob and Jim stepped between the two men. Jim grabbed Cordero's raised fist. "He's not worth it. Go after Ali."
Cordero ran out, stopped, and scanned both directions. Where'd she go?
One of the guys standing outside smoking asked, "You looking for that pretty city gal who just ran out?" After Cordero acknowledged he was, the man pointed. "She went east."
Running to his truck, Cordero yelled, "Thanks." He sped away, with tires kicking up rocks. She couldn't have gone far.
When he saw her, he parked alongside the road and jumped out. He rushed up and took her arm.
Alexandra yanked it away. "Don't touch me."
He pulled his arm back. "Okay. Get in."
Her eyes glared daggers. "I'm not going anywhere with you." She turned away.
He glanced at the sky and closed his eyes before he continued, "Ali..."
"Alexandra to you."
"I get you're pissed. Let me take you home. Not only are you going in the wrong direction, it's dangerous out here."
After she faced the other direction and started walking, he added, "There are mule deer, elk, pronghorn, coyotes, wolves, black bear, snakes, cougar, peccary, and feral hogs."
Reaching out his hand for her take, he continued, "There's always the most dangerous of all; a drunk cowboy. Now get your butt in the truck, and let me take you home."
Without accepting his hand, she headed toward the pick-up. "I'll accept a ride home, only because I forgot my purse. Don't expect me to speak to you.
He shook his head. "Of course not."
She attempted to open the pick-up door but couldn't. "Unlock the door."
"It is. You need to press the silver button."
She continued to press it. "I am. It doesn't work."
He reached around her, pressed it once, let go, and opened the door. "Like this."
She released a deep breath as she climbed in.
Cordero drove about a half a mile before he glanced at Alexandra. "You don't need to cling to the door. I'm not going to leap across the seat and molest you."
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Starting today, I'll be posting this novel on Sunday's. I hope you enjoy it.
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| Author Notes | Thank you google images for a photo of a black bear at night. Chapter 7, about Cord and Ali's date is very long and I divided it into four parts for FanStory. This post is a little over 1100 words. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 11 days ago
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
Without accepting his hand, she headed toward the pick-up. "I'll accept a ride home, only because I forgot my purse. Don't expect me to speak to you.
He shook his head. "Of course not."
She attempted to open the pick-up door but couldn't. "Unlock the door."
"It is. You need to press the silver button."
She continued to press it. "I am. It doesn't work."
He reached around her, pressed it once, let go, and opened the door. "Like this."
She released a deep breath as she climbed in.
Cordero drove about a half a mile before he glanced at Alexandra. "You don't need to cling to the door. I'm not going to leap across the seat and molest you."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 7D
For a few miles Cordero drove toward the ranch, before he hit the steering wheel and then pulled off to the side of the road. "We're going to talk." He watched Alexandra's continual stare out the side window. "I'll talk. I don't know why Maggie made a scene. I'm sorry you're upset."
Alexandra faced him and her eyes appeared to shoot daggers. "You don't understand?" She tilted. "I didn't realize how much of a player you are. She's your girlfriend. Why wouldn't she be upset? You've been leading me on."
Cordero frowned. "You think Maggie's my girlfriend?"
"She said she was and accused me of hitting on you."
"She's not my girlfriend and never was." Cordero exhaled.
"Maggie must have some reason to believe you're a couple. I doubt she just made it up."
"Back in September, at that stupid auction Mom and her friends had to raise money for new band uniforms she won a dinner with me. I took her to dinner. She wanted to go dancing so I agreed. We went to the same place I took you tonight. She got drunk. I took her home, made sure she got inside safely, and left. I didn't kiss her, hug her, or mention anything about a follow-up date."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm positive. I've never called her or led her on in anyway. When I see her in town, I'm polite. That's it. I'm her cat Howie's, vet, but have always acted professionally." He shook his head. "I have no clue what's going on."
When his eyes met hers, she said, "All this seems strange."
"In the week and half you've been here, don't you think if I had a girlfriend, you'd have heard something? Wouldn't I have called her or she'd have called me or I would've had a date or something?"
"That would make sense."
He reached over and took her hand. "The closest person I have to a girlfriend is you. I haven't been leading you on. I honestly care and have since we first met. I'm glad you're staying at the ranch so we get the opportunity to get to know each other."
After they sat in silence for a few moments, Cordero said, "It's a perfect night to see the Marfa lights. It's about twenty-five miles away. Want to go?"
"Okay."
The drive to Marfa remained silent.
Cordero backed the pick-up into a parking slot. "We'll sit in the bed. It's the best place to watch them." He went around and opened her door. Cordero led her to the back. "I can't promise we'll see them, but the conditions are perfect." He pointed. "They usually show up over there."
At the pick-up's bed, he asked, "Would you like help up?" After she nodded, he took her by the waist and set her on the tailgate. "Go to the back. We'll use the cab as a backrest."
Starting to move her legs around, she said, "Please turn around. There's no ladylike way to get to the back."
He turned. "Let me know when you're ready."
Once they were both seated against the cab, Cordero said, "I'm sure you've been driving, and the road up-a-head appeared wet. What you see is a 'heat haze' or 'heat shimmer'. It's an optical illusion. Something like that is probably what's happening in front of that mountain. Nobody really knows for sure what causes the lights or the reason for the crash before they begin."
"How long do we wait?"
"Good question."
After a few minutes of silence, Alexandra asked, "Who's Amy Harding?"
Cordero ran his hand through this short black hair. "So that's what Pat said to upset you." He faced Alexandra. "It was the summer after our senior year. Amy had been going steady with Pat. He broke it off. I'm not sure why. There were two rumors floating around."
"Did either have anything to do with you?"
He shook his head. "No. One was Pat was leaving for college and didn't want to be going steady with anybody when he left." Alexandra nodded, so he continued, "The second, and most likely, Amy was pregnant, and Pat didn't want to take the responsibility for it."
Her eyes widened. "No."
"Yes. After they broke up, I took Amy to a church ice cream social and to a rodeo. Then I left for college, and we lost contact. At the time I knew nothing about the pregnancy."
Cordero hesitated. "About a month later, Dad called and said Amy went to live with her grandma in El Paso because she was four months pregnant. He wanted to know if I knew anything about it."
"Did you?"
"I did not. We never had sex. I never did anything more than kiss her cheek. That January the baby was born, and rumors continued about me being the father. I knew I wasn't but came home and volunteered a DNA test. It proved I wasn't. Pat has paid court ordered child support for nine years now. He still denies he's the father and swears he's stuck with child support for my child."
"But the DNA test proves you're innocent."
"He says the test's wrong."
"There's really bad blood between you."
"That's putting it mildly." After a long pause, Cordero said, "Pat stood at the bar and watched you. I wonder if he bought Maggie drinks, got her drunk, and set her up to verbally attack you. He doesn't want us to spend time together."
Alexandra leaned her head against his arm. "I'm here, aren't I? It didn't work."
"But it was touch and go for a while."
She swallowed. "I'm sorry I slapped you."
Cordero moved her chin so their eyes met. "Because of what your fiance did, I understand why it hurt so much being accused of being the other woman."
He put his arms around her. "Those eyes of yours get to me every time. When you're happy they sparkle and dance. When you were angry, they shoot daggers into my heart. When you're hurt or upset, they melt my heart because I want to make it better."
He released a deep breath. "When you feel I'm upset with you, your eyes show fear. Like you're afraid I'm going to hurt you." His finger caressed her cheek. "I don't know where that comes from, but I'm promising you right now, I'll never hit you. Understand?"
She nodded. "Yes."
As their lips moved closer, a clash was heard. They glanced toward the mountain and the Marfa lights shone in their full glory.
Alexandra's eyes widened. "Wow! They're beautiful."
"They are. I thought you'd be impressed."
When the light show was over, Cordero jumped off the pick-up bed. "It's late. We need to get home. Come here and I'll help you down."
As Cordero drove home, Alexandra reached over and touched his hand. "Thank you for tonight. It was close to perfect."
He glanced at her. "I'm sure you went on some really fancy dates in New York City. This is very small town."
"I was a nerd in high school, the girl who always had a book in her hand."
"I bet you were still beautiful. What about college?"
She laughed. "I think Nerd trumps looks. In college, I studied all the time. I didn't want to take a chance of not getting into Yale."
"What did you major in?"
"English and Criminal Justice. I had two majors."
"Did you take any time to date?"
"I dated some, but it always interfered with my goal."
"Now we're at the present. I'm sure, what's his name took you to some fantasy places."
"He did, but he always told me what the expected behavior was, what I'd order, when I could talk and what I was allowed to say. I was worried I'd do something wrong and never enjoyed myself." Alexandra swallowed. "Tonight, I didn't know how to line dance, but you were gracious about it and taught me how. You weren't embarrassed by me."
Cordero grinned. "It was an opportunity to cuddle."
Her eyes widened. "I see. You had an alternative motive."
He winked. "Maybe."
As Cordero pulled into his parking place at home, his phone rang. "Who could this be? It's one-thirty." He answered. "Sure Dale, I'm on my way." He faced Alexandra. "One of the foals is in danger. I need to leave." He opened his door.
"I can get inside by myself."
He jumped out and rushed to her door. "I need to ensure you get inside safely."
At the door, he said, "If I'm not back by breakfast, let Mom and Dad know what's going on. This might take a while." He jogged to his pick-up.
Alexandra watched him leave before she shut the door.
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foreman's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat: bank owner, possible suitor for Ali
Sam Bailey: Alpine's Sheriff.
Dale and Dorothy: ranchers who own the mare and the twin foals
Maggie: a friend
| Author Notes | Thank you google images for a photo of The Marfa Lights. Chapter 7, about Cord and Ali's date is very long and I divided it into four parts for FanStory. Chapter 8 will be posted next Sunday. As I posted I made changes, so I hope it's okay. This post is a little over 1500 words. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 12 days ago
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
As Cordero pulled into his parking place at home, his phone rang. "Who could this be? It's one-thirty." He answered. "Sure Dale, I'm on my way." He faced Alexandra. "One of the foals is in danger. I need to leave." He opened his door.
"I can get inside by myself."
He jumped out and rushed to her door. "I need to ensure you get inside safely."
At the door, he said, "If I'm not back by breakfast, let Mom and Dad know what's going on. This might take a while." He jogged to his pick-up.
Alexandra watched him leave before she shut the door.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 8
Cordero had not returned by Saturday's breakfast or lunch, but often called his dad with different options to try to see if he could find a nurse mare. The foal wasn't going to survive if one wasn't found.
Around two o'clock, Alexandra heard Cordero's pick-up pull into his parking space in front of the house. She ran out to meet him. "How's the baby?"
"It was touch and go for a while. Right now, she's okay. Has Dad found a nurse mare?"
"Not yet." She felt the roughness of his not shaving and picked a piece of straw from his shirt. "You haven't slept, have you?"
"I got a few minutes on some bales of hay here and there." He scratched his razer stubble. "I'm sure I'm a mess." He put his hand in the small of her back and led her inside.
Once in the hallway, Alexandra stood back and gave Cordero a once over. "You're actually pretty sexy."
He chuckled. "Now I know you prefer bad boys." His eyes twinkled as they met hers. "I'm going to catch a few hours of sleep. Make sure I'm up for dinner." He winked as he went to his room.
*****
About a half-an-hour before dinner, Cordero walked into the kitchen. "Dad, have you found a nurse mare?"
"Not for sure. I have a lead on one. I'll know later tonight."
Cordero nodded. "Where's Ali?"
Rosa pointed. "She's at the corral with Jewel."
His eyes widened as he headed toward the door.
His dad called after him. "Don't worry. Jim's with her."
At the corral, he grinned at the view of Alexandra petting Jewel's muzzle. "When Dad said you were with Jewel, I was concerned, but I see you were careful." He nodded toward Jim.
Jim walked up. "Don't worry, Boss. I'll take care of your gal."
Alexandra's eyes met Cordero's. "Jewel was lonely." She smiled and rubbed his cheek. "I see you cleaned up, a little."
"Just a little." Cordero pointed at the barn. "How about after dinner we take a ride?"
"Are you sure? You've got to be tired."
"Riding relaxes me. I need a sunset ride. I hope you'll come along."
"I'd like that."
*****
During dinner Jorge said, "I heard you two caused a ruckus last night at The Railroad Blues."
Alexandra studied her plate. "I'm sorry, Jorge. It was my fault."
Cordero's eyebrows rose. "You were the victim." He touched her hand. "The person to blame is Rogers. He set everything in motion. You just reacted."
"That's the problem. I reacted. I know you." She scanned the people sitting at the table. "I know your parents. If I had taken time to think, I'd have known something was wrong with what Maggie said."
Jorge chuckled. "I hear for a city gal you have a pretty good punch."
Rubbing his jaw, Cordero chuckled. "She does."
With cheeks a full crimson color, Alexandra said, "Sorry about that."
Rosa tilted her head. "How did I miss this? Would somebody fill me in?"
Cordero glanced at his mom. "Rogers cut in to dance with Ali. During this dance, he led Ali to believe I had a habit of mistreating women. He used Amy Harding as an example."
Jorge set his glass down with a thump. "Sorry. That was cleared up years ago with a DNA test."
"I know, Dad. He still hasn't accepted it. From what we can gather, he got Maggie Bentson drunk and talked her into verbally attacking Ali. She said Ali was hitting on her boyfriend. Ali was accused of being the 'other woman'."
Rosa reached over and took Alexandra's hand. "I'm sure that hurt." She glanced toward her son. "Hence the reason for the slap."
"Yep." Cordero gave Alexandra's shoulders a hug. "We've worked through it and are good, right?"
"Yes, again, I'm sorry."
"Stop apologizing."
She nodded.
As dinner finished, Cordero stood. "Mom, I'll help with the dishes, then Ali and I are going for a ride."
Alexandra stood. "I'll help too."
Jorge answered his ringing phone. After hanging up, he said, "Hijo, we have a nurse mare. She'll be delivered to Dale's ranch about noon tomorrow."
"Good. I'll be there."
*****
As Cordero and Alexandra left the corral, she asked, "Are we riding anywhere special or just riding?"
"How would you like to see another one of my favorite star watching places?"
"I'd like that." She hesitated. "But what about wild animals?"
He lifted his shirt revealing his holster and then pointed to a rifle attached to his saddle. "Don't worry. I've got it covered."
"Of course you do."
He studied her riding. "You're really doing well with this. You're a natural."
Alexandra smiled. "I had a good teacher."
He grinned.
After passing a rock formation, they came to a small creek. Cordero pointed ahead. "We're here." He dismounted, walked over to help Alexandra down, and then tethered the horses. He patted each one. "We'll only be here a short time."
Cordero held out his hand and grinned when she took it. "There are rocks over here to sit on."
They sat for a few minutes in silence, before Alexandra said, "I was wondering..."
"Just say what's on your mind," interrupted Cordero. "I'll answer as honestly as I can."
"You know about my previous relationship, but I know nothing about any of your relationships. Have you had any?"
"Oh no, the dreaded 'tell me about the females in your life' talk," teased Cordero.
Alexandra studied her hands. "Never mind."
He took her hand. "I have no problems answering. My last relationship ended in November. I haven't had time to date since coming home or maybe no real interest."
"How long have you been home?"
"I came home for Thanksgiving and stayed."
"Why?"
"Why'd my relationship end or why I came home?"
"Both."
"They sort of go together." He paused as his eyes met hers. "Here it goes. Feel free to stop me at any time."
After she nodded, he continued, "A mutual friend introduced me to Joyce at a barbecue around the Fourth of July. We dated pretty heavily until November. Dad had a minor stroke November 7th. As you can see he's okay, but the doctor told him he needed to slow down."
He adjusted himself on the rock. "Mom and Dad discussed selling the ranch and moving to town. This ranch has been in Mom's family for generations. I couldn't let them sell it. Besides I wasn't happy living in Houston. I don't like city life. I know it's not as large as New York City, but it's too big for me. I didn't like the crowds, the traffic, the noise, or how city people treated each other."
"You like the wide open spaces and small town friendships."
"You're right. I brought Joyce home with me while Dad was still in the hospital."
"It must've been serious if you brought her home?" She shivered a little.
Unbuttoning his shirt, he removed it, leaving a white sleeveless T-shirt. "How do you end up without a jacket?" He held it out for her to slip her arms through the sleeves.
"You'll get cold."
"I'm fine." Cordero watched her eyes graze over his muscles. "Is there a problem?"
Alexandra swallowed. "No." She released a deep breath. "Everything's good."
"Back to your question. We played at it being serious but it wasn't. We wanted different things. When I told her I was moving back home, she said, 'she wanted a veterinarian not a rancher'."
"I bet that hurt."
He chuckled. "Not really. I was relieved. I moved home and am glad I did." He stared at the stars for a few moments. "I'm running the ranch and keeping a mostly part-time vet practice. It's the best of both worlds. I don't make any major decisions without talking it over with Dad. He still has a say in how things run. We work well together."
"That's because you're a good son and a good man."
Their eyes met as he caressed her cheek. As their lips prepared to meet, a loud roar sounded.
Alexandra jumped. "What's that?"
"A mountain lion."
"A lion? In Texas?"
"A cougar." Cordero shook his head. I'm never going to get to kiss her. We're always interrupted. He stood and held out his hand to help her rise. "We'd better get back."
After helping Alexandra mount Dolly, Cordero climbed on Chip, and she said, "We talked more than we watched the stars."
"I figured that talk was due, especially after last night. I'm surprised you didn't ask then."
"You don't mind me asking?"
"Why would I?"
Alexandra glanced at him, inhaled deeply, and then said under her breath, "You're so..."
"What? I didn't hear you."
"I didn't say anything."
"Yes, you did. I heard 'you're so', but you stopped."
"Is that cougar around?"
"I haven't heard it, but it's probably not far. You changed the subject." He studied her. "What were you saying?"
"Nothing important."
Cordero chuckled. "I can see you blushing in the moonlight."
Alexandra didn't comment.
As they entered the barn, he helped her off Dolly. She removed his shirt. "Cover those muscles."
He held her. "So you were thinking about my muscles, huh?" When she didn't comment, he continued, "You were." He stared into her eyes. "Your eyes are sparkling. They're telling me you're happy."
She gulped. "I am."
They gradually moved toward a kiss.
Jim walked in. "Boss, go ahead inside. I'll put the horses up."
Cordero groaned.
Turning around, Jim added, "Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. I'll leave."
Whispering Cordero said, "We're used to it." He then yelled, "Jim, get back here."
Alexandra reached up and pecked Cordero's cheek. "I'm going inside."
He rubbed his cheek and grinned.
When Cordero came inside, he glanced around. His dad walked up behind him. "If you're looking for Ali, she went to her room. Is everything okay?"
Cordero rubbed his cheek. "I think so."
"Did she slap you again?"
"The opposite. It's confusing."
"Hijo, if this is confusing your mom and I did a horrible job raising you." Jorge shook his head. "And we wasted our money on that high priced university." He studied the shirt in Cordero's hand. "Why aren't you wearing your shirt?"
"Ali forgot her jacket and it was all I had to offer." Cordero hesitated. "Mom and you were great parents, and no you didn't waste your money. Ali's confusing."
Jorge chuckled. "You're in love, probably for the first time in your life. You're going to be confused for a while and it's going to get worse until you two figure out how to maneuver it. It'll be a rocky ride." He walked off.
Cordero shook his head. "So I'll remain confused and worse?"
Over his shoulder, Jorge replied, "Si."
~~~~~
Hijo is Spanish for son. Jorge will use it often.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foreman's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: bank owner, possible suitor for Ali
Sam Bailey: Alpine's Sheriff.
Dale and Dorothy: ranchers who own the mare and the twin foals
Maggie Bentson: an acquaintance
| Author Notes | Thank you google images for a photo of a cougar. Does he had a cute face? LOL I told some of you more information about how horrible Pat is will be coming in two weeks, I was mistaken. Chapter 9 will be longer than I anticipated. Information on Pat won't be coming until 4/24/22 if everything goes as planned. SORRY This post is a little over 1800 words. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 13 days ago
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
"Did she slap you again?"
"The opposite. It's confusing."
"Hijo, if this is confusing your mom and I did a horrible job raising you." Jorge shook his head. "And we wasted our money on that high priced university." He studied the shirt in Cordero's hand. "Why aren't you wearing your shirt?"
"Ali forgot her jacket and it was all I had to offer." Cordero hesitated. "Mom and you were great parents, and no you didn't waste your money. Ali's confusing."
Jorge chuckled. "You're in love, probably for the first time in your life. You're going to be confused for a while and it's going to get worse until you two figure out how to maneuver it. It'll be a rocky ride." He walked off.
Cordero shook his head. "So I'll remain confused and worse?"
Over his shoulder, Jorge replied, "Si."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 9 A
When the church service ended, Jorge and Cordero went to Dale's ranch and waited for the nurse mare to arrive.
Rosa and Alexandra went home. After lunch, Rosa asked, "Would you like to go for a ride? There's no reason for us to sit around the house. Who knows when Jorge and Cord will return?"
Alexandra stood. "Sounds great. When Mom's here, do you two go riding?"
"We do. I'll pack a few snacks and we'll go to your mom's and my favorite place. It hasn't gotten horribly hot yet and we had a wet spring, so the wild flowers should still be in bloom. How about fruit and cheese for a snack? I'll also pack some drinks."
"How can I help?"
"Would you run out to the barn and ask Jim to saddle Dolly and my horse, Sasha?"
"Sure."
A few minutes later, Alexandra entered the kitchen. "Jim said the horses will be ready shortly. What do you want me to do?"
Rosa pointed to grapes. "While I finish this, wash those, and then I think we're ready."
After they finished packing snacks and drinks, the ladies went to the barn.
*****
As they rode, Alexandra said, "Every time, I ride out here I'm amazed at how beautiful it is."
"You're mom likes it here too. You're so much like her."
"Thank you for the compliment."
"You seem more relaxed than when you first arrived."
"I am. I'm glad Mom suggested it."
Rosa pointed to her left. "We're going over there. I'm glad you and Cord met."
"Me too."
"Do I see a slight blush?" asked Rosa.
"Maybe I've gotten some sun."
Laughing Rosa said, "I'm sure that's it. It couldn't possibly be you enjoy Cord's company."
"It's fair to say I'm comfortable around him."
"He seems to enjoy your company." Rosa inhaled. "I love the fresh air. We're here. What do you think?"
"This entire field's covered with wild flowers. They're beautiful. So many different colors."
Rosa dismounted.
Alexandra struggled a little. When Rosa came to help, she said, "I guess I need to learn to get off Dolly by myself. Cord usually helps."
"Like Jim helped you on?"
She nodded. "Maybe Cord helps too much. I'll mention it to him."
"That's between you two." Rosa motioned to an area. "Let's go over here."
Glancing around Alexandra said, "What about wild animals?"
Slightly raising her blouse, Rosa exposed a holstered gun. "Never ride out here without some way to protect yourself. It's beautiful and appears peaceful, but it's not. It can be dangerous."
"Cord's mentioned that more than once."
"To change the subject, I noticed your mom faxed some papers yesterday. Do you need to go back to New York City?"
"Not yet. Mom wanted me to review them. I'll do it when we get back and send them first thing tomorrow morning. I've been able to handle the cases I was working on while I've been here. I have nothing pressing coming up. I'm glad you have a fax machine."
"That was Cord's doing." Rosa reached over and touched her hand. "I'm glad you're here. I want you to know you're welcome to stay as long as you need or want too. I'm serious."
"You and Jorge have made me feel welcome and at home." Again, pink covered her cheeks.
"I see the sun's getting to you again. Want to discuss it?"
"Not really."
"It is one of those things if you put it into words, it changes?"
Alexandra nodded. "I think so. I can't put it into words, yet." She picked an Indian Blanket. "Are there any laws about picking flowers?"
"No. This is private property. Should we pick a bouquet?"
"Yes." Alexandra giggled. "A huge one with all the different flowers."
Rosa glanced at her watch. "We should probably getting back. I'm sure the men folks will be back before long. I probably should start dinner."
*****
Pointing Rosa said, "Cordero's truck is in it's usual spot. I'm sure they're not far."
Later that afternoon, in the barn, Rosa came over to help Alexandra dismount. "No. I'm going to do it myself."
Rosa smiled. "Okay. I'm here if you need help."
Alexandra got partway down and slipped backwards. Cord grabbed her, blocking her fall. "I got you. You need to be careful."
"Thank you, but your mom and I've discussed that I need to learn to get on and off a horse by myself."
He shook his head. "Darn. I was enjoying helping you."
Rosa slapped her son's shoulder and teased, "I should've known it was something like that. You taught Tonia how."
"Come on Mom, a guy's got to have fun." He winked.
Alexandra ignored the banter, reached inside her saddle bag, and brought out a colorful wild flower bouquet. "Aren't they beautiful?"
"They are." He took her hand. "I have something pretty to show you, too." He led her to a back stall. "Look."
"The foal." Alexandra glanced at Cordero. "After I take these inside, can I pet her?"
Rosa studied the foal. "She's adorable. But why's she here?" She noticed the horse beside her. "The nurse mare?"
Jorge walked up and kissed his wife's cheek. "Dale wouldn't accept the financial help for the nurse mare. As payment for Cord's work, he gave him the foal."
Cord exhaled. "I don't know how I'm going to take fulltime care of the foal. On Tuesday, we're moving the herd. I can't be in two places at once."
Alexandra's eyes met his. "I don't know anything about foals, but I'm a fast learner. I'll take care of the foal. Let me do it."
Rosa touched Cord's shoulder. "I'll help, too. Between the two of us, it'll be covered."
Cordero shook his head. "I guess this foal will be a family affair. Dad's already offered."
Jorge added, "You can train the ladies on what to look for. I think the mare will do most of the work. As long as the foal nurses, it'll be fine. We should name her."
Alexandra handed Rosa the flowers and then opened the stall door. She walked up to the foal and knelt, petting her. "Cord, what's blessed in Spanish?"
"Bendecido. Why?"
"I feel this foal is blessed because you were her vet. Can we name her Bendecido?"
Rosa smiled. "I think that's a good idea, but for a foal it would be Bendecida."
Jorge and Cordero agreed.
Jim walked in and chuckled. "A family meeting in the barn. Most families have them in the house." He glanced inside the stall. "Howdy, little one."
Alexandra petted the foal. "Jim, meet Bendecida."
"I see our stable's growing."
Rosa glanced at her watch. "Dinner! I'd almost forgotten. I'd better get inside."
Standing up. Alexandra said, "I'll help. Bye, little one. I'll be out after dinner."
*****
During dinner Jorge asked, "Cord, what are your ideas for Tuesday?"
"I've made a list of supplies. It's in the den. I'll show you after dinner. Add anything I forgot. I'll go to town tomorrow and get them. I was thinking of taking Bob, Jim..."
"If you're taking Jim, who's staying with the ladies?" interrupted Jorge.
Cordero's eyes widened. "By that question, I'm guessing you're planning on coming." He paused. "Dad, I figured you'd stay with the ladies. We'll be gone at least two nights. The doc told you to take it easy. You haven't moved cattle in years. I know you can, but my question is should you? We have enough men. We're only moving about four hundred head."
Jorge set his jaw. "Hijo, I can still herd cattle and those six bulls will cause trouble. They're wild and not used to people. You'll need my experience."
"I know you're capable. I'm worried about your health."
"Ningun hijo mio desafiara mi autoridad, especialmente en mi propia casa." Jorge walked out.
Cordero stood. "Dad, I'm not challenging your authority." When he heard the den door smack, he walked out the front door and slammed it.
~~~~~
Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get wierd characters in my posts.
Hijo is Spanish for son. Jorge will use it often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Ningun hijo mio desafiara mi autoridad, especialmente en mi propia casa. Is Spanish for 'No son of mine will challenge my authority, especially in my own house.'
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foreman's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: bank owner, possible suitor for Ali
Sam Bailey: Alpine's Sheriff.
Dale and Dorothy: ranchers who own the mare and the twin foals
Maggie Bentson: an acquaintance
Tonia Black: Alexandra's mother
| Author Notes |
I WILL PROBABLY POST MONDAY NEXT WEEK BECAUSE SUNDAY IS EASTER SUNDAY.
Thank you google images for a photo of a Texas wildflower bouquet. Chapter 9 will be posted in two posts This post is a little under 1300 words. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 13 days ago
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
Cordero's eyes widened. "By that question, I'm guessing you're planning on coming." He paused. "Dad, I figured you'd stay with the ladies. We'll be gone at least two nights. The doc told you to take it easy. You haven't moved cattle in years. I know you can, but my question is should you? We have enough men. We're only moving about four hundred head."
Jorge set his jaw. "Hijo, I can still herd cattle and those six bulls will cause trouble. They're wild and not used to people. You'll need my experience."
"I know you're capable. I'm worried about your health."
"Ningun hijo mio desafiara mi autoridad, especialmente en mi propia casa." Jorge walked out.
Cordero stood. "Dad, I'm not challenging your authority." When he heard the den door smack, he walked out the front door and slammed it.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 9 B
Rosa finished her lemonade before she faced Alexandra. "I'm sorry you had to witness that. Jorge doesn't accept the fact he's getting older."
"And Cord's worried about his health," interrupted Alexandra.
"I'm glad you understand." She picked up some plates. "I'd better do the dishes."
"I'll clear the table."
After the kitchen and dining room were cleaned, Rosa stood and stared out the patio glass door. "Maybe I can smooth things over with Jorge."
"Should I talk with Cord or leave him alone?"
Rosa tilted her head. "He might need a friend. Try, but I can't promise the outcome. He can be just as stubborn as his dad." She smiled. "They share that trait. Who knew it was hereditary?"
*****
Alexandra walked outside and saw Cordero leaning against the corral, staring into space. She approached him and took his right arm in hers and hugged it. "Hello."
After a few silent moments, he said, "Sorry about what happened."
"Every family argues. I know your dad loves you and you love him. That's obvious."
He put his arm around her. "Thanks." His eyes met hers. "I'm surprised you'd venture out."
"I know you're hurting and needed a friend."
"Moving the herd will be hard on all of us, especially Dad. I'm only thinking about his health."
"I know. I think deep down he knows it, too." Alexandra glanced up at his eyes and saw moisture. She scooted between the fence and Cordero and hugged him.
He held her tight.
This continued until Jorge walked up. "Cordero."
Alexandra walked way. "I'll let you talk.
Father and son hugged.
*****
Later that evening Cordero found Rosa and Alexandra sitting in the living room talking. "Sorry to interrupt, but Ali, want to work with Jewel and then visit Bendecida?"
"I'd like that." As they started outside, Alexandra paused. "Let me get my jacket."
While Cordero waited, Jorge came up to him. "That little filly's a keeper."
Grinning, Cordero said, "I know, Dad. I haven't figured out how to keep her from going back to New York City."
When Alexandra returned, Cordero held her jacket while she put it on. "Ready?" She nodded, and he cupped her elbow as he led her to the barn. "Let's work a little more with leading Jewel. When I return, we'll introduce her to a bit."
Jim already had Dolly out of the stall and a rope attached to her halter. He handed Alexandra a second rope. "For Jewel. Let's see how much she remembers."
Cordero and Alexandra walked inside the corral. He stood back as Alexandra walked to the center. She waited for Jewel to come to her.
After petting and talking softly a few moments, Alexandra attached the rope to the halter and then walked to the end of it.
Jim brought out Dolly. "Dolly's jealous. It looks like her services aren't needed." He watched for a few minutes. "Boss, Jewel's doing great. I thought I'd never see the day that wild horse would calm down."
Cordero grinned. "Ali's a natural." He took Dolly's rope. "I'll lead you around." He handed Alexandra a carrot. "I'm sure Jewel will come and get it."
Jewel did and nuzzled Alexandra searching for more.
Alexandra laughed as she petted and hugged Jewel's muzzle. "You're a mess."
This continued until Cordero walked up and put his hand in the small of Alexandra's back. "Let's bring them in. Bendecida's waiting."
As they led the horses into the stable, Jewel's head butted Cordero. He chuckled. "I think she's jealous I'm close to you." His eyes met Alexandra's. "You have three suiters, Jewel, Samson, and me. Where do I stand?"
She patted his cheek. "I'll never tell."
He shook his head. "That low."
As Alexandra knelt next to the foal, Cordero explained, "I want you to continue putting your hands on her. When it comes time to train her, she'll trust humans. You'll need to make sure she's nursing often. So far it's going well. As long as she doesn't stop, she'll be fine. If you have any questions, you can call or text."
Alexandra avoided eye contact. "If I just want to say hi, can I do that too?"
"Anytime. I hope you do."
After a time, Cordero offered his hand. "It's getting late." When Alexandra accepted his hand, he said, "We'd better get inside."
As they walked toward the house, Cordero hesitated and then took a deep breath. "Can we talk before going in?" When she agreed, he continued, "Let's go to the bench on the other side of the house." He put his hand in the small of her back.
They sat in silence before Cordero said, "I wanted to thank you for coming outside. I needed a friend."
Alexandra put her hand on his arm. "Why wouldn't I? I care about you. I knew you were hurting."
He glanced at her hand on his arm. "My experience with women disagrees."
"Care to explain? If not, that's okay."
Cordero studied her hand on his arm. After he exhaled, he said, "I knew Joyce and my relationship had problems before Dad's stroke. Things weren't right. I just didn't feel like going through the hassle of breaking up. It was easier to go along."
His eyes met hers. "When I got the call Dad was in the hospital, I left work and went home to pack. While packing, Joyce called. I explained the situation. She demanded to come. It took her hours to get ready. All I wanted was to get to the hospital and check on Dad. When I commented about wanting to hurry, she took offense."
"I'm sorry."
"I had to take care of the ranch business. When that was done, I went to the hospital to spend time with Dad. Joyce thought it was a vacation and wanted me to take her out on the town. When Dad got home, I finally took her to dinner. She grumbled it wasn't like the Houston restaurants. The entire time, she complained about how small Alpine was and how bored she was."
"How frustrating."
"When we returned to Houston, I gave my Vet Clinic partner two weeks' notice and eventually sold my half. I told Joyce I was moving to the ranch and she wasn't welcome. A few days before Thanksgiving, I moved home."
"Was Joyce okay with that?"
"By then she realized the relationship was over. She wanted nothing to do with the ranch." Cordero gave a partial grin. "She was happy when I was a veterinarian, but being a rancher was too working class. It doesn't seem to bother you."
"Some women don't understand how good they have it. I hope I'm not so shallow I'd judge a man for his occupation over his character. I've learned the importance of a man's character. When I'm ready to date again, I'll look for a man who treats me well." She rubbed her arms. "I made a huge mistake and don't want to repeat it."
Cordero stood. "Even with your jacket, you're cold. Let me get another one."
She patted the seat beside her. "No please, sit."
"Thank you for listening." After sitting, he took a deep breath. "Any idea when you'll be ready to date again?"
Alexandra shook her head. "No but being around you makes me realize there are good men out there."
"You make me realize there are women who aren't selfish or shallow." He stood again. "We'd better get inside. Morning comes early around here."
She took his offered hand.
As he opened the glass patio door, their eyes met, and lips moved closer. Just before they touched, Samson shoved his way between them.
Cordero shook his head. "Samson! Really!"
Alexandra smiled and went to her room.
~~~~~
Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get wierd characters in my posts.
Hijo is Spanish for son. Jorge will use it often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Ningun hijo mio desafiara mi autoridad, especialmente en mi propia casa. Is Spanish for 'No son of mine will challenge my authority, especially in my own house.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foreman's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: bank owner, possible suitor for Ali
Sam Bailey: Alpine's Sheriff.
Dale and Dorothy: ranchers who own the mare and the twin foals
Maggie Bentson: an acquaintance
Tonia Black: Alexandra's mother
Joyce: Cords' ex-girlfriend
| Author Notes | Thank you google images for a photo of a cowboy leaning against the corral. This post is a little over 1300 words. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 14 days ago
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
"Thank you for listening." After sitting, he took a deep breath. "Any idea when you'll be ready to date again?"
Alexandra shook her head. "No but being around you makes me realize there are good men out there."
"You make me realize there are women who aren't selfish or shallow." He stood again. "We'd better get inside. Morning comes early around here."
She took his offered hand.
As he opened the glass patio door, their eyes met, and lips moved closer. Just before they touched, Samson shoved his way between them.
Cordero shook his head. "Samson! Really!"
Alexandra smiled and went to her room.
TODAY'S POST:
During Monday morning's breakfast, Jorge handed Cordero the supply list. "This looks good. I couldn't think of anything you've forgotten. You're moving Gary here to stay with the ladies?"
"I think so. Jim has more experience. I have four men for sure. I'd feel a lot better if we took one or maybe two more. What do you think?"
"I'd take two. One should be good here and one at your place."
"I agree." Cordero checked his watch. "I'm going to town in about thirty minutes to get the supplies. You want to go?" He paused. "I need to stop by Sarah's. Bambi might have an ear infection. I told her I'd be there around nine o'clock."
"Naw, go ahead. I'll check on that foal, plus I have some business to tend to." Jorge glanced at Rosa. "What do you ladies have planned for today?"
Rosa smiled. "It's Monday, laundry. How about you, Ali?"
"I need to fax those papers to Mom and then I was wondering if I could borrow the SUV. I need to take care of something in town. It should only take about fifteen minutes."
"Sure, with the laundry, I won't need it."
"Tonight I'll cook a Mexican dinner. Any suggestions? Do I need to stop by the grocery store?"
Jorge stood and rubbed his stomach. "There will be some good eats tonight."
Cordero asked, "I've been hungry for Elote." He faced Alexandra, "Sorry, Mexican Street Corn. Think it can be added to the menu?"
When Alexandra looked at Rosa for guidance, Rosa said, "Sure. It's added."
He stood. "Good. I'd better get going." His eyes met Alexandra's. "I'll see you later."
After the men left, Rosa sipped her coffee. "I've been thinking about tonight's dinner. How about chicken mole with rice and beans?" She grinned. "And Mexican Street corn. For dessert, Tres Leches Cupcakes."
"Sounds delicious. Anything I need to pick up while I'm in town?"
"While you fax your papers, I'll check the cupboards.
*****
In Lobo, Alexandra stood in front of the bank, adjusted her navy blue, skirt suit, and took a deep breath. I wanted to look professional. Maybe it'll give me the upper hand. This won't be easy but this man needs an attitude adjustment.
She walked up to the middle-aged secretary whose desk was in the lobby, but next to the bank president's door. "Hello, I'm Alexandra Black and I'd like to speak with Mr. Rogers."
"Do you have an appointment?"
"I don't, but if you tell him I'm here I'm sure he'll see me."
"I've been told he's in an important meeting and can't be disturbed." She pointed to a lobby chair. "Please have a seat and when he comes out, I'll ask if he'll see you."
Alexandra sat and watched customers come and go at the counters. After about twenty minutes, she overheard two ladies' conversation, "Lisa's been in his office for over an hour. How long does it take to see if your loan's been approved? It's a simple yes or no. I wonder what's going on."
Standing Alexandra walked over to the ladies. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but your friend has been with Mr. Rogers for an hour?" After they nodded, she continued, "Did she drop off a loan application?"
The shorter lady answered, "She did that about two weeks ago. Mr. Rogers called her, said he had the answer, and she had to come in. She told us it would only take five or ten minutes. We were going shopping and then to lunch together, so we've been waiting."
"Just a standard loan?"
"Yes, Lisa's a single mom. Her husband was killed in a car accident about three years ago. She owns the town bakery. She needed the loan to make some improvements. Her ovens need replacing and a few other things."
Alexandra pointed at the door. "And she's been behind that closed door for over an hour." After the ladies nodded, she said, "Something's wrong with this." She turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.
"What?" yelled Pat. He jumped attempting to cover himself.
Lisa screamed and grabbed her clothes.
"Get dressed," ordered Alexandra as she walked to Lisa. "What happened?"
Pat glared at her. "We're in a private meeting."
Deja vou. I've seen this before. Alexandra shook her head. "I know what you're doing." She glared at Pat. "I want her version." When Lisa didn't answer, she continued, "Your friends said you came in to see if your loan was approved. Is that correct?"
Lisa nodded. "Yes. I tried to get the answer over the phone, but he said I'd have to come in to get it." She slipped into her jeans. "Then he..." she started crying.
"Did he force himself on you?"
"I didn't rape her," yelled Pat. "She wanted it." He pointed to the open door. "Get out, or I'm calling the police."
"Please do. I'm sure the police would like to know what little scam you're running." She faced Lisa. "Did you consent to sex with this man?"
She shook her head. "No..."
"You're lying!" interrupted Pat.
Alexandra's eyes met Pat's. "You need to shut up." She paused. "Your name is Lisa, correct?" After Lisa nodded, Alexandra continued, "I can help. I'm an attorney."
Lisa swallowed and through tears said, "He said my loan was denied, but if I 'padded' the application, he'd make sure it was approved."
"So in order to get the loan to improve your business, you needed to have sex with him? Do I understand?"
"That's a lie," shouted Pat.
Opening her purse, Alexandra took out a handful of cards. "Lisa, here's my card. Call me tomorrow, and we'll sue him. I have a feeling you aren't his only victim. If you can think of other possible victims, please give them my card. I'm going to put a stop to this."
"Thank you. I know of a few other women this could've happened to." When Lisa walked into the bank's lobby, people applauded.
Pat glared at her. "You're just a cheap ambulance chaser. If you were a real lawyer, you wouldn't be hanging around the likes of Ortiz. You'd be on the French Rivera."
"Really?" Alexandra went to the door and addressed his secretary. "Ma'am, I see your laptop's up. Please google, Albatross Law Firm. When you're finished, bring it in here." She stood at the door waiting for the laptop.
When Alexandra had the laptop in her hands, she walked to Pat's desk.
"Please read what is says about our firm."
Pat closed his eyes and sighed.
Alexandra faced the secretary. "Ma'am, what's your name?"
"Mary."
"Thank you, Mary, would you please research and tell your boss the law firm's rating? Oh by the way, I'm a junior partner."
"Yes, Ma'am."
After a few moments, Mary showed the computer screen to Pat.
After he sighed, Alexandra continued, "I'm not an ambulance chaser. Our firm's one of the most prestigious firms on the East Coast and just recently throughout the United States. Now you know I'm serious. You've broken the law, and I'm going to make you pay. While I waited for Mary, I decided to offer my services to another one of your victims, Amy Harding."
"I'm not that brat's father and have been paying for nine years. Your boyfriend should be paying. Go after him, not me."
"You just told another lie. You're filled with them today, aren't you? I happen to know the DNA test cleared Cordero. Amy said you were the father and also cleared Cordero. Since you were in college when the court set child support, you only had to pay the minimum amount. I'm guessing Amy doesn't know she can go back to court and request you to pay a percentage of what you're earning now. Normally that's around 10%." She smiled. "I'll contact her and offer to be her attorney. I want you to get everything you have coming."
Pat plopped down in his chair. "If there's nothing else, you can leave."
"Actually, I haven't even touched on the reason I came in today. These were things I happened to walk in on. I came to tell you it was wrong getting Maggie Benton drunk and putting ideas in her head about her relationship with Cordero. Yes, we figured out you were the instigator. I'll be contacting your lawyer over the other situations."
Alexandra turned toward the door. "One more thing, I won't be going to Houston with you this weekend."
***** I know many of you are from large cities and not used to or don't believe people just share information with others. In small town USA, yes people just openly share everybody's business with everybody. It really does happen. I've lived in both large cities and very small towns. Each have pluses and negatives.*****
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Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Elote (eh-LOH-teh), also known as Mexican street corn, is salty, sweet, crunchy, and creamy in every bite. It hits all the right flavor notes, especially hot off the grill in the summer months when fresh corn is at its peak and abundantly available at every market. It's a popular street food in Mexico and can be served as a snack or side dish.
~~~~~
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I changed the name of the town from Alpine to Lobo. The reason for the change is because Alphine is a real town. It's very quaint and a lovely town in West Texas. In this post the owner of the bank, Pat Rogers takes unfair advantage of young ladies, and I didn't want anybody to assume the bank in Alphine is like that. This is only fiction and will always be only fiction.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foreman's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: bank owner, possible suitor for Ali
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Maggie Bentson: an acquaintance
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Joyce: Cords' ex-girlfriend
| Author Notes | Thank you google images for a photo of a small-town bank. I will be posting Chapter 10 in three parts, each a little over 1000 words. This post is over 1400 words. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 14 days ago
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
"Actually, I haven't even touched on the reason I came in today. These were things I happened to walk in on. I came to tell you it was wrong getting Maggie Benton drunk and putting ideas in her head about her relationship with Cordero. Yes, we figured out you were the instigator. I'll be contacting your lawyer over the other situations."
Alexandra turned toward the door. "One more thing, I won't be going to Houston with you this weekend."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 10 B
When Alexandra returned to the ranch, she put the ice cream containers in the freezer. "Rosa, as soon as I change my clothes, I'll put away the rest of the groceries. It won't take long."
When Alexandra returned, Rosa asked, "Did you get everything done in town you wanted to?"
"Yes, plus a lot more done than I expected." Samson came up to her. She put the last of the groceries away before she knelt and looked into his eyes. "You're such a good boy."
Rosa laughed. "He has you buffaloed."
"You know he's a sweetheart."
"He is, but I'm not sure he's a house dog. Please notice Klaus and Otto spend most of their time outside, and he's larger than they are." Rosa turned her head when the dryer's buzzer sounded.
Alexandra walked toward the laundry room. "I'll get it. Who do they belong to?"
"They're yours." Alexandra's eyes met Rosa's. "You didn't need to do that. I would've done them myself."
"I got to thinking you haven't done laundry since you came. I hope you don't mind me helping myself."
"Of course not, but really, I expected to do my own laundry. It's not your job. I don't want to cause you extra work."
"I don't mind. I was doing laundry anyway."
After Alexandra filled the basket, she headed to her room. "I'll be right back."
*****
Before Alexandra returned, Jorge came from the den into the kitchen. "Rosa, did I hear Ali? Has Ali returned from town?"
"She's putting away laundry, why?"
"While she was in town, she caused quite a stir. I've already gotten six phone calls."
Rosa's eyes widened. "She didn't say anything. I wonder what happened."
From the front entrance way, Cordero walked in carrying boxes of supplies. "I can't wait to hear her side of the story."
"So you've heard about it too?" asked Jorge.
He set the boxes down and turned toward her room. "Sure did. I'll ask. The rest of the stuff can wait until later."
At Alexandra's room, Cordero knocked on her open door. "Ali, can I come in?"
She glanced up. "Sure." Her eyebrows rose when Rosa and Jorge showed up behind him. "Is there a problem?"
Jorge grinned and glanced at Rosa's ringing phone. "Not a problem, just curious. We want to know what happened in town. My phone hasn't stopped ringing, and Rosa's just started."
Cordero grinned. "People stopped me in the store. Out with it."
Jorge turned toward the dining room. "Let's go to the table. We'll be more comfortable. That's where we normally discuss things." His eyes met his wife's. "Can you get us some tea? I have a feeling we'll be there a while."
After everyone was seated, Jorge tipped his glass toward Alexandra. "Please share."
Alexandra started with waiting for Pat's important meeting to end, the conversation she'd overheard, walking in on them, getting Lisa's side of the story, and letting him know she was going to contact Amy Harding. She also told them about her original reason for being there, her knowing that he instigated the issue with Maggie Benton and then ended with telling Pat she wouldn't accompany him to Houston.
Cordero's eyes met hers. "I know you have the freedom to do whatever you want, but I'm glad you've decided not to go."
"I knew the day he asked I wasn't going. I just wanted him to worry."
Rosa laughed. "You've got more stinker in you than I thought."
Alexandra's eyes sparkled.
With a chuckle, Cordero said, "Those eyes."
When the doorbell sounded, Rosa got up to answer.
Alexandra heard Rosa welcome Sheriff Sam Baily and frowned. "I guess I caused too much trouble."
Jorge and Cordero stood and shook Sam's hand, before Jorge offered him a seat. Rosa set a glass of iced tea in front of him.
After he sat, Sam faced Alexandra. "You sure caused a ruckus."
"Sorry, Sir. It just happened. It wasn't my intent."
"We've suspected something like that was happening but never had enough proof for probable cause. Do you know if anybody's pressing charges? I sure hope so."
"I'm giving the ladies time to think. If I don't hear anything by the end of the week, I'll organize a meeting and see if anybody attends. If they don't, I guess Pat gets away with it."
"Hopefully somebody talks." Sam took a drink of the tea. "Thank you. This sure hits the spot. It's hot out there." His glance first went to Cordero and then to Jorge. "What I actually came for was one of your stolen bulls escaped its captors and has been terrorizing the city park and playground. He's a mean one. My men can't even get close."
"Our bulls haven't been around humans." Cordero took a drink of tea. "I'll get my tranquilizer gun and have Jim hook the cattle trailer to my pick-up. Dad, you coming? I'll call Bob and get a few more men. We'll need as many men as possible. He's well over two thousand pounds."
Jorge nodded. "Sure." Then he paused. "Mijo, what are you going to do with him? We're moving the herd tomorrow. He can't stay here tonight. Our fences aren't strong enough to hold him."
Cordero took a deep breath. "We'll have to take him to the pasture. Mom, can you fix some sandwiches? We'll be late for dinner." He grabbed his cowboy hat. "Thanks Sam. I hope he hasn't done too much damage."
Jorge frowned. "Ali was going to cook us a fancy Mexican dinner."
"If you can give me a time estimate, I can make sure it's done at your expected return."
Glancing at his watch, Cordero said, "We should be back by say seven-thirty. You agree, Dad?"
"Maybe earlier, but that's a safe time." Jorge kissed Rosa's cheek. "Be back later."
Cordero winked at Alexandra. "See you at dinner."
"Be safe."
*****
Just after seven o'clock, Jorge, Jim, and Cordero pulled into the ranch's large parking area. They witnessed Jewel repeatedly rearing up and stomping. Alexandra stepped back and fell into the horse watering trough.
Cordero ran to the corral, grabbed Alexandra's arms, and yanked her to safety. "Jewel's wild! It's stupid to go in there by yourself! What were you thinking?"
Alexandra pulled away and ran to the house.
Jim used a stick and lifted a dead diamondback rattlesnake. "Boss, Jewel wasn't attacking Ali. She was protecting her from this."
Lifting his cowboy hat, he replaced it, and scanned the work that needed to be done. "I need to apologize, but it'll have to wait."
Jorge's eyes met his son's. "My experience with women, after you've told them how stupid they are, you'd better apologize immediately. Get in there and grovel. We've got this."
~~~~~
Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Elote (eh-LOH-teh), also known as Mexican street corn, is salty, sweet, crunchy, and creamy in every bite. It hits all the right flavor notes, especially hot off the grill in the summer months when fresh corn is at its peak and abundantly available at every market. It's a popular street food in Mexico and can be served as a snack or side dish.
~~~~~
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I changed the name of the town from Alpine to Lobo. The reason for the change is because Alphine is a real town. It's very quaint and a lovely town in West Texas. In this post the owner of the bank, Pat Rogers takes unfair advantage of young ladies, and I didn't want anybody to assume the bank in Alphine is like that. This is only fiction and will always be only fiction.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foreman's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: bank owner, possible suitor for Ali
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Maggie Bentson: an acquaintance
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Joyce: Cords' ex-girlfriend
| Author Notes | Thank you google images for a photo of a Newfoundland. Yes, they gigantic dogs, but truly marshmallows. I thought maybe I would give Samson a highlight today. I will be posting Chapter 10 in three parts, each a little over 1000 words. This post is over 1100 words. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 14 days ago
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
Cordero ran to the corral, grabbed Alexandra's arms, and yanked her to safety. "Jewel's wild! It's stupid to go in there by yourself! What were you thinking?"
Alexandra pulled away and ran to the house.
Jim used a stick and lifted a dead diamondback rattlesnake. "Boss, Jewel wasn't attacking Ali. She was protecting her from this."
Lifting his cowboy hat, he replaced it, and scanned the work that needed to be done. "I need to apologize, but it'll have to wait."
Jorge's eyes met his son's. "My experience with women, after you've told them how stupid they are, you'd better apologize immediately. Get in there and grovel. We've got this."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 10 C
Inside the house Cordero scanned the kitchen area. Rosa pointed toward Alexandra's bedroom. "She ran in sobbing. What happened?"
"I acted like a guy who didn't have all the facts. I need to apologize."
Rosa shook her head. "Good luck."
Cordero knocked on Alexandra's bedroom door. No answer. Again, he knocked. "Ali, I want to apologize." Silence. He texted her. I'm sorry. He heard the ding stating the text was received and the next sound was the phone bouncing off the door. Now, what?
He placed his hand on the doorknob. "I'm not leaving until we talk." He hesitated. "I hope you're presentable. I'm coming in." He opened the door.
Alexandra sat up in bed and used a blanket to cover herself. She glared at him.
He picked up her phone. "Your eyes are sticking daggers into my heart."
"I didn't say you could come in."
Cordero ignored her comment. "We're going to talk."
She pulled the blanket to her chin. "Since I was wet, I had to change."
"Understood." He set the phone on the bedside table. "You're in bed. Aren't you coming to dinner?"
"I'm not hungry."
Cordero pulled a chair closer to the bed and sat. "I reacted and didn't know about the snake. Jim pointed it out. I was scared Jewel would hurt or even kill you."
"You assumed I'm so stupid I'd go into a corral with a wild horse," stated Alexandra.
"I'm sorry. I was scared and spoke without engaging my brain. I know you're not stupid. I overreacted."
"Jewel was very gentle today. She needed fresh water. I knew you were busy and tried to help. She saw the snake, before I did. I tried to get out and tripped into the trough. She was protecting me."
Swallowing hard, Cordero said, "I know that now. Can I see your right arm?"
"Why?"
"I'm worried I hurt you when I yanked you from the trough."
She patted it. "It's fine."
"I'd like to see for myself."
She uncovered her arm revealing finger imprints.
Closing his eyes, Cordero said, "I'm so sorry. I wanted to get you to safety."
As their eyes met, Alexandra studied his before she said, "I know it wasn't your intent."
"At least your eyes aren't shooting daggers any more."
"I should still be really angry, but for some reason, I can't."
"That's good for me. I tend to do dumb things where you're concerned."
"I'm equally as guilty."
"We good?"
Alexandra inhaled a breath. "We're good."
As Cordero stared into her eyes, he moved to the edge of the bed and leaned over.
Their lips and bodies crept closer.
"Cord," whispered Alexandra.
He licked his lips. "Yes?"
"I need to share something." She whispered, "I'm new at this."
He inhaled a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and sat back in the chair. "Thank you for telling me."
"I'm sorry."
Cordero brushed his finger along her cheek. "No need to apologize."
"What do we do now?"
"To start with I need to leave your bedroom. I shouldn't be here." He stood, turned toward the door, and said over his shoulder, "I hope to see you at dinner, fully dressed."
*****
Later when Cordero arrived in the dining room, Jorge was already seated. "Did Ali accept your apology?"
"Possibly."
Rosa set dinner on the table. "This was finished before Ali went outside. We kept it warm. Is she coming?"
Cordero sat. "I'm not sure."
"I hope so. It looks really good. This is her first attempt at cooking authentic Mexican."
After waiting a few minutes, they prepared to say prayer as Alexandra walked in. "Sorry, I'm late."
Jorge nodded. "We're just glad you're here."
Dinner was almost finished when Rosa stared at Alexandra's upper right arm and pointed. "Ali, how'd you get those bruises?"
Alexandra glanced at Cordero.
Before he could answer, Jorge said, "Ali fell into the water trough, and Cord yanked her out."
Rose's eyebrows rose. "I'm sure there's more to that story."
Cordero relayed the incident.
After hearing the details, Rosa asked, "Is this why you're both so quiet?"
The couple's eyes met, and Cordero answered, "Maybe."
After a few minutes of silence, Cordero stood and offered Alexandra his hand. "We need to talk. Will you go outside with me?"
"Yes, but first I need to take care of the dishes."
Jorge nodded. "You two solve the problem. Rosa and I'll do it."
*****
Cordero grabbed a jacket and offered it to Alexandra. "You're going to need this."
She accepted his offer. He cupped her elbow and led her to the bench.
As they sat, Cordero said, "It seems we've sat here before and discussed problems." After she acknowledged he was correct, he continued, "I'm sorry I hurt you."
"Are you talking about the bruises or calling me stupid?"
"Both."
She nodded. "I've already accepted your apology. I understand how they happened, but to be honest calling me stupid still stings."
"I'm sure it does. Again, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it the way it sounded." After more silence, Cordero asked, "There's something bothering me."
Her eyes widened.
He exhaled. "I'm not sure how to start."
"Just say it."
He chuckled. "I'm still in trouble over my last outburst."
Alexandra smiled. "Not a lot, just a little."
His eyes met hers. "Please hold judgement if it comes out wrong." After Alexandra indicated she would, Cordero continued, "When I sat on your bed and you shared what you did, you never told me to stop. Why?"
Alexandra turned and avoided eye contact.
He moved her chin so he could see her eyes. "We're having an honest discussion. I stopped because of what you said. I care about you, but don't know where our relationship's headed; especially knowing you're going back to New York City. Please answer."
She cuddled closer.
"You cold?"
"No."
He studied her eyes. "So you need to lean on me. Just so you know I'm on shaky ground myself."
"Before I answer, I need to ask something." He nodded, and then she continued, "Did you and Joyce...ah..."
"Yes, we had sex, if that's where you're going. Why?"
Cordero watched as she struggled with her next comment.
When she remained silent, he asked, "Did that son-of a-, sorry, jerk blame you for his infidelity by saying it was your fault because you wouldn't have sex with him?" He handed her his bandana.
Alexandra accepted it, dried her eyes, and whispered, "Yes."
His voice rose, "So you were willing to have sex with me, why?"
"I care about you and didn't want to lose you because..." She quieted.
Cordero took her in his arms. "Ali, you'd never lose me because of that." He leaned back so their eyes met. "Yes, I'm physically attracted to you, but that's not the main reason I care about you."
She cuddled into his chest. "Thank you."
"We need to get something straight. To me sex isn't the most important part of a relationship. To be honest I enjoy its benefits, but it's not a requirement."
Their heads turned when they heard Jorge, "Hijo, your mom has some questions about tomorrow morning."
Cordero answered, "We're almost done. We'll be in shortly."
He tightly hugged Alexandra. "Understand?" When she nodded, he asked, "Anything we need to clear up?"
She swallowed. "So we're a little more than friends?"
After chuckling, he stood, took her hand, and led her toward the house. "I'd say a lot more." Samson ran between them almost knocking them down. "Remind me again why I keep that mutt around?"
Alexandra laughed. "Because you love him."
Inside Rosa asked, "Cord, I need to know what time you're planning on leaving and if you want breakfast."
"Breakfast would be great, but I don't want you to get up that early. I want to be loaded and out by five, five-thirty at the latest. What do you think, Dad?"
"I agree. Five o'clock should be our goal."
"Okay." Rosa hesitated. "I'll have breakfast ready at four-fifteen. I'll pack snacks for everybody and thermoses of black coffee."
"Mom?"
"Cord, I'm a rancher's wife and mom. It's what I do."
He kissed her cheek. "Thank you. You do it well."
Jorge pointed at his bedroom. "I'm going to bed. I suggest everybody does the same. Morning's in a few hours, and we won't get a lot of sleep moving those cattle." He left with Rosa on his arm.
Alexandra said, "I'm heading to my room."
Cordero touched her arm. "Before I leave, I want to be sure everything's good between us. I don't want anything festering while I'm gone."
Her eyes sparkled. "Rest assured the only thing that'll be festering is I'll miss you." She ran to her room and closed the door.
He chuckled. Those eyes and that perfume get to me every time.
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Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Elote (eh-LOH-teh), also known as Mexican street corn, is salty, sweet, crunchy, and creamy in every bite. It hits all the right flavor notes, especially hot off the grill in the summer months when fresh corn is at its peak and abundantly available at every market. It's a popular street food in Mexico and can be served as a snack or side dish.
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I changed the name of the town from Alpine to Lobo. The reason for the change is because Alpine is a real town. It's very quaint and a lovely town in West Texas. In this post the owner of the bank, Pat Rogers takes unfair advantage of young ladies, and I didn't want anybody to assume the bank in Alphine is like that. This is only fiction and will always be only fiction.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, possible suitor for Ali
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Maggie Bentson: An acquaintance
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Joyce: Cords' ex-girlfriend
| Author Notes | Thank you google images for a photo of a beautiful eyed brunette. This post is under 1500 words. This novel is finished, and I've edited probably over 100 times. I, also, edit every day of the previous week before I post. Again, yesterday I made changes. I hope I didn't leave in or take out needed words or punctuation. I have no clue why I find these changes that need to be made the day before I post. As I posted, I made additional changes. LOL Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 16 days ago
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
Jorge pointed at his bedroom. "I'm going to bed. I suggest everybody does the same. Morning's in a few hours, and we won't get a lot of sleep moving those cattle." He left with Rosa on his arm.
Alexandra said, "I'm heading to my room."
Cordero touched her arm. "Before I leave, I want to be sure everything's good between us. I don't want anything festering while I'm gone."
Her eyes sparkled. "Rest assured the only thing that'll be festering is I'll miss you." She ran to her room and closed the door.
He chuckled. Those eyes and that perfume get to me every time.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 11
When Alexandra heard movement inside the house, she glanced at her phone. "It's almost three-thirty and they're up." She jumped out of bed. I need to hurry. She brushed her teeth, splashed water on her face, and ran a brush through her long brown hair. Finally she hurried into some clothes. I'll shower later. She left her room for the kitchen.
Rosa glanced up. "Ali, I didn't expect you up this early."
"What can I do? I'm sure there's a lot. Where are the guys?"
"Outside." Rosa glanced at the clock. "I expect them in about thirty minutes." She pointed toward the coffee pot. "Pour that pot into a thermos and start another."
"I'm on it."
When Jorge and Cordero came inside, Rosa and Alexandra had just set breakfast on the table. Rosa glanced around. "Where's Jim? He needs a good breakfast too."
Alexandra headed toward the door. "I'll get him."
Cordero called after her. "What are you doing up?"
"Helping," she called over her shoulder.
She returned with Jim in tow. He grinned. "I was waiting for Gary, so I could fill him in on his duties, but Ali's impossible to say no to."
Cordero set his jaw. "He's not here, yet? Did he understand when we're leaving?" After calling Gary's number, Cordero said, "He'll be here in about twenty minutes."
Jim sat. "I reminded him at least five times. Maybe more. I told him to be here Tuesday morning by four-thirty." He paused. "Thank you for asking me to join you."
Rosa grinned. "You need a good breakfast, too. And yes, Ali's charms are hard to resist."
They laughed as Alexandra studied her plate.
At four-fifty, they all walked outside and the men packed the last minute items.
When finished, Jorge hugged Rosa. "We should be back late Thursday. I'll stay in touch, but remember I'll have no way to charge my phone. I'll turn it off and only check it once in a while." They kissed.
Alexandra stood off to the side and watched Cordero. Their eyes met, and he walked up to her. "I'll stay in touch, but our phones..."
"I heard your dad," she interrupted as she licked her lips.
Cordero drew her into a hug.
"Be safe." Alexandra kissed his cheek and went inside as the men left.
*****
Early Wednesday evening, Cordero and Jorge walked into the kitchen, and Jorge called, “We’re back.”
Alexander turned around as her eyes lit up. “I’m glad you’re home. Is everything all right? I didn’t expect you until tomorrow.”
He stared over her shoulder at Jorge kissing Rosa. “Dad’s fine but needed to return early.”
She nodded. “I see. Are you leaving again?”
“Yes. As soon as I give Hart some time to pack. He’ll be going with me.” Cordero studied his dad and mom. “Dad, ready?” He grinned at Rosa. “We’ll be back in a few minutes.”
As Jorge walked out the door, Rosa whispered to Cordero, “Is your dad all right?”
“He needed to come back early. We’ll be inside in a few minutes.”
*****
When Cordero returned inside, he walked up to Alexandra. “Why didn’t you tell me about Hart?
“Because I’m always causing trouble. This time I took care of it. You don’t need to.”
“What happened?”
She rubbed her arms as goosebumps crept across. “After petting Bendecida, I was going inside. Gary introduced himself and shoved me against the barn wall. He said something about a little kiss won’t hurt anything.”
Alexandra exhaled. “I kneed him in the groin. As he grabbed himself, I reached for a shovel and hit him in the head, then ran inside.”
Cordero kissed the top of her head and whispered, “It’s impossible for you to stay out of trouble, isn’t it?”
With Hart by his side, Jorge came inside. “Ali, are you all right?” After she nodded, he continued, “Hart has something to say.”
Gary stood beside Jorge but was unable to make eye contact as he spoke, “Ms. Black, I’m sorry. I acted like a jerk and shouldn’t have said or acted the way I did. Please accept my apology.” He rubbed his head and faced Cordero. “Boss, I’m sorry I disrespected your gal.”
Cordero formed fists as he glared at Gary. “Around here we don’t disrespect women whether they’re my lady or not. If you’re on the ranch or off, all women are to be respected. I expect that from every person who’s employed here.”
Jorge’s eyes met his son’s. “At the very minimum he needs to be on the range with you. Don’t move anybody here. You’ll need all hands moving the cattle. I’ll take care of the ladies.”
Rosa asked, “Need something to eat or drink? Ali and I were about ready to fix dinner.”
Cordero grinned. “I could use both, but it would have to be quick. I’ll leave in maybe twenty minutes.”
Pointing toward the den, Rosa said, “This morning the security cameras and equipment were delivered. I had them put in the den.” She turned toward the kitchen. “Ali and I’ll have something on the table in a few minutes.”
*****
Inside the den, Cordero and his dad surveyed the equipment. Jorge said, “If I were you, I’d take it with you and set it up.”
“You’re right. If we don’t, we’re leaving the herd vulnerable. I’m not sure how to travel with it. Since I have my pick-up, I can get it as far as my place, but I’ll leave the truck there and go the rest of the way by horse. I don’t have room on horseback. If I trailer Chip, I’d have to leave the truck in the field. That’s inviting somebody to steal it.”
Jorge said, “We have two pack mules. You could use them. I know it’ll be slow going, but it can be done.”
After releasing a deep breath, Jorge added, “I know you don’t want to hear this, but I don’t like the idea of you traveling that far on horseback in the dark by yourself. You could take Gary. He’s young. I feel he’s learned his lesson. He deserves a second chance.”
His eyes met his son’s. “But you’d have to control your temper. I know if we didn’t arrive when we did, he might’ve hurt Ali.”
Cordero stared into space. “I’ll think about it. I don’t need to make a decision until I get to my place.”
He chuckled. “You know since you’ll be taken care of the ladies, you’ll have to keep Ali safe? She can’t stay out of trouble. You may want to hire a bodyguard. She’s a full time job.”
He turned when he inhaled her familiar scent and grinned. “You can’t sneak up on anybody. That jasmine perfume gives you away.”
Alexandra’s eyes met Cordero. “Food’s ready. I don’t need a bodyguard.”
His eyes widened. “Are you sure? Should I remind you how many times I’ve come to your aid? My question is who protected you in New York City, your dad?”
As he placed his hand on the small of her back and headed toward the dining room, she said, “Things are different there. I had a car service that took me from my apartment to my job and back again. I wasn’t out and about.”
Jorge asked, “So you didn’t have freedom to move around on your own?” Before she could answer, he added, “I couldn’t live like that.”
As they sat at the table, Alexandra said, “I hadn’t thought about it, but I guess you’re right. No, I didn’t have the freedoms I do here.”
Warm tortillas, shredded chicken, and a variety of vegetables were on the table, as Rosa said, “I hope this is all right.”
Cordero helped himself. "It's great, Mom. Thanks."
Pausing a few moments, Rosa asked, "Are you still planning on returning Thursday?"
After taking a bite, Cordero said, "Since we're using mules, it'll be at least Friday. I hope not Saturday." He hesitated. "Maybe I can have two guys follow with the mules, and the rest of us move the herd. Once we've secured the herd, some could go back and help."
Jorge nodded. "That might work."
Cordero faced Alexandra. "Anyway, I'll keep you updated. Is that okay?"
Her eyes sparkled. "It's better than okay."
After eating, Cordero stood. "I need to leave."
Jorge shook his son's hand. "Be safe. Gary will be waiting for either his last check or instructions."
Cordero nodded. "I'll think about what you said." He watched Alexandra talk on her phone. When she hung up, he asked, "A problem?"
"No, it's good news. I've set a meeting for the women Pat Rogers abused Friday afternoon at four o'clock. Your mom fixed it so we can meet at the church. I have four women attending."
"That's great. I'm glad some women came forward." He walked toward the door. "You want to walk me to my pick-up?"
Alexandra accepted his offered hand. "Of course."
At his pick-up, their eyes met. He glanced around and then leaned in closer. As their lips nearly met, the outside light flicked on.
Rosa yelled, "Cord, you forgot your coffee thermos." She hurried and handed it to him.
Alexandra suppressed a smile.
"Thank you, Mom."
"Did I interrupt something?"
"Of course not." He kissed his mom's cheek. "See you Friday."
As their eyes met again, Alexandra kissed Cordero's cheek. "Be safe."
"I will."
[We leave Thursday for my granddaughter's high school graduation. I WILL NOT post the next chapter on Sunday because that's the graduation ceremony. I WILL post on Monday, May 23. While we're back in the Midwest, we'll be visiting our other children and their families. I'll try to post on the 29th but can't promise. I'll do my best to post on or by the 30th. We'll be with our son who has two little girls, ones 3 and the other's ones 18 months. I'm not sure about the ability to have a quiet time. Maybe naptime. LOL We'll return home on Wednesday June 2. I'll do my best not to fall and break anything this trip. LOL]
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Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Elote (eh-LOH-teh), also known as Mexican street corn, is salty, sweet, crunchy, and creamy in every bite. It hits all the right flavor notes, especially hot off the grill in the summer months when fresh corn is at its peak and abundantly available at every market. It's a popular street food in Mexico and can be served as a snack or side dish.
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I changed the name of the town from Alpine to Lobo. The reason for the change is because Alpine is a real town. It's very quaint and a lovely town in West Texas. In this post the owner of the bank, Pat Rogers takes unfair advantage of young ladies, and I didn't want anybody to assume the bank in Alpine is like that. This is only fiction and will always be only fiction.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Joyce: Cords' ex-girlfriend
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
| Author Notes | Thank you google images of pack mules. Again, yesterday I made changes. I hope I didn't leave in or take out needed words or punctuation. I have no clue why I find these changes that need to be made the day before or as I post. LOL Thank you for the review and encouragement. This post is a little over 1600 words and covers two days. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 18 days ago.
This part of my previous post I rewrote because two reviewers said the way I had it written didn't review and after I thought about it, I agreed.
*****
Early Wednesday evening, Cordero and Jorge walked into the kitchen, and Jorge called, "We're back."
Alexander turned around as her eyes lit up. "I'm glad you're home. Is everything all right? I didn't expect you until tomorrow."
He stared over her shoulder at Jorge kissing Rosa. "Dad's fine but needed to return early."
She nodded. "I see. Are you leaving again?"
"Yes. As soon as I give Hart some time to pack. He'll be going with me." Cordero studied his dad and mom. "Dad, ready?" He grinned at Rosa. "We'll be back in a few minutes."
As Jorge walked out the door, Rosa whispered to Cordero, "Is your dad all right?"
"He needed to come back early. We'll be inside in a few minutes."
*****
When Cordero returned inside, he walked up to Alexandra. "Why didn't you tell me about Hart?
"Because I'm always causing trouble. This time I took care of it. You don't need to."
"What happened?"
She rubbed her arms as goosebumps crept across. "After petting Bendecida, I was going inside. Gary introduced himself and shoved me against the barn wall. He said something about a little kiss won't hurt anything."
Alexandra exhaled. "I kneed him in the groin. As he grabbed himself, I reached for a shovel and hit him in the head, then ran inside."
Cordero kissed the top of her head and whispered, "It's impossible for you to stay out of trouble, isn't it?
*****
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
"No, it's good news. I've set a meeting for the women Pat Rogers abused Friday afternoon at four o'clock. Your mom fixed it so we can meet at the church. I have four women attending."
"That's great. I'm glad some women came forward." He walked toward the door. "You want to walk me to my pick-up?"
Alexandra accepted his offered hand. "Of course."
At his pick-up, their eyes met. He glanced around and then leaned in closer. As their lips nearly met, the outside light flicked on.
Rosa yelled, "Cord, you forgot your coffee thermos." She hurried and handed it to him.
Alexandra suppressed a smile.
"Thank you, Mom."
"Did I interrupt something?"
"Of course not." He kissed his mom's cheek. "See you Friday."
As their eyes met again, Alexandra kissed Cordero's cheek. "Be safe."
"I will."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 12 A
When a knock sounded on the front door early Friday afternoon, Alexandra answered. Before her stood a beautiful blonde lady, who asked, "Is Cord home?"
Alexandra glanced outside at where Cordero always parked his pick-up. "Not yet. If you give me your name, I'll tell him you stopped by. Would you like to leave a message?"
"Tell him Joyce is in town. I'm sure he's expecting me. I know he's ready to crawl back. Who are you anyway? You're not from around here, are you? Why are you answering the door? Where are Cord's parents?"
"That's a lot of questions."
"Maybe, but your accent. You're not from Texas. The East Coast?"
"New York City."
"I'm sure you're bored. I was here only for a few days and couldn't wait to leave."
"I'm enjoying myself here." Alexandra started to close the door. "I'll tell Cord you're in town."
Joyce pushed the door open. "Wait; tell him to meet me at six-thirty at the Mexican Restaurant he took me to. I'll be waiting."
"I'll give him the message." Alexandra closed the door and leaned against it. I can't imagine Cord crawling back to anyone. Maybe I don't know him as well as I thought I did. Will he meet with her? Of course, he's a gentleman. It doesn't mean anything, does it? He said it's over. What if he changed his mind?
Rosa walked in. "Ali, did I hear somebody at the door?"
"Joyce wants Cord to meet her at some Mexican Restaurant at six-thirty."
Before Rosa could say anything, Alexandra went to her room.
*****
Later that afternoon, Cordero returned. He remained at the barn with his dad and talked while they unpacked. A little later he went inside. "Mom, where's Ali? I expected her to come to the barn. She usually does."
Wiping her hands on a dishtowel, she said, "She's in her room." When Cordero's eyes widened, she added, "Joyce showed up and wants to have dinner with you tonight."
"This can't be good." He jogged to Alexandra's room and knocked. After she indicated he could come in, he paused when he saw her lying on the bed beside the large dog. "Samson's good for cuddles. Mom said Joyce came by. Can I sit by you?"
She nodded and scooted over. "You're expected at some Mexican Restaurant in," she glanced at her phone, "about four hours. Maybe you should get ready. We'll talk later."
He held his breath when he saw her red eyes. "You've been crying, why?"
When Alexandra sat up, Cord said, "We need to discuss Joyce."
"There's nothing to say. Joyce wants to renew your relationship, and I'll be going back to New York City."
"Is that what you want?"
Her tears crept down her cheeks.
Cordero removed his bandana. "Here. Your tears tell me it's not." He rubbed his cheek. "The times you've kissed my cheek and touched my arm tell me something different too. Am I reading the signals wrong?"
When she didn't answer, he stood. "I'll leave you alone. There's a lot I need to get done. I'll be in the barn when you're ready to talk." He turned to leave. "In case you're interested, I don't have plans for tonight, unless you want to go someplace or go riding." He left.
Before Cordero went outside, his mom walked up. "Care to talk?"
He glanced back toward Alexandra's room. "Ali's upset. She's afraid I'm going back to Joyce."
"Did you address her fears?"
"I told her I wouldn't be having dinner with Joyce. Mom, Joyce and I are over. I told Ali, I'm willing to do something with her, if she wants. She didn't answer."
"I can tell by your eyes you're upset. Your relationship's still in the infancy stage. Neither one of you is sure where it's going. It'll take time to develop." She hugged her son. "I have a good feeling about you two. You're good together, but there are plenty of hurdles you'll need to overcome."
"Like New York City." Cordero left.
When Cordero entered the barn, Jorge glanced up. "Where's Ali?" He studied his son. "What's wrong?"
"This afternoon Joyce showed up and wants me to meet her for dinner."
Jorge removed his hat, scratched his head, before he replaced it. "You going?"
"No, but Ali's upset."
"Of course she is." He glanced toward the house. "As long as you were inside, I'm guessing you've talked."
"I talked, she was silent."
Chuckling, Jorge said, "I see you're minus a bandana, so there were tears involved." He glanced at the house and patted his son's back.
Thirty minutes later, Jim tapped Cordero's shoulder. "Rosa's on the way." A moment passed. "Ali's with her."
Cordero glanced up. "Now what do I do?"
Jorge nodded toward Rosa. "What brings you out here?"
Rosa faced Cordero. "Ali needs a ride to town. She has the women's meeting at four."
When Alexandra walked up, Cordero closed his eyes and whispered, "El dolor en tus ojos me esta rompiendo el corazon." (The pain in your eyes is breaking my heart.)
Continuing, Rosa said, "I need my SUV. I'm hoping you could take her."
Alexandra glanced at the amount of unpacking still to be done. "I see you're busy. I'll call a taxi."
Cordero exhaled and then his eyes met his dad's.
She turned to leave. "I understand."
Jorge came closer and whispered, "Hijo, ve con Ali. Es importante para ella. Jim y yo entendimos esto." (Son, go with Ali. It's important to her. Jim and I got this.)
With raised eyebrows Cordero faced his dad.
Jorge motioned toward Ali and held up crossed fingers. "Buena suerte."
Jim repeated, "Good luck."
Cordero ran after her. "Ali, wait. Dad and Jim offered to finish. I'd be happy to take you to town. Can you give me a few minutes to clean up?"
She nodded.
Inside, Rosa walked up to Cordero. "I won't plan on you two for dinner."
He winked. "Mom, when have you ever needed the SUV when it's this close to dinner? Pretty good trick."
Rose smiled. "You two need alone time."
*****
The drive to town was silent. Once parked, Cordero went around the pick-up and opened Alexandra's door. "Should I stay or leave?"
"Good question. I'm not sure the women will talk freely with a man here. At least stay back. We'll see what happens."
"Gotcha."
[Sorry, about not posting Monday. Mom's internet was out. I'll try to post on the 29th but can't promise. I'll do my best to post on or by the 30th. We'll be with our son who has two little girls, ones 3 and the other's ones 18 months. I'm not sure about the ability to have a quiet time. Maybe naptime. LOL We'll return home on Wednesday June 2. I'll do my best not to fall and break anything this trip. LOL So far, no falling. LOL]
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Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Elote (eh-LOH-teh), also known as Mexican street corn, is salty, sweet, crunchy, and creamy in every bite. It hits all the right flavor notes, especially hot off the grill in the summer months when fresh corn is at its peak and abundantly available at every market. It's a popular street food in Mexico and can be served as a snack or side dish.
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I changed the name of the town from Alpine to Lobo. The reason for the change is because Alpine is a real town. It's very quaint and a lovely town in West Texas. In this post the owner of the bank, Pat Rogers takes unfair advantage of young ladies, and I didn't want anybody to assume the bank in Alpine is like that. This is only fiction and will always be only fiction.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Joyce: Cords' ex-girlfriend
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
| Author Notes | Thank you google images of a pretty blonde. Again, yesterday I made changes. I hope I didn't leave in or take out needed words or punctuation. I have no clue why I find these changes that need to be made the day before or as I post. LOL Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
Cordero ran after her. "Ali, wait. Dad and Jim offered to finish. I'd be happy to take you to town. Can you give me a few minutes to clean up?"
She nodded.
Inside, Rosa walked up to Cordero. "I won't plan on you two for dinner."
He winked. "Mom, when have you ever needed the SUV when it's this close to dinner? Pretty good trick."
Rose smiled. "You two need alone time."
*****
The drive to town was silent. Once parked, Cordero went around the pick-up and opened Alexandra's door. "Should I stay or leave?"
"Good question. I'm not sure the women will talk freely with a man here. At least stay back. We'll see what happens."
"Gotcha."
TODAY POST:
Chapter 12 B
Lisa was the first to arrive. She smiled at Cordero as they shared greetings.
Alexandra walked to her. "Hello. I'm glad to see you again." She glanced at her watch. "There are three additional ladies who said they'd come. We'll start once they arrive. Her eyes met Lisa's. "Do you mind if Cord sits at the back? If you do, I'll ask him to leave. I understand how sensitive this subject is."
"I'm fine. I've known Cord since grade school. He's one of the good guys. I'm sure the others will feel the same."
Smiling, Alexandra said, "I agree. There are not many like him."
Within five minutes, the rest of the women trickled in.
After the introductions, Alexandra began, "You'll have time to discuss privately your individual situations. After I hear them, I'll decide if it's best to approach these cases individually or combine them."
She took a drink from a water bottle. "Before we do, I want to explain legally what we're discussing. Since you probably consented, you feel you don't have a case. That's not necessarily true."
Opening her briefcase, Alexandra removed a file. "Here's the legality of the situation. I checked and made sure Texas followed the same law. Quid pro quo harassment is a type of sexual harassment in which the terms or conditions of a person's job are in some way impacted by whether that person engages in sexual behavior."
A short, slender Hispanic lady stood. "I wasn't employed by Mr. Rogers."
"I understand, Caridad." Alexandra stumbled over her Hispanic name.
"Ms. Alexandra, please call me Cari, most people do."
Glancing at Cordero, Alexandra blushed at his grin, before she said, "Thank you. I'll practice my Spanish."
The ladies turned and smiled at Cordero and nodded.
"Back to what we're discussing. You don't have to be. From what I understand, you couldn't get approved for needed business loans without having sex with him. This means you were coerced. Even if you gave consent, it's still coercion. You wouldn't have had sex with him unless it affected your loan status. Correct?"
After the ladies nodded, Alexandra continued, "Sexual trauma can happen in many ways. It doesn't always involve physical force. Sexual coercion happens when someone pressures or manipulates you into having sexual contact when you don't want it."
When tears welled in one of the ladies' eyes, Alexandra hesitated and then asked, "Rebecca, do you need a minute?"
"I'm fine, Ma'am. Please call me Becca."
Nodding, Alexandra continued, "Sexual coercion can be confusing and deeply distressing. You know what happened wasn't right, but you don't understand how or why. You might even believe he couldn't have assaulted you because you didn't say no."
After taking a deep breath, Alexandra said, "This is extremely important, and you need to remember it, true consent is given voluntarily." She paused. "Let me repeat, true consent is given voluntarily."
Nancy stood. "Ms. Alexandra, maybe I should have said something earlier. My loan wasn't a business loan. I live with my elderly mother. A wind and hailstorm damaged our roof. Rain leaked into our house."
"Good point. You still needed a loan, and it was refused until you had sex. So, he held power over you." Alexandra paused until her eyes met each person's. "According to the United States Department of Justice, rape refers to sexual penetration you didn't consent to. It follows, that coerced sex, when it involves penetration, would count as rape, even if the other person didn't use physical force or violence."
Carol raised her hand. "Are you saying we were raped?"
"I am." Alexandra paused and let that sink in for a few moments before she continued, "Now, for what I can do for you. I doubt Pat Rogers' attorney will allow this to go to trial. He wouldn't want the negative publicity, so he'll probably settle out of court."
She shrugged her shoulders. "I could be wrong. Anyway, I'd like to have a settlement prepared. I think $100,000 should be paid to each of you. Say $1,000 paid every month, spread over a little more than eight years, until the balance is paid. To ensure he pays, it'd be payable to the court, and they'd then mail it to you."
Alexandra paused, while the ladies commented to each other. "I heard that's a lot of money. You're right. I'm sure it won't be accepted. So, I want you to speak amongst yourselves and come up with a minimum amount you're willing to accept."
She studied the ladies' eyes before she added, "While you discuss it, I'll talk to each of you individually. I'll take notes and record your cases. I don't want to misunderstand anything you say. I promise I'll be the only person who'll listen to the tape. Does anyone have a problem with me recording?"
After the ladies agreed, Alexandra and Lisa went to a corner of the room to talk privately.
All the ladies gave their statements, before Alexandra asked, "What's the minimum amount of money you'd agree too.
Caridad offered, "We agreed to $10,000."
Alexandra tilted her head. "Ladies, I feel your pain and suffering's worth more than that. He degraded you. Don't allow him to get away with it. That amount is a slap on the wrist." She exhaled. "I'd say the rock bottom would be $50,000, but I don't want to go below $75,000. What are your thoughts?"
Nancy asked, "Will this go to each of us?"
Nodding, Alexandra said, "Yes. You each deserve to be compensated for what he did."
Rebecca was the next to speak, "I still feel dirty for what he did."
The other ladies agreed.
"Good. I'll file it with the court and then I'll meet with Mr. Rogers' attorney. After that, I'll contact you. Is meeting here as a group, okay?"
Again, the ladies agreed.
"Then we're finished, unless you have something else."
As the ladies stood, Alexandra said, "I forgot something. Amy Harding is another lady Mr. Rogers has wronged. Does anybody know how to contact her?"
Carol said, "Since her grandma died, she was forced to move. She can't afford a phone, but I have her address. It's at home."
"Can I call tomorrow morning and get it?"
"Yes."
~~~~~
Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Elote (eh-LOH-teh), also known as Mexican street corn, is salty, sweet, crunchy, and creamy in every bite. It hits all the right flavor notes, especially hot off the grill in the summer months when fresh corn is at its peak and abundantly available at every market. It's a popular street food in Mexico and can be served as a snack or side dish.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Joyce: Cords' ex-girlfriend
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
| Author Notes | Thank you google images of examples of sexual coercion. Again, yesterday I made changes. I hope I didn't leave in or take out needed words or punctuation. I have no clue why I find these changes that need to be made the day before or as I post. LOL Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
"Good. I'll file it with the court and then I'll meet with Mr. Rogers' attorney. After that, I'll contact you. Is meeting here as a group, okay?"
Again, the ladies agreed.
"Then we're finished, unless you have something else."
As the ladies stood, Alexandra said, "I forgot something. Amy Harding is another lady Mr. Rogers has wronged. Does anybody know how to contact her?"
Carol said, "Since her grandma died, she was forced to move. She can't afford a phone, but I have her address. It's at home."
"Can I call tomorrow morning and get it?"
"Yes."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 12 C
As they walked to the pick-up, Cordero opened the door for Alexandra and said, "I enjoyed watching you. Interacting with me, you're completely different. It seems there are professional confident Alexandra and then a girl-next-door Ali. Which is the real Ali?"
"I guess you're right. I'm more comfortable being Ali. Aren't there two Cords?"
"Maybe, but I don't think there's such a huge difference." He glanced toward the storefronts. "In the next block is my favorite pizza place. Would you like to join me?"
Alexandra checked her watch. "In fifteen minutes, you have a dinner date."
"I called the restaurant and left the message that I declined." He held out his phone for Alexandra to read. "Ellen sent me a text after she delivered it. I'd like to have pizza with you, if you want."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm positive. I've already explained Joyce and I are over."
Alexandra's eyes met his. "If you're positive, I'd like to have pizza with you."
Cordero cupped her elbow and led her to the small restaurant. "I hope you like it."
"I'm sure I will."
Inside, a tall heavyset man walked over to them and shook Cordero's hand. "No te he visto en mucho tiempo. Me alegro verte." (Hey, man, I haven't seen you in a while. I'm glad you're here.) He glanced at Alexandra. "Quien es la guapa senora contigo?" (Who is the beautiful lady with you?)
Cordero put his arm around Alexandra's waist. "Ali, I'd like you to meet my closest friend, Rico. We've known each other since before kindergarten. His dad owns this place. As teenagers, we spent hours sitting around these tables."
Rico took her hand and said with a heavy accent. "Ali, it's very nice to meet you." He hesitated. "You don't speak Spanish, do you?"
"Sorry Sir, I don't."
"Since Cord introduced us in English, I guessed you didn't. It was rude of me to speak in Spanish. I'm sorry."
She smiled. "I'm guessing you said something like, I haven't seen you in a while, how have you been, and who's your date?"
"Cord, she's a keeper. She did a good job figuring out what I said."
"I plan on it." He nodded toward the back. "We need that back table."
"You got it."
"I'll send the drinks back. You're usual?"
"I'll have a soda." Cordero faced Alexandra.
"A glass of water with lemon if you have it."
"I do. I'll send them right back."
Cordero held her chair as she sat. After he sat, he set the menu aside and studied her.
Her eyebrows rose. "What are you doing?"
"I've mentioned before I'm watching your figure. This time I'm checking to see what pizza I should order." As she shook her head, he continued, "Your figure's saying a thin crust with only vegetables. Am I close?"
"Hmm."
"I see a smile. My plan's working."
Alexandra reached across the table and squeezed his upper arm. "I'm checking to see what pizza you'd order."
He flexed. "Now try. You'll get a better read." After she squeezed it again, he said, "You need to be careful. Your eyes reveal your thoughts. I see you approve."
The color of her cheeks traveled the spectrum from pink to deep red.
"What pizza are you suggesting for me?" asked Cordero.
"I see a problem. Your pizza would be hand tossed meat lovers. I guess we're at an impasse. How are we going to compromise?"
"Good question. My suggestion would be..." his fingers drum rolled on the table, "A medium thin and crispy veggie pizza and a small hand tossed meat lovers. My question - are there any vegetables you don't want?"
"No tomatoes or jalapenos."
He motioned for Rico to come over. When he did, he brought drinks.
After placing the order, Rico asked, "Cord, you sure about the jalapenos?"
He glanced at Ali. "I'm sure."
She mouthed, "Thank you."
After a few minutes of silence, Cordero said, "I asked for this table, so we'd have privacy."
When Alexandra didn't speak, he continued, "I see I'm suddenly getting the quiet lawyer. I'll begin. I thought I made it clear I have no intentions of ever renewing a relationship with Joyce. I'm sorry this hurt you. Please share your thoughts. We can't get past this unless you talk."
Alexandra studied her placemat while she picked at a corner, so Cordero said, "Would it help if I reminded you, I want to see where our relationship takes us?"
After exhaling a deep breath, she said, "I knew I enjoyed your company. At first, I thought I was rebounding, and then realized I never loved Alan. Mom always said if a man's right for you, you'll feel a sizzle."
"Mom's mentioned that sizzle too. Did you feel the sizzle with him?" When she shook her head, he asked, "Then why were you engaged?"
"He was so sure about everything I thought it was there, but I'd missed it. Did you feel it with Joyce?"
"I did not. Please continue."
"When I realized I wasn't rebounding, I thought my attraction for you was because you were nice to me, and I was hungry for male attention."
Cordero removed his bandana and handed it to her. "In case you need it." He noticed Rico bringing the pizzas but motioned him to wait.
After accepting his bandana, Alexandra continued, "Yesterday after meeting Joyce..." She exhaled. "I know I had no right, but it hurt and forced me to realize how much I care for you."
He took her hand.
"I know my job and family are in New York City." Alexandra wiped moisture from her eyes. "I want to see where this relationship goes, but there are so many red flags and they're flying high."
"I know. The major problem is you live in New York City and me here."
"I don't see how we can get around that."
"If our relationship continues to grow, we'll have to work out a compromise like we did with the pizza." Cordero motioned for Rico to bring the pizza.
~~~~~
I'll be at Corpus Christie enjoying the beach Monday - Wednesday. My answering reviews and reviewing will be limited. My sixteen-year-old grandson is visiting.
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Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Elote (eh-LOH-teh), also known as Mexican street corn, is salty, sweet, crunchy, and creamy in every bite. It hits all the right flavor notes, especially hot off the grill in the summer months when fresh corn is at its peak and abundantly available at every market. It's a popular street food in Mexico and can be served as a snack or side dish.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Joyce: Cords' ex-girlfriend
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Rico: Cord's best friend since kindergarten
| Author Notes | Thank you google images of examples of a meat lovers pizza. Again, yesterday I made changes. I hope I didn't leave in or take out needed words or punctuation. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 21 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
After accepting his bandana, Alexandra continued, "Yesterday after meeting Joyce..." She exhaled. "I know I had no right, but it hurt and forced me to realize how much I care for you."
He took her hand.
"I know my job and family are in New York City." Alexandra wiped moisture from her eyes. "I want to see where this relationship goes, but there are so many red flags and they're flying high."
"I know. The major problem is you live in New York City and me here."
"I don't see how we can get around that."
"If our relationship continues to grow, we'll have to work out a compromise like we did with the pizza." Cordero motioned for Rico to bring the pizza.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 12 D
After the pizzas were eaten and Cordero had paid, Rico asked, "Are you on your way to the rodeo?"
"I've been so busy I'd forgotten it was in town. Ali, I bet you've never been to a rodeo? Want to go?"
"You'd be correct. I'd like that."
*****
By the time they found a seat toward the top of the bleachers, the rodeo had started, and the barrel racing was almost over. Saddled bronco riding was scheduled next. Cordero described every detail of the event. When the steer wrestling began, he explained it as they watched.
Before the bull riding event, Alexandra grabbed Cordero's arm and squeezed it. His eyes met hers and he saw fear. "As much as I enjoy the closeness, what's wrong?"
She released a deep breath and pointed. "That Luke guy."
Cordero nodded. "I won't leave you alone. You'll be safe."
"But he tried to shoot you. Do you have your gun?"
"No. I didn't think I'd need it during a ladies' meeting at the church."
"Funny."
"I'm not trying to be funny. I'm being honest." He ran his finger along her cheek. "I promise you and I'll be safe."
She nodded and faced the arena as a bull with a rider entered.
Again, Cordero helped her understand the event, but paused as the next bull and rider appeared through the gate. "That's our bull."
"What?" Alexandra's eyes widened.
"That's our missing bull."
"How can you be sure?"
"See the brand on his left hip. It's our Rancho de Bufalos Salvajes (Wild Buffalo Ranch) brand but it's been tampered with." He pointed. "If you get a chance, look at his right front hoof. It'll have a lavender Christian fish on it." When Alexandra's eyes widen, he nodded. "I know. Mom's idea." He glanced around. "I'm sure Sam Baily's here. I need to find him. There's a small brand inside his left ear." He placed his hand on the bleacher seat and jumped down before he held up his hands. "Jump, I'll catch you."
"It's too high. What if you drop me?"
"I won't. I need to find Sam. I'm not leaving you alone especially with Luke hanging around. Jump."
"But..."
"But nothing. I won't allow you to get hurt."
Alexandra closed her eyes and jumped.
As Cordero caught her, his hands slid her blouse up, exposing most of her stomach. He adjusted it. "Sorry about that and the position my hands ended. It wasn't on purpose."
"I'm sure it wasn't, but I have a feeling you enjoyed it."
He grinned and winked. "I plead the fifth." He took her hand. "I'm betting Sam's by the holding pens."
The closer they got to the holding pens, the more comments and wolf calls Alexandra received. Cordero blew out air. "This isn't working. I need to find a safe place for you." He scanned the area. "I've got it. Come on."
At the announcer's booth, Cordero led her into the small, enclosed area. "Hello, Frank."
Frank's eyes widened. "Ladies and gentlemen, I have a treat for you. Cordero Ortiz just entered my booth. Welcome him. He still holds the steer wrestling record and one of the best saddled bronco riders I've ever seen. Give it up for Cordero Ortiz."
As the crowd cheered, Cordero removed his cowboy hat, waved it, and greeted the fans. When it ended, Cordero whispered, "Please turn off the mic. I need a favor."
With the mic off, Frank asked, "How can I help?"
"I need to go behind the holding pens and it's no place for a lady. Can she stay here until I return? I need to find Sam Baily."
"Of course."
Cordero started to leave then stopped. "Sorry. Ali, meet Frank. Frank this is Alexandra."
Frank offered his hand. "Glad to meet you. A friend of Cord's is a friend of mine."
Accepting his hand, she said, "Please call me Ali." She watched Cordero leave. "Be careful."
"I will."
Sitting in the announcer's booth, Alexandra was able to follow Cordero's movement. She saw him speak with Sam and then they went to the bulls' holding pen. With numerous men helping control the bull, Cordero verified the brand inside the bull's ear.
While Sam called for back-up, Cordero returned to the booth. "Thank you, Frank."
Frank nodded. "I'm guessing there's an ownership question about that bull."
"You'd be correct. He came up missing a few weeks ago. Sam and his deputies are taking care of it. We'll get it tomorrow morning." Cordero held out his hand. "Ali, let's go home. I don't want you involved if there's trouble." He patted Frank's shoulder. "Thanks again."
*****
At home Cordero parked and checked his watch. "It's fairly early, what would you like to do?"
"How about checking Bendecida and saying good night to Jewel?"
"Sounds like a plan." Cordero cupped her elbow and turned toward the barn.
As they turned, they heard a car coming down the lane. Cordero's eyebrows rose. "I don't recognize it. I wonder who it is."
When the car stopped, Joyce climbed out, rushed to Cordero, and yelled, "I waited for hours! You stood me up! How dare you!" She glared at Alexandra. "I guess you didn't give him the message. I told you we were getting back..."
"Ali, go to the barn," interrupted Cordero. "I'll be there in a few minutes." He watched Alexandra until she was inside. "There's no reason involving her in your rant. I explained when I left Houston we were over. I made it clear. I was given the message and left one at the restaurant stating I declined."
"You should've shown up in person. I never got it."
Cordero removed his phone from his back pocket and scrolled down. "Ellen texted me after she gave you the message. See? As far as I'm concerned we're finished." He turned to leave.
Joyce grabbed his arm. "You're not walking away." When he faced her and yanked his arm away, she continued, "I've waited for you to come to your senses. You have to be bored with this lifestyle. Besides we were good together."
"We were never good together. There were problems long before I left Houston. For one, you're always angry just like now. We never discussed any problems because of your anger. You never listened. It was all about you and what you wanted. I hated city life and still do. You need to leave. You're embarrassing yourself." He turned and left.
Joyce continued her rant.
*****
Alexandra knelt next to Bendecida. "Your life's simple. All you need to do is eat and sleep." She cringed when she heard Joyce's elevated voice. After a few moments, she covered her ears. When a hand touched her shoulder, she jumped.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." When she smiled, Jim said, "Let's go to the tack room. You won't hear them, but we'll be able to hear Cord when he comes into the barn."
Inside the tack room, Alexandra stared at the photos on the wall. "These are all of Cord."
"They are. He excelled at rodeos and won all sorts of trophies and quite a bit of money."
"Why'd he quit?"
"That's a question you'll need to ask him."
Jim heard Cordero calling for Alexandra and opened the door. "Boss, I brought her in here."
When Cordero entered, Alexandra walked up to him and put her hand on his arm. "I'm sorry, I've caused trouble."
Cordero drew her into a hug. "You did nothing wrong. This is all Joyce. In Houston, I made it clear we were over. She didn't accept it."
Alexandra stepped back. "Are you sure?"
"Yes."
She studied his eyes for a moment before she walked over to the photos. "Why'd you quit?"
"It's a nomadic life. I was only in a place for a short while, a different hotel every few days. Always setting up and taking down camp. I like stability. Winning was great, but it wasn't enough. I went to college and then ended up back here."
Cordero took her hand. "Let's check on Jewel and then go inside." He faced Jim. "I accidently found our bull. We'll pick him up first thing in the morning. We'll leave here at seven o'clock. Will you let the guys know?" Jim nodded. "Thank you for taking care of Ali."
Jim grinned. "No problem, Boss. Tomorrow you ready to start Jewel with a bit?"
"I think it's time."
Once outside, Jewel came over to the edge of the corral for her pets. As Alexandra rubbed her muzzle, her eyes met Cordero's. "I've been selfish. You're tired, aren't you? I shouldn't have kept you out."
"I am. The last few days were pretty hard, but I want to spend time with you. I missed you."
"I missed you too. Let's go inside. I bet your mom has ice cream."
He grinned. "I'm sure she does."
~~~~~
I'll probably post next Saturday. We'll be traveling back to Corpus Christie. Andrew, my third son, and his family will be there for the week. I'm blessed to be able to spend time with family, but to be honest all this traveling is wearing me out. In a happy way. LOL
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Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Elote (eh-LOH-teh), also known as Mexican street corn, is salty, sweet, crunchy, and creamy in every bite. It hits all the right flavor notes, especially hot off the grill in the summer months when fresh corn is at its peak and abundantly available at every market. It's a popular street food in Mexico and can be served as a snack or side dish.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Joyce: Cords' ex-girlfriend
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Rico: Cord's best friend since kindergarten
Luke: All around bad guy
| Author Notes | Thank you google images of examples of a saddled bronco rider. I made changes as I posted today. I hope I didn't leave in or take out needed or unneeded words or punctuation. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 24 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
Once outside, Jewel came over to the edge of the corral for some pats. As Alexandra rubbed her muzzle, her eyes met Cordero's. "I've been selfish. You're tired, aren't you? I shouldn't have kept you out."
"I am. The last few days were pretty hard, but I want to spend time with you. I missed you."
"I missed you too. Let's go inside. I bet your mom has ice cream."
He grinned. "I'm sure she does."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 13 A
Monday morning when Alexandra came into the dining room for breakfast, Jorge and Rosa were drinking coffee and talking. As she glanced around the room, Jorge said, "If you're looking for Cord, I think the lack of sleep finally caught up with him. He hasn't come out yet."
"Cord mentioned Friday evening he was tired."
"He was and then Saturday he was up early to retrieve our bull and return him to the herd."
Rosa sipped her coffee. "Sunday, we had church and then he rode to the pasture to make sure the cameras were working." She paused a moment. "I'm wondering if we should put some security cameras around the house."
Jorge nodded. "Wouldn't be a bad idea. I'll check into it today."
Standing Rosa said, "Breakfast is finished. I'll put some back for Cord."
They were almost finished eating when Cordero rushed in, slipping his arms into his shirt sleeves. "Sorry, I overslept." He noticed Alexandra's eyes twinkling as she stared at his chest. Buttoning his shirt, he winked. "I'm glad you approve."
Jorge and Rosa tried not to laugh at her blush but failed.
Cordero kissed his mom's cheek. "Sorry about that."
"Are you sorry you're late or sorry for making Ali blush?"
He grinned. "How about both?" His eyes met Ali's. "I couldn't resist."
Still blushing, Alexandra said, "I can tell you caught up on your sleep."
"I did. Now, I'm starving."
Accepting a coffee refill, Jorge asked, "What are everybody's plans for today? Rosa?"
"It's Monday, so laundry." She smiled at Alexandra. "Today's a French dinner, correct?"
"It is. I'm not sure what, but I'll figure it out. I need to go to town to get a prepaid cell phone. I have Amy Harding's address. I want to mail it to her so we can communicate and see if she's interested in getting the child support she deserves."
Rosa nodded. "That's really nice. You can borrow my SUV. I won't need it."
Chuckling, Jorge teased, "Try not to raise a ruckus like you did last Monday."
Swiping him with her napkin, Rosa said, "Stop it, Ali's helped four women."
Jorge raised his coffee cup in Alexandra's direction. "That you have. I'm proud of you." He faced his son. "What are your plans?"
"I'm riding to the east pasture. I need to check on some mares. Last week it looked like one of them is due in a couple of weeks. I want to move her to the barn."
"You usually house them in your barn. Are you sure we have the space?"
"We do." Cordero's eyes met Alexandra's. "Since I'm staying here for now, I want her close."
Standing Rosa asked, "Will you be home for lunch?"
"I doubt it." Cordero took a bite of eggs. "Ali, I was thinking about working on Jewel's bit and bridle late this afternoon. Think you'll be finished stirring up trouble?"
She blew out a deep breath. "I'm only going to a store, buying a phone, and to the post office. Maybe the grocery store. How much trouble could I possibly get into? You're greatly exaggerating my trouble making ability." Standing, she headed toward the kitchen.
Cordero picked up his cup and followed. "Do I need to apologize, and can I have more coffee?"
Alexandra filled his cup. "Yes, for the coffee, and probably no to the apology. I hate to admit it, but you've come to my rescue on more than one occasion." She hesitated a moment. "I think I'll see if I can finish the paperwork and file it with the court while in town. That'll get the case in motion."
His eyes widened. "So you'll stir up trouble?"
"Shouldn't. Rogers won't find out about it until tomorrow or the following day."
"All right. Just be careful."
"This trip will be uneventful."
He held her hand. "I need to get going. If you have any problems, you have my number. Call, I'm serious."
"I will." As his eyebrows crunched together, she added, "I promise."
He started to lean in for a kiss, but glanced toward his mom. "I'll see you later this afternoon."
"I'll look forward to it." Alexandra watched him leave and then continued cleaning up from breakfast.
*****
Later that morning, Alexandra came into the kitchen. "Do you feel like Ratatouille with pear tarts for dessert?"
Rosa smiled. "Sounds good. Do you have the recipe?"
"I do."
Both ladies reviewed it for needed groceries.
The list was completed, and then Alexandra left for town.
Alexandra parked by the grocery store and decided to walk to the places she needed to go. Her first stop was the courthouse so she could file the appropriate papers. She checked her watch. This late Rogers won't find out about it until at least Wednesday.
After going to a store to buy the cell phone, she stopped by the post office to mail it with a letter introducing herself and explaining what she hoped to accomplish. Alexandra paused to say a short prayer hoping Amy would seek the help she felt was badly needed. All I can do is wait for her to call. It's in Amy's hands now.
The final stop was the grocery store. Alexandra removed the list from her purse and scanned it. This shouldn't take long. It's short. She paused. Ice cream's not on it. I'd better get some.
After putting the groceries in the backseat of the SUV, Alexandra walked to the driver's side.
As she opened the door, a man grabbed her from behind. His left hand pointed a bowie knife at her side and his right arm went around her shoulders.
She stiffened when she felt the knife's tip prick just above her waist.
"Shut up and walk," he sneered.
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Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Elote (eh-LOH-teh), also known as Mexican street corn, is salty, sweet, crunchy, and creamy in every bite. It hits all the right flavor notes, especially hot off the grill in the summer months when fresh corn is at its peak and abundantly available at every market. It's a popular street food in Mexico and can be served as a snack or side dish.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Rico: Cord's best friend since kindergarten
Luke: All around bad guy
| Author Notes | Thank you google images of examples of a bowie knife. I made changes as I posted today. I hope I didn't leave in or take out needed or unneeded words or punctuation. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 24 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
As she opened the door, a man grabbed her from behind. His left hand pointed a bowie knife at her side and his right arm went around her shoulders.
She stiffened when she felt the knife's tip prick just above her waist.
"Shut up and walk," he sneered.
TODAY'S POST:
"Who are you? What do you want?" Alexandra struggled.
"We've already met." He moved slightly to the front, so she saw his face.
"Luke? Why are you doing this?"
"You're a troublemaker. You need to be stopped."
"I haven't done anything to you."
"After our last meeting, I spent the night in jail." He shoved her. "Walk faster." At his pick-up, he opened the passenger door.
Alexandra struggled. "I'm not going anywhere with you."
He yanked her hair, forcing her head back, and then attempted to shove her inside.
She stomped on his toe.
He poked her side with the knife. "Do that again and the knife goes deeper."
From behind Luke, a knife grazed his throat. "Release the lady or I'll cut your jugular."
Luke backed away from Alexandra.
She grabbed her side. "Help!"
People ran to them and helped contain Luke.
Rico faced Alexandra. "How bad is it?"
"I'm okay."
"You need to see a doctor."
Sam arrived and handcuffed Luke. He glanced at Alexandra and Rico. "Get her to the doc. I'll take care of this one and meet you there."
Rico took his bandana and pressed it against Alexandra's wound. "Keep pressure on it. It doesn't look too deep but probably needs a few stitches."
"I'm fine. Let me go home." Her eyes met his. "Please don't tell Cord."
Chuckling, Rico scanned the crowd. "I'm sure he already knows. Nothing's private in this town."
Alexandra sighed as she studied the crowd. "I told him I wouldn't cause any trouble today."
"The doc's office is across the street."
They headed in that direction.
"I have groceries. They'll spoil in this heat. Can you take them to the ranch?" She hesitated. "And can you downplay what happened?"
Shaking his head, Rico grinned. "Which part? The part about the attempted kidnapping or the part about being stabbed?"
"Maybe both."
He opened the clinic door for her. "Cord has his hands full with you."
The middle-aged receptionist stood. "What happened?" As she ushered Alexandra into an examination room, Rico explained the situation. Before she left, she added, "I'll notify Doctor Barnes. He'll be in shortly."
Alexandra's eyes met Rico's. "Thank you for everything. I don't want to hold you up any longer. I know you have work that needs to be completed before the lunch crowd arrives."
Rico touched her arm. "Cord and I are close friends. A friend of his is a friend of mine. The staff knows what needs to be done. I'll stay until the doctor comes in and then I'll deliver the groceries. How you feeling?"
"Okay." She studied the blood doused cloth. "I don't think the pressure's working."
He moved closer. "Do you mind if I try?" When she shook her head, he took over applying pressure.
A few moments later, the doctor walked in. "Hello, Rico. Who do we have here? I don't recognize you as one of my regulars."
Rico shook the doctor's hand. "This young lady's visiting the Ortiz family. To be honest I don't know her full name. Cord introduced her as Ali." After a short pause, he said, "Ali, this is Dr. Bart Barnes."
Dr. Barnes offered his hand. Alexandra accepted it. "I'm glad to meet you. I'm Alexandra Black." She searched around her. "I guess my purse is in the SUV. It has my insurance information."
Rico opened the door. "While you two get acquainted, I'll get it." He left.
Bart pointed to the examination table. "I'll help you up and get a look at this injury."
Alexandra was lying on the table, when Rico returned. He set the purse on the floor, just inside the door. "Here. I'll take care of the groceries." He chuckled. "I won't say more than necessary."
"Thank you, again."
*****
As the doctor completed the final stitches, Cordero opened the room's door. "Ali?"
She tried to grab something to cover herself. "Cord!"
Cordero shut the door. "Sorry." He opened it again. "I need to know you're all right."
"Cordero Emanuel Ortiz."
He slammed the door, but said, "Just pretend you're wearing a bikini. Are you all right?"
Dr. Barnes chuckled, "She's fine. I'm almost finished, and then you can see her." When finished, he handed Alexandra her blouse. "Your gentleman friend's worried."
After she had on her top, Bart opened the door. "She's ready to receive a visitor."
Cordero shook the doctor's hand. "Thank you, Bart. How bad is it?"
"It bled a lot but wasn't that bad. She's lucky. She'll need to come back in two weeks. I want to check it and see if I can remove the stitches."
Walking up to Alexandra, he hugged her. "You're never coming to town by yourself again."
"But?"
He squeezed tighter. "But nothing! I'm just glad Rico happened by. If he didn't, who knows what would've happened." He stepped back. "Has Sam been by? Did you give him your statement?"
Alexandra nodded. "He did. I'm pressing charges this time."
"Good." He offered his hand. "Ready to go?"
"I am." She faced Dr. Barnes. "Thank you, again."
"Don't worry about it. I'm glad I could help."
As they walked to the waiting room, the receptionist handed Alexandra a card and a medicine bottle. "Here's your follow-up appointment and some pain medication. Once the local anesthesia wears off, you'll need it."
Accepting them, Alexandra said, "Thank you. How much do I owe?"
"Nothing, right now. I'll file the insurance papers and let you know of any balance."
Thank you, again."
Cordero cupped her elbow in his hand and led her to the SUV. "I'm driving home. The keys?"
"It's unlocked."
"What about needing a key to start it?"
She searched her purse and then handed them to him. "Sorry."
He opened the passenger door and helped her inside. "Under today's circumstances, I understand." He leaned inside and hugged her. "When Sam called, I was scared."
"Rico didn't tell you?"
"Sam's call came first, and then Rico filled in the details as he brought me to town." He closed the door, walked around, and then sat behind the steering wheel.
Silence continued for a few moments before Alexandra said, "Pretend it's a bikini? Cordero?"
"In my defense, I was worried and needed to know you were okay, besides I've seen bikini tops that covered less."
"You'd better stop before you bury yourself deeper," interrupted Alexandra.
"Good point." He reached over and touched her arm. "I'm sorry I wasn't there."
"I'm glad you weren't."
His eyes widened. "Why? I could've prevented it."
"Maybe if you were there, Luke wouldn't have tried anything. But if he did anyway, you probably would've fought and got hurt or did something to get into legal trouble."
Cordero grinned. "I happen to know a really good lawyer."
"That you do. I'm pretty sure she'd do it pro bono."
"Really?" Cordero parked in his usual spot at the ranch. "Let's get inside. I'm sure you need to rest."
~~~~~
I was supposed to spend this week on the Gulf Coast beach with my third son, Andrew and his family. I expected to enjoy playing in the water and sand with my four-year-old and two-year-old granddaughters. We were going to leave, Sunday morning. Saturday, mid-night our youngest son, Steven called. He was in ER in Victoria, TX where he lives. Our plans changes, but only slightly. At 5:27 AM I got a call Steven was being transferred to a hospital in Austin, Texas. Our plans now completely changed. No playing in the sand with granddaughters. We spent the better part of the week traveling daily through the Austin traffic to visit with Steven. He was released Wednesday. We took him home and stayed until Friday. Guess what? He'll now have surgery on Tuesday. I'm leaving Monday to stay with him. My husband is staying home this time. Our pets and garden need attention. We've had about 15 days of over 100 degrees temperatures and no rain. The humidity has been the teens. I'm planning on being back next weekend, if things go as planned. I will have my laptop so some reviewing possible. I should say it's not extremely serious. They doctor's are taking out his gallbladder. He has gallstones and they've damaged his pancreas.
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Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Elote (eh-LOH-teh), also known as Mexican street corn, is salty, sweet, crunchy, and creamy in every bite. It hits all the right flavor notes, especially hot off the grill in the summer months when fresh corn is at its peak and abundantly available at every market. It's a popular street food in Mexico and can be served as a snack or side dish.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Rico: Cord's best friend since kindergarten
Luke: All around bad guy
| Author Notes | Thank you google an image of a lady in a bikini; somehow it seemed right. LOL. Because of life getting in the way, I wasn't able to edit daily like I normally do. I hope this post doesn't have too many errors. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 24 days ago.
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"Good point." He reached over and touched her arm. "I'm sorry I wasn't there."
"I'm glad you weren't."
His eyes widened. "Why? I could've prevented it."
"Maybe if you were there, Luke wouldn't have tried anything. But if he did anyway, you probably would've fought and got hurt or did something to get into legal trouble."
Cordero grinned. "I happen to know a really good lawyer."
"That you do. I'm pretty sure she'd do it pro bono."
"Really?" Cordero parked in his usual spot at the ranch. "Let's get inside. I'm sure you need to rest."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 13 C
Before they could get inside, Jorge and Rosa rushed to greet them. Both hugged Alexandra and asked how she felt.
Rosa kept her arms around Alexandra. "When the guys aren't around, I want to see how bad your wound is."
Alexandra glanced at Cordero. "It's not bad, really, but according to some, I could show you now and I'd be showing less than a bikini."
His mom glared. "Cordero Emanuel Ortiz."
He shook his head. "Funny, Ali gave me that exact look and used the exact words. When a female calls you by your first, middle, and last name, it means you're not only wrong, but dead wrong."
Jorge patted his son's back. "I understand, but I guess when it's not for swimming it's not the same."
They went inside and sat in the living room while Alexandra answered their questions.
Her eyes met Cordero's as she said, "I want you to stay out of this. Sam's taking care of it."
"But..."
Rosa stood. "I agree with Ali. I'll get us some iced tea."
Cordero released a deep breath.
Jorge studied his son. "I agree with the ladies. I understand you wanting to protect Ali, but not this time." He stood. "I'll see who's at the door."
When Jorge returned, Sam was with him.
After the hellos and Rosa made sure everybody had a drink, Alexandra said, "Since you're here, I'm guessing you have some information."
"I do. It seems Luke's not the only person you've angered. He was paid to kidnap you."
Her eyes widened. "Who did I make this angry. I've only been in town three weeks."
"Pat Rogers." Sam took a notepad from his front shirt pocket before he continued, "Ed Parks came to visit me this afternoon. It's a small town and news travels fast, and he'd heard about what happened."
Alexandra shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know him."
Cordero offered, "He's the owner of one of the shadier taverns in town. What does he have to do with this?"
Sam tapped his notes. "Luke and Pat hadn't met until Saturday night. They happened to be beside each other at the bar, drinking, and shared stories about this beautiful woman who'd done them wrong. Eventually they realized they were discussing the same person, you."
"But..." Alexandra paused. "I don't understand."
"They discussed how they wanted to get even. As they closed the bar in the wee hours of the morning, they devised a plan. Ed witnessed money change hands. Luke would be the muscle and Pat the financer."
"All I did to Luke was turn down his advances. I'm sure I'm not the only female."
Rosa sighed. "I guess now-a-days that's enough."
"Pat has more reasons but doesn't know it yet. I filed paperwork with the court today for coercive sex, basically rape of four women. And I'm trying to get in touch with Amy Harding to see if I can get her the child support she deserves."
Jorge stood and walked around. "You didn't encourage his treatment of these women. He made those decisions himself."
As Alexandra cringed, her hand she pressed against her wound. "I want him held accountable for his actions. Who knows who else he's abused? He's basically a serial abuser." She glanced at her friends. "I'm sorry I've brought this trouble on you. Maybe I should..."
Rosa took Alexandra's hand. "If you're thinking about leaving, you're not. I support everything you've done. You're in the right, and I'm glad you're standing up for these women."
"Thank you." She closed her eyes.
Cordero stood. "Sam, could you come back later? I think Ali needs to rest."
Standing, Sam nodded. "I'm finished anyway. If you think of anything else, call and I'll drop by. Ali, please rest and don't worry. I'm taking care of it. You should be safe."
Her eyes met his. "Are you arresting Pat Rogers?"
He nodded. "That's the plan. I tried before I came out, but he wasn't in his office or at home."
Jorge's jaw set. "So, he's hiding."
Sam patted Jorge's shoulder. "We don't know for sure."
"Sam, wait. I'll help Ali to her room and then walk you out." Cordero took her hand as he led her to her room. After she was comfortably lying down, he turned to leave. "I'll be back later."
*****
At Sam's pick-up, Cordero said, "So Rogers is running free to do more damage. With the crimes, Ali's alleged against him he could be facing some serious jail time."
"You're right. If she were my gal, I'd keep her well-guarded. I'm doing my best to find him, but I have limited staff." Sam adjusted his hat. "I didn't witness it, but from the reports I've heard." He paused. "Warn Rico his spring blade knife might be illegal. I'd need to see it to be sure."
"I understand." Cordero watched Sam leave before he went inside. When he did, he asked, "Dad, did you find security cameras for the house?"
~~~~~
Steven did well in surgery. Thank you for your prayers and well wishes. I came home yesterday. I hope I get to stay home for a while. This traveling and not getting to sleep in my own bed is wearing me out. LOL
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Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Elote (eh-LOH-teh), also known as Mexican street corn, is salty, sweet, crunchy, and creamy in every bite. It hits all the right flavor notes, especially hot off the grill in the summer months when fresh corn is at its peak and abundantly available at every market. It's a popular street food in Mexico and can be served as a snack or side dish.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Rico: Cord's best friend since kindergarten
Luke: All around bad guy
| Author Notes | Thank you google an image of a sheriff's vehicle. With the lady in the bikini, I received a lot of new male reviews. LOL. Again, life got in the way, and I wasn't able to edit daily like I normally do. As I posted, I edited some more. I hope this post doesn't have too many errors. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 29 days ago.
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At Sam's pick-up, Cordero said, "So Rogers is running free to do more damage. With the crimes Ali's alleged against him, he could be facing some serious jail time."
"You're right. If she were my gal, I'd keep her well-guarded. I'm doing my best to find him, but I have limited staff." Sam adjusted his hat. "I didn't witness it, but from the reports I've heard." He paused. "Warn Rico his spring blade knife might be illegal. I'd need to see it to be sure."
"I understand." Cordero watched Sam leave before he went inside. When he did, he asked, "Dad, did you find security cameras for the house?"
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 14
Saturday morning, when Alexandra entered the dining room, everyone was already seated and enjoying coffee. Rosa held up an empty cup. "Ready?"
Alexandra nodded. "I'm sorry I'm late. I struggled getting to and staying asleep last night."
Jorge asked, "Still in pain?"
"No. I haven't been for a few days." She sipped her coffee. "This is good. Thank you. I needed it."
Rosa took Alexandra's hand. "Ali, maybe you need to discuss what's bothering you. This past week, you've been awfully quiet."
Alexandra studied her cup. "Maybe."
Cordero's eyes met hers. "We could go to our talking bench." He hesitated. "Going for a ride's probably out. If something goes wrong, you could tear open your stitches. If not the bench, maybe a walk."
Standing, Rosa said, "I'll get breakfast on the table."
Jorge stood. "I'll help."
Taking Alexandra's hand in his, Cordero said, "We were getting pretty close. I feel you're pulling away. Why?"
"I'm afraid you'll get hurt," she whispered.
"I figured it was something like that." He hesitated. "Why don't you let me make that decision?"
"I know your answer."
He glanced at his parents walking in. "We'll discuss it on our walk." He waited until his mom and dad sat. "After breakfast, Ali and I are going for a walk."
Jorge nodded. "I'll have Jim tag along."
"Dad, the idea of going on a walk is for privacy."
"He'll be discrete."
Chuckling Cordero added, "Like a bull in a China closet."
*****
After breakfast, Cordero and Alexandra left the house.
Jim caught up with them. "I guess I'm your bodyguard."
Cordero exhaled. "I wanted time alone with Ali." When Jim's eyes widened, he said, "Not that."
Pink graced Alexandra's cheeks.
"Sorry, Ma'am. I didn't mean..."
"You're fine, Jim," interrupted Alexandra. "Cord didn't explain himself well."
"Boss, how do you want me to handle this?"
"Just stay back. We need to talk. I was thinking of going to the clearing by the back pond."
"Makes sense. It's got a lot of wildflowers."
The couple walked side-by-side for a few yards before Cordero took her hand. When she smiled, he nodded. Silence passed before he asked, "Do I have the quiet lawyer with me?"
"Maybe."
Alexandra stumbled and Cordero slipped his arm around her waist. "You okay?"
"Yes." After a few moments, she said, "Cord?" He nodded so she continued, "Do you wish I wouldn't have pressed charges against Pat Rogers?" Before he could answer, she added, "Your life would've been a lot less worrisome."
He stopped, faced her, and took both her hands in his. "Let me make myself clear. I'm proud of the way you're standing up to Rogers. You've empowered four women and hopefully Amy will contact you. I would've been disappointed if you allowed him to continue abusing women."
"But..." She hesitated. "You've come to my aide a few times."
He grinned. "I enjoy being your knight in shining armor."
Laughing Alexandra said, "A white knight riding in on a white steed to save a damsel in distress."
Cordero held up his arm and stared at it. "Not exactly white, how about medium tan? You're hardly a damsel in distress."
"How about I adjust it to a handsome cowboy riding in on his spotted horse?"
"I want to change the damsel in distress to an intelligent, beautiful lawyer who accidently gets into interesting situations beyond her control."
As Cordero's lips almost met hers, her phone rang. "It's Amy! Sorry, I need to take this."
He wiped his mouth and nodded.
"Yes, this is Alexandra Black and I'm an attorney. I'm glad you called." She listened. "Yes, I contacted you because I accidently discovered you were awarded a minimum amount of child support back in 2012 while Pat Rogers was in college. He now owns and manages the Lobo bank. Your child has the right to receive a percentage of what he's now earning, but only if you're willing to go back to court. If you're not, I won't bother you again."
Alexandra listened and then said, "Just a minute." She faced Cordero. "Is there any way I can go to El Paso?"
He thought for a few moments. "I'll take you Tuesday."
She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. "Thank you." She continued with her phone call. "I can be there around noon Tuesday. I'll bring lunch, and we'll talk while we eat. Is that all right?"
Jim walked up and patted Cordero on the back. "I'd say you made Ali really happy."
"I guess you're right." He chuckled. "Who knew it was that easy?"
After Alexandra put her phone away, her eyes met Cordero's. "Thank you for offering to take me to meet with Amy." Pink touched her cheeks. "Sorry, for my response. I got a little excited."
"I'm not complaining." He offered his hand. "Ready to continue our walk?"
Alexandra accepted Cordero's hand. "I might be able to get Amy close to a thousand dollars a month."
"I'm happy for Amy and for you."
She stared straight ahead. "You know this will only make Rogers angrier."
"I've already thought of that." He pointed. "The area I wanted to take you to is straight ahead." After they sat on a rock, he continued, "I want you to know, I'll do everything in my power to protect you from the fallout." He grinned. "You won't be going to town without an escort."
"I already figured those days were over. What if something comes up and you can't go, and I need to?"
"Dad or any of the ranch hands will be glad to take you." He faced the wildflowers. "Right now, let's enjoy the view."
"It's beautiful and peaceful. It makes me forget how messed up the world is." She laid her head against his arm. "Thank you."
"I'm happy I've got the talkative lawyer again."
"Really?"
"Yes really. Or maybe I should say the girl-next-door; the one comfortable being herself."
"How do you know this is the real me?"
"Because you're relaxed. I'm betting you'll sleep well tonight. You've worked through some of the problems bothering you." His eyes met hers. "Is there anything else we need to discuss?"
"Not really. I'm still confused on how to solve the other problem."
"What would that be?"
"How are we going to compromise over our living situation?" She took a deep breath. "Sorry, I'm making the assumption you want to."
"I definitely want to." Cordero leaned over to kiss her.
Before their lips met, Jim pointed. "Boss, there's a fast-moving storm bank building." He turned. "Sorry Boss, but we need to head back."
Cordero stood and studied the clouds. "You're right but your timing could be better." He pecked her cheek and offered his hand. "Let's go."
A few yards from the barn lightning and thunder shook the sky. The rain held off until they entered the house.
Inside Alexandra glanced around. "Where's Samson? He normally greets me at the door."
Cordero tilted his head toward the bedroom. "Follow me." At his bedroom door, he pointed to the black hairy blob sticking out from under the bed.
Alexandra laughed. "He's scared of storms."
"Yep, as large as he is, storms scare him. I guess he figures if his head is under the bed the rest is safe."
"Poor baby."
"Don't empower him. He's a mess."
Rosa called, "Cord, Ken Green has a sick Blue Heeler and wants you to drop by."
"Do you have his number?" He hesitated. "Will you call him back and tell him I'm on my way?"
When Jorge grabbed his hat, Cordero's eyes widened. "Dad?"
"Sam hasn't arrested Rogers yet. Not only does Ali need somebody with her. You do too."
"Dad, I'm an adult male. I can take care of myself."
With both parents staring at him, he sighed. "Ready, Dad?"
Before Jorge and Cordero left, they checked to make sure the doors and windows were locked.
On their way to Cordero's pick-up, Jorge went to the barn. "Jim, Cord and I need to run out to Ken Green's ranch. Keep an eye on the ladies. I've made sure the house is locked tighter than a drum. Tuesday security cameras will be installed. I ordered some for the barn too."
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Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
| Author Notes | Thank you google an image of storm clouds moving in. While I posted, I edited some more. I hope this post doesn't have too many errors. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 31 days ago.
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Rosa called, "Cord, Ken Green has a sick Blue Heeler and wants you to drop by."
"Do you have his number?" He hesitated. "Will you call him back and tell him I'm on my way?"
When Jorge grabbed his hat, Cordero's eyes widened. "Dad?"
"Sam hasn't arrested Rogers yet. Not only does Ali need somebody with her. You do too."
"Dad, I'm an adult male. I can take care of myself."
With both parents staring at him, he sighed. "Ready, Dad?"
Before Jorge and Cordero left, they checked to make sure the doors and windows were locked.
On their way to Cordero's pick-up, Jorge went to the barn. "Jim, Cord and I need to run out to Ken Green's ranch. Keep an eye on the ladies. I've made sure the house is locked tighter than a drum. Tuesday security cameras will be installed. I ordered some for the barn too."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 15
Late Monday morning, Alexandra's phone rang. After she answered, she listened as Lisa explained what the ladies had received.
Alexandra glanced at her watch. "Have the ladies meet me at the courthouse in forty-five minutes."
After Alexandra hung up, Rosa's eyes widened. "This can't be good. What happened?"
"Rogers reneged on their loans. Their unpaid balance is due by close of business Friday. He can't do that. It's illegal."
"It's not safe for you to go into town by yourself."
Alexandra exhaled. "And Cord and Jorge are checking cattle." She plopped in a chair. "Now what? I need to speak with a judge to stop this."
"We'll figure it out." Rosa called her husband. After speaking with him, she said, "Jorge's calling Jim and asking if he'll take you. He'll also notify Sam. He should have somebody who can help. If you're not back by the time the men return, Cord will join you."
"Thank you." She glanced at her clothes. "I'd better look professional." She hurried to her room.
When she returned, Jim held up the SUV keys. "Boss Lady said I'd better drive this. Mine's a little dirty."
Alexandra faced Rosa. "Thank you. I'm guessing as small as this county is there's only one judge. What's his or her name? I'd like to sound professional."
"Sean Pickett. He's been our judge for ten or more years. He's no-nonsense."
"Good. That's what I need." She hugged Rosa. "Thank you for everything."
"Good luck."
*****
Jim parked in front of the courthouse. "Ali, since I'm your bodyguard, should I come in?"
Scanning the area, she thought. "To be honest, I have no clue. I've never needed a bodyguard before." Her eyes met his. "Do you have a ..."
He lifted his vest and revealed a handgun. "What good's a bodyguard if they can't protect you?"
"Good point." She hesitated. "I'm not sure about Texas law, but in New York guns aren't allowed in courthouses."
Sam walked up and knocked on the passenger window. "I thought that was you. Jorge said to expect you."
Alexandra explained the situation and then said, "Jim was delegated to accompany me and is wearing a gun. I'd hate for him to sit in the hot sun. Is he allowed inside the courthouse?"
"I'll be right back."
Jim and Alexandra watched Sam jog to his office.
He returned and handed Jim a badge. "Don't shoot anybody. I'll be keeping an eye on things out here."
"Thanks. When we leave, I'll return it."
Inside the courthouse, Alexandra walked up to the clerk. "Hello, I'm Alexandra Black. I don't have an appointment, but I need to speak with Judge Sean Pickett."
"You're that big city lawyer, aren't you?"
"I am. Last week, I filed some paperwork. Since then, the complainants have received threats. I'd like it stopped. The reason I need to speak with Judge Pickett today is they're under a deadline. Is there any way I can speak with him?"
The clerk checked the schedule and then glanced at her watch. "I'll fit you in at eleven forty-five, before he breaks for lunch."
Alexandra's eyes sparkled. "Thank you."
As she turned around, Sam escorted the four ladies inside. He removed his hat and wiped his brow. "It's hot out there. I'll wait in here."
Smiling, Alexandra said, "That's probably a good idea." After welcoming the ladies, she said, "I have an appointment with Judge Pickett. I need to see the letters you've received, and I have a couple of questions." She glanced around.
The clerk stood and pointed. "Ms. Black, there's an empty room down the hallway. First door on your left."
"Thank you, again."
As the ladies entered the room, Jim said, "I'll wait with Sam."
Alexandra nodded. The women sat while she read the letters. "Are any of you delinquent or have you made late payments?"
After they indicated they weren't, she closed her eyes and whispered, "Thank you." She then said, "That's really good. This is illegal and I'm going to stop this action." She glanced at her watch. "I think it'll be best if you wait here. If I need you, I'll send for you. I don't want to come on too strong. Some judges don't like that."
*****
At eleven forty-five the clerk knocked on Judge Pickett's door and announced, "Alexandra Black is here to see you."
He stood and welcomed her. "Your reputation preceeds you. How can I help?"
After she presented her case and handed him the letters her clients had received, there was a knock on the door.
Judge Pickett indicated the door was open. Lester Brown walked in and offered his hand. "Judge Pickett, I've heard you're entertaining an argument to override my client's ability to call in some loans."
The judge accepted his hand and introduced Alexandra, before he added. "It's amazing how fast news travels."
Lester ignored his comment and studied Alexandra. "I've heard about you. I'm wondering if you can legally practice law in Texas."
Opening her briefcase, Alexandra smiled. "Your Honor, I thought that could become an issue." She handed the judge paperwork.
After reading it, he handed it to Lester and smiled. "She can." He clasped his hands. "The way I understand this, because these ladies have filed a suit against your client, he's retaliating by calling in their loans, hoping they'll stop their case. Am I correct?"
"Not exactly, Sir."
Alexandra took a step forward. "Your Honor, I'd like to mention none of my clients have missed or were late with any payments."
He studied Lester. "Is she correct?"
"Hmm, well sir..."
"Is Ms. Black correct?" interrupted Judge Pickett. "It's a simple yes or no answer."
"She's correct."
"So, Mr. Rogers is blackmailing these ladies until they drop their rape cases against him, am I correct?"
Alexandra avoided eye contact as the judge glared at Lester.
Out of frustration, Judge Pickett said, "Tell your client it's illegal." He studied Alexandra. "Amend your case adding this additional charge."
"Thank you, Your Honor." She hesitated before she added, "If I may, I have a different question for Mr. Brown." After the judge nodded for her to continue, she asked, "Since there was a warrant issued for Pat Rogers' arrest and you're his lawyer, do you know where he is?"
Judge Pickett leaned forward and continued, "Good question. If I'm not mistaken, the warrant is for attempted kidnapping, right?" He faced Alexandra. "You were also attacked with a knife, correct?"
"Yes, Your Honor." She took a breath. "I'd feel a lot safer with him behind bars."
Brown said, "You're here, so you must not feel in that much danger."
Alexandra stood. "Your Honor, may I?" After he nodded, she opened the door and motioned for Jim and Sam to enter. "My bodyguards."
"Point taken." The judge glared at Brown. "If you know where he's at and don't produce him by the end of the day, you're in contempt of court and will be arrested. Understood?"
"Yes, Sir. I can assure you; I have no idea where he's at."
Judge Pickett checked his watch. "I'm late for lunch."
Alexandra and Lester stood and left the office.
In the hallway, Alexandra and the ladies hugged as she explained the results.
Jim stood beside Alexandra. "Sorry to break this up, but Cord's worried."
I'm sure he is." She said goodbye and reminded the ladies to contact her with any questions or problems.
As they left the courthouse, Jim returned the badge. "Thank you, Sam. I can't wait to get that SOB in jail." He faced Alexandra. "And from what I understand, it's only going to get worse."
Sam asked, "What do you mean?"
Avoiding eye contact, Alexandra said, "Tomorrow I'm meeting with Amy Harding. I might be trying to get the child support she deserves."
Sam walked away chuckling. "I'm glad you like me."
Inside the SUV, Jim said, "Let's get you to your boyfriend. Please call him and let him know you're all right. He's called at least four times."
"I'll call, but he's not my boyfriend."
"Maybe, but he's worried about his gal."
Alexandra exhaled. "It's complicated."
"He loves you and you love him. How complicated is that?"
*****
When Jim pulled the SUV into the garage, Cordero ran to them, helped Alexandra out, and hugged her. "Are you all right?"
"Yes, Sam briefly deputized Jim so he could get his gun in the courthouse."
Jim grinned, "You should've heard her address Judge Pickett. She had him eating out of her hand. Lester Brown didn't stand a chance."
Chuckling, Cordero shook his head. "She has that effect on all men." He took Alexandra's hand. "Mom and Dad are concerned."
*****
During dinner, the afternoon events were discussed, before Alexandra asked, "Because of today's circumstances, I need to ask a question that's none of my business."
Jorge's eyes met hers. "Go on."
"Since Pat Rogers attempted to call in the ladies' loans, I became worried about loans you might have."
"Your concern's valid." Jorge took a bite of dinner. "Rosa and I don't owe any money. The only money owed around here is Cord's pick-up. How much longer do you have until it's paid off?"
"Three months, but I didn't get the loan through the bank. It's with the Ford Corporation."
Alexandra released the breath she was holding. "Good. Rogers has no ammunition against you." She sipped her lemonade. "Subject change. How far is it to El Paso and what time do you want to leave?"
Jorge thought a moment. "It's a solid three hours."
"Dad's right. You told Amy you're bringing lunch, so I suggest we leave around eight o'clock. By the time we get there and stop to get lunch, you'll be there close to noon. Do you know where she lives?"
"I have her address. We can find it with GPS."
Cordero left and returned with a laptop. After he found it, he pointed. "Dad, look."
Jorge shook his head. "Magoffin isn't in one of the safest areas. Be sure to..."
"I know," interrupted Cordero. "I'll be prepared." He glanced at Alexandra. "You look fantastic. I'm sure you dressed to look professional, but tomorrow dress so you don't draw attention to yourself." When her eyes widened, he added, "You will automatically because you're beautiful. We don't need to add rich. This is a high crime area. One of the worst in El Paso."
"I understand."
Jorge asked, "Ali, do you speak Spanish?"
"I'm sorry, but no."
"I don't know if circumstances will call for it, but don't be surprised if Cord goes into his full accent."
"I've heard it once. At first, I was surprised. I don't hear an accent when he speaks English, only with certain words."
Chuckling Cordero added, "Your bright blue eyes are going to announce you're an outsider. Magoffin's about ninety percent Hispanic."
"I'll wear sunglasses." After everyone laughed, Alexandra asked, "Does Amy speak Spanish?"
Cordero thought for a moment. "Very limited when I knew her, but I suspect she's picked it up."
Rosa stood and picked up some plates. "Before I start on the dishes, how about breakfast around six-thirty?"
After everyone agreed, Cordero and Alexandra went to the barn to check on Bendecido and work with Jewel.
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Attorneys who pass the Uniform Bar Exam (UBE) in one state can apply for admission to the bar in another UBE state by transferring their score. If the attorney's UBE score is high enough for admission in the second state, the attorney can be admitted to practice law there.
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The majority of my reviewers have commented how they like the patient development of Ali and Cord's relationship. I do have a reviewer or two who feel it should move faster. I disagree for the following reasons. First, they've only known each other for 31 days. I have read posts were the couple jumped into bed after 3 dates. That's, to be honest, why the abortion and divorce rates are so high. I have also read reports about depression and even suicide. Second, approximately 50 days ago, Ali walked in on her fiance having sex with another woman. There have also been hints of abuse in that relation. Comon on, give the lady a chance to heal! Third, Rosa and Tonia are best friends and have been since they were in kindergarten. Neither Cord nor Ali will allow anything to happen that might cause harm to their moms' relationship.Forth, They both know Ali will go back to New York City and Cord will remain in Texas. I hope this helps.
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Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
| Author Notes | Thank you google an image of a small county courthouse. While I posted, I edited some more. Every time I read, I found something to change, I doubt I can ever get my writing perfect. Sorry, this is a longer post. I didn't feel it could be split. I'm posting it high so there is more rewards for reading. I hope this post doesn't have too many errors. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 32 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
Cordero left and returned with a laptop. After he found it, he pointed. "Dad, look."
Jorge shook his head. "Magoffin isn't in one of the safest areas. Be sure to..."
"I know," interrupted Cordero. "I'll be prepared." He glanced at Alexandra. "You look fantastic. I'm sure you dressed to look professional, but tomorrow dress so you don't draw attention to yourself." When her eyes widened, he added, "You will automatically because you're beautiful. We don't need to add rich. This is a high crime area. One of the worst in El Paso."
"I understand."
Jorge asked, "Ali, do you speak Spanish?"
"I'm sorry, but no."
"I don't know if circumstances will call for it, but don't be surprised if Cord goes into his full accent."
"I've heard it once. At first, I was surprised. I don't hear an accent when he speaks English, only with certain words."
Chuckling Cordero added, "Your bright blue eyes are going to announce you're an outsider. Magoffin's about ninety percent Hispanic."
"I'll wear sunglasses." After everyone laughed, Alexandra asked, "Does Amy speak Spanish?"
Cordero thought for a moment. "Very limited when I knew her, but I suspect she's picked it up."
Rosa stood and picked up some plates. "Before I start on the dishes, how about breakfast around six-thirty?"
After everyone agreed, Cordero and Alexandra went to the barn to check on Bendecido and work with Jewel.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 16 A
Tuesday morning as they turned onto US-90W, Alexandra faced Cordero and asked, "You're worried about going to El Paso, aren't you?"
"Yes and no. I've been there often. If we were staying in the main city, no problem. Unfortunately, Amy lives in a bad neighborhood. Would you take a walk in East Harlem?
"No. It's dangerous."
"Same here." He reached over and took her hand. "My confidence in you being able to take care of yourself, I'm sorry to say, isn't high."
"As much as I dislike what you said, I have to agree. I think a self-defense class may be in my future."
"Probably a good idea."
"You're armed, aren't you?" When he nodded, she started to say something, but instead answered her ringing phone.
After listening, she said, "Mr. Brown, I'm unable to meet with you right now." She listened and then said, "Why is none of your business." She paused. "I'll check my calendar and return your call." After a silence, she said, "I'll get back to you sometime today. Probably soon." She hung up and turned off her phone.
Cordero asked, "A problem?"
"Mr. Brown wants to set up a meeting." She glanced at the open fields. "Are we close to a town?" When his eyebrows rose, she continued, "I want to buy a burner phone. I need to return his call, but he could trace my phone and might figure out what I'm trying to do."
He grinned. "I'm impressed. You're more street-savvy than I thought." A few moments passed, before he said, "Van Horn's up ahead. From there, we'll follow I-10 into El Paso. You can buy your phone there."
As Cordero parked in the Walmart parking lot, Alexandra said, "Before we go in, I have a question."
He faced her. "Okay." A silence continued. "It must be serious you're silent and avoiding eye contact."
Again, silence.
Alexandra blurted, "Do you wish I was more like you?"
Cordero's eyes widened. "That's a loaded question." He took a moment to form his answer. "You could mean a few different things. If you meant, do I wish you were male?" He chuckled. "No way."
She gave him a warning stare. "Be serious."
"If you meant, do I wish you were from Hispanic descendants? It's not important as long as my culture's respected. You do." Cordero exhaled. "Now for the tough one. If you meant, do I wish you weren't from New York City? I do wish that. But I need to add, I care about you, a lot. Being from the city is part of who you are. I like that. My fear is what's going to happen when you return home. To say I'll miss you is an understatement."
There was a few moments of silence before Alexandra said, "Thank you for being honest. I appreciate it."
Cordero opened his door. "Let's get that phone." He walked around and opened her door. "We good?"
She nodded.
*****
When they returned to the pick-up, Alexandra studied the new phone. "I guess I'd better call Brown."
Cordero nodded. "I'll stay quiet."
"Thank you." She put in his number. "Hello Mr. Brown. This is Alexandra Black." She listened. "I know this isn't my number." She crossed her fingers. "I forgot to charge my phone. I borrowed a friend's. My clients will entertain the idea of making a deal, but it'll need to be in their favor. I'm not opposed to a trial, and neither are they. What date is your client looking at?"
After a long silence, Alexandra said, "I'm not available Monday. I'm hoping to get my stitches removed from the knife wound your client was party to." She listened. "Okay, your client alleged to be party to, but we both know he's guilty or he wouldn't have gone into hiding."
She shot a warning glare at Cordero for laughing.
He winked back.
"Tuesday, a week from today at eleven o'clock will be fine. Will your client be there?" She listened. "Yes, I'll have him arrested. There's a warrant for his arrest. I'm legally bound to turn him in. Judge Pickett told you to produce him yesterday. You didn't."
Under her breath she said, "Duh!" After a few moments of silence, she added, "Yes, having him turn himself in and paying bail is probably a good idea. Sounds like you do know how to contact him." She hung up. "The nerve of some people."
"Rogers always thought he was privileged."
"I'm beginning to understand that." She stared out the windshield. "His perceived entitlement is about to end."
He briefly glanced at her and grinned. "I know."
As they neared El Paso, Cordero asked, "Any ideas about lunch?"
"Not really. How old do you think the child is and any idea if it's a boy or girl?"
"About nine. It seems I heard something about a boy but couldn't swear to it."
"The address Carol gave me had Amy's maiden name so I'm guessing she never married."
"Too bad." Cordero frowned. "That doesn't help me with where to stop for lunch."
"Since we're probably dealing with a nine-year-old male, I'd say pizza or cheeseburgers. How about you?"
"Cheeseburgers. Okay?"
"Yes."
*****
With cheeseburgers, fries, and drinks in hand, Cordero and Alexandra returned to the pick-up.
Before Cordero turned the ignition key, he said, "I need to clarify something." When Alexandra faced him, he continued, "I don't understand why, but you changed things about yourself to be more like what your ex wanted. I'm hoping that's not why you asked if I wanted you to be more like me. I like the way you are." He thought a moment. "You didn't learn to ride for me, did you?"
She exhaled. "Around you I'm comfortable being me. Thank you for that. As for learning to ride, I wanted to."
"I'm glad." Cordero backed up. "Ready to meet Amy?"
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Sorry, for some reason, advanced editor wouldn't let me bold the characters in the character list, after six attempts I gave up.
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Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
| Author Notes | Thank you google an image of a typical Whataburger meal. Whataburger is a Texas fast food joint. While I posted, I edited some more. Every time I read, I found something to change, I doubt I can ever get my writing perfect. I hope this post doesn't have too many errors. I am about halfway finished posting this novel and have already written my next novel. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 32 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
With cheeseburgers, fries, and drinks in hand, Cordero and Alexandra returned to the pick-up.
Before Cordero turned the ignition key, he said, "I need to clarify something." When Alexandra faced him, he continued, "I don't understand why, but you changed things about yourself to be more like what your ex wanted. I'm hoping that's not why you asked if I wanted you to be more like me. I like the way you are." He thought a moment. "You didn't learn to ride for me, did you?"
She exhaled. "Around you I'm comfortable being me. Thank you for that. As for learning to ride, I wanted to."
"I'm glad." Cordero backed up. "Ready to meet Amy?"
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 16 B
Alexandra and Cordero sat in the pick-up and stared at the rundown house, barely more than a shanty which bore the address given to Alexandra.
Cordero opened his door. "I guess this is it. I'll go first to make sure."
"It wouldn't look right. We'll go together."
*****
When Amy answered the door, Alexandra introduced herself.
Cordero hugged Amy. "It's good to see you again. It's been a while."
Amy studied her feet. "I'm sorry you have to see me like this. Since Grandma died, things have been rough."
"Don't worry about it. Ali has some ideas that could make things better."
A nine-year-old boy came in from outside. Amy introduced him. "This is my son, Matthew. Matt, this is Ms. Black and Mr. Ortiz."
Cordero raised his hand holding a sack. "We brought lunch. I hope you like cheeseburgers and fries."
Matt grinned. "They're my favorite."
Alexandra smiled at Cordero and mouthed. "Good choice."
They sat on patched folding chairs and ate off a worn, wobbly, card table. During lunch, Amy asked Cordero about former high school classmates.
Alexandra halfheartedly listened as she made note of the living conditions. No one should live like this. One large room. On the floor, two dirty twin mattresses. One broken easy chair. Five windows, two are broken and covered with cardboard. No air-conditioning or a fan. I wonder if it has heat. Clothes stacked in neat piles. Is there a bathroom or running water? No stove, just a hot plate. A small refrigerator, does it work? No human should live like this. Something needs to be done.
Closing her eyes, Alexandra took a deep breath. Please God, give me the knowledge to help her.
When lunch was finished, Cordero stood. "Matt, the ladies need to talk. Why don't we go outside and shoot some hoops? I saw a basketball by the front door."
He faced his mom. "Can I?"
"Yes." She pointed. "There's a small park across the street. Don't go any farther. It's not..."
"I understand," interrupted Cordero.
Alexandra exhaled and watched Cordero leave. Thank you for being your wonderful self.
Amy smiled. "I take it you and Cord are a couple."
"To be honest, I'm not sure what we are. It appears to be heading in that direction. Unfortunately, I live in New York City. I'm not sure how a long-distance relationship would work."
"If it's meant to be, it'll work. He's one of the good guys."
"That he is." Alexandra hesitated. "I accidently heard about your situation." She briefly explained how Pat Rogers used it to cause problems between Cord and herself.
After Alexandra opened her briefcase, she continued, "That caused me to do some research. I discovered you were awarded seventy-five dollars a month child support nine years ago. At that time Pat Rogers was in college. Now he owns the Lobo bank. You have the right to go back to court and request at least ten percent of his current earnings. I haven't asked for his financial report. Before I do, I need to know if you're willing to move forward.
She opened a file. "I researched and found out the typical small bank owner makes an average of $134,000 a year. Ten percent of that is $13,400 a year or $1,117 a month. Would that help?"
Amy dried an escaped tear. "It would be a huge help. I work as a waitress and make $7.50 an hour plus tips. I rarely get more than twenty-five hours a week. In this neighborhood the tips are only a few dollars on a good day."
"That's hardly enough for groceries."
"I know." Amy stared into space. "Pat has never paid one cent in child support."
"He hasn't?" Alexandra hesitated. "I'll file for back support for the past nine years." She quickly did the math in her head. "That's about eight thousand dollars." Her eyes met Amy's. "Pat claims he's not Matt's father. He says Cord is."
Amy covered Alexandra's hand with hers. "There's no way Cord is Matt's dad."
"Did you have plans after graduation?"
"I'd been accepted to the state college in Lobo. I wanted to be an elementary teacher. I had the same dreams as any teenage girl. I wanted to get married, have children, and the white picket fence." Amy surveyed her home. "Now look at me."
"I understand because you were pregnant your parents disowned you. You moved in with your grandma and she died about a year ago."
"That's right. I tried to explain what happened, but my parents wouldn't believe me. Pat came across as a goody two-shoes."
"May I ask what happened?"
She nodded. "We were at an after-prom party. Pat drank."
"Did you?"
"No. Dad was very strict and would've killed me." Amy got up and walked around the small room before she returned to her chair. "I didn't want to and told him no, but he kept saying if I loved him, I'd have sex with him. I still refused. He hit me." She hung her head. "I got scared and gave in."
"He coerced you into having sex."
Amy continued through tears. "He hurt me. I cried from the pain. I yelled for him to stop. He kept going. I had bite marks and bruises. When I told him I was pregnant, he denied we ever dated."
"Did you show your parents the bite marks and bruises?"
Amy nodded. "I tried. Dad refused to look. Mom did and took photos, but she wouldn't overrule dad. I still have some scars from his bites."
"Could I see them?" After viewing three, Alexandra closed her eyes and drew deep breaths. You can do this. She exhaled. "Just so you know he raped you. I'm representing four ladies who he also raped. He's a serial rapist. I'm sure there are other women we don't know about. When I'm finished with him, the entire town will know. Maybe more victims will come forward."
Stay focused. Alexandra pointed to her paperwork. "To continue, I'll need you to sign and date these papers." She swallowed. "I'll keep in touch and let you know how things are progressing." She stood and hugged Amy.
"Thank you."
Alexandra faced the door, closed her eyes, sighed, turned to Amy, and hugged her again. "Things will get better. I promise." She walked outside.
Cordero came from across the street. "We ready?" He jogged to the door, said goodbye to Amy, and returned to the pick-up. After studying Alexandra, he asked, "You okay?"
"I'm going to lose it. Please just drive."
He opened her door and helped her inside. After he drove away, her tears began. Cordero reached over and took her hand. "Ali, what's wrong?"
Her tears turned to sobbing.
Cordero found a city park, stopped, ran over, and opened her door. When she calmed a little, he helped her out. They sat on top of a cement picnic table.
After a few moments of silence, Cordero asked, "What happened?"
"Amy was brutally raped." Alexandra got up and walked around. "She showed me scars where he bit her."
After she leaned against his chest and continued to cry, he said, "What can I do?"
She shook her head. "Nothing." Her voice got louder. "He destroyed her life. She was accepted to the state college in town. She wanted to be a teacher. Her dad refused to believe what happened. Amy told that jerk she was pregnant, and he denied they'd even dated. Now, she's basically homeless and with no future. Your horses live better than she does."
"The child support you're going to get her will help her have a future."
She turned into his chest. As he put his arms around her, she cried.
He removed his bandana and offered it to her.
After silent moments passed, she dried her tears and glanced at her watch. "Do you know where there's a library?"
Cordero's eyes widened. "A library?" After she nodded, he said, "I can find one. Are you sure?"
"Yes. I have an idea."
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Serial rape refers to a series of two or more rapes. Sometimes a definition of serial rape includes a "cooling-off period," which occurs between the rapes. Serial rapists are often seeking control or domination over their victims.
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Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
| Author Notes | Thank you google an image of a shanty. While I posted, I edited some more. Every time I read, I found something to change, I doubt I can ever get my writing perfect. I hope this post doesn't have too many errors. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 32 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
After a few moments of silence, Cordero asked, "What happened?"
"Amy was brutally raped." Alexandra got up and walked around. "She showed me scars where he bit her."
After she leaned against his chest and continued to cry, he said, "What can I do?"
She shook her head. "Nothing." Her voice got louder. "He destroyed her life. She was accepted to the state college in town. She wanted to be a teacher. Her dad refused to believe what happened. Amy told that jerk she was pregnant, and he denied they'd even dated. Now, she's basically homeless and with no future. Your horses live better than she does."
"The child support you're going to get her will help her have a future."
She turned into his chest. As he put his arms around her, she cried.
He removed his bandana and offered it to her.
After silent moments passed, she dried her tears and glanced at her watch. "Do you know where there's a library?"
Cordero's eyes widened. "A library?" After she nodded, he said, "I can find one. Are you sure?"
"Yes. I have an idea."
TODAY'S POST:
Inside the library, Alexandra asked the librarian about the use of their computers and the use of a printer. After receiving the answers, she called her mom, Tonia.
Through tears, Alexandra described Amy's situation and then explained, "Mom, I want to use our charity foundation. Texas A&M has a campus in El Paso. We could pay for Amy's college. She wants to be a teacher. We can get her a decent apartment and give her a stipend for expenses. With the money she'll receive from child support, she'll have a chance."
"That's a great idea. How do you want to set it up?"
"Do we need Dad's and Grandpa's approval?"
"I think they'll both agree this meets the requirements. Should I start typing the contract?"
"Yes. Could you find somebody to help her register for college, find an apartment, and counseling? She'll need counseling for help with rape trauma. Maybe after that check, with her on a weekly basis, until we're sure she's on the right track?"
Alexandra heard typing. "Mom, once you've finished, I'll print it and then Cord and I'll take it to her."
"Cord's with you?"
"Of course, did you think I'd come to El Paso by myself? Also, we're on speaker phone."
"You didn't say anything. I'm sorry, Cord. I didn't mean to ignore you. How are you? Thank you for helping."
"No problem, Tonia. I'm doing well, and you?"
"Good, thank you. I just sent it. You should have it in a minute."
Cordero and Alexandra visited with Tonia as they watched for the email.
A few moments later, Alexandra said, "Got it. Thank you. Let's hope Amy agrees. Love you, Mom."
"Love you, too. Let me know how it turns out. Be safe. Bye."
After printing two copies, Alexandra and Cordero were on their way back to Amy's.
Before, getting out of the pick-up, Cordero asked, "Why aren't you bringing rape charges against Rogers?"
"In Amy's case, we're too close to the ten-year statute of limitations act. She should've done it when she filed for child support nine years ago. With the other ladies, there isn't enough evidence to guarantee a conviction, but he doesn't know that. I'm hoping neither does his lawyer. I feel it's safer to go this route. Besides if he's in jail, nobody gets any money. I'm hoping once he realizes there are consequences, he'll stop. Once the news is out, women should be more cautious around him."
"Makes sense."
When Amy answered the door, she asked, "Did you forget something?"
Alexandra smiled. "I've figured out a way you can complete your dream of becoming a teacher. I hope you agree."
Amy's eyes widened. "What?"
"Let's sit and discuss it."
After discussing the details and presenting the contract, Alexandra explained, "You'll need to maintain at least a 3.0 GPA. We're sending a lady to help you get registered for school, find an apartment, and set you up with rape counseling. You have my number, please stay in touch. I'll be there for you."
Amy's eyes met Cordero's. "Is this real?"
He put his hand over Amy's. "I was with Ali when she called her office and set it up. This is all real, but only if you agree."
Alexandra reached over and hugged Amy. "I want to set your life in the direction it was going before Pat Rogers destroyed it. It'll be hard, but you can do it. We'll help."
With the papers signed, Alexandra called her mom. "You're on speaker. Amy agreed. Let me know when you've found someone to assist her."
"It'll be about a week before everything's in place."
"Thank you, Mom."
"You two driving back tonight?" After Alexandra indicated they were, Tonia added, "Be safe."
*****
As the couple drove from Amy's house, Cordero said, "That went really well." He checked his watch. "How about eating before we head home?"
"Good idea."
He glanced at her. "I know an Italian restaurant I think you'll like. It's called Monteleone's Ristorante."
"Sounds good."
Cordero pulled into the parking lot. Before he opened his door, Alexandra said, "I want to thank you."
"What for?"
"For being you. First, thank you for helping me get to El Paso and," she smiled, "for putting up with my tears."
"I understand why you were upset. I would've been surprised if you weren't."
"My heart broke when I saw Amy's living conditions."
"I know."
She hesitated and then swallowed. "It's also a little personal. I wanted to be treated the way Dad treats Mom, Grandpa treated Grandma, and your dad treats your mom. Alan didn't treat me that way. I was positive it was me. I tried to be the perfect girlfriend and fiancee. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't live up to his expectations."
She touched his hand. "I met you and you've treated me with respect, just me being me."
"It's the way I was taught to treat women."
Alexandra caressed his hand. "The first time I met Samson, I thought he was a bear. I jumped into a Yucca Plant, and it stabbed me. You cleaned my wrist and put on a band-aide. You offered help, yet never spoke down to me. You didn't know me. I was a stranger."
He lifted her hand and pecked it. "The second meeting was more interesting."
Exhaling, she said, "It was. You acted like a male."
"In my defense you only wore a towel."
"True, but even then you were respectful." Her eyes met his. "When Pat introduced himself at the diner, he was polite, but talked down to me. I knew I wanted nothing to do with him. If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't have known that. If I'd gone to Houston, I probably would've been one of his victims."
"I hate thinking that."
Alexandra took a deep breath. "You showed me it's not my fault. Some men don't treat women with respect."
"Very true."
"Thank you for being you."
"Sorry, I need to get this. It's Mom." Cordero answered his phone. "Mom, we've been busy. Things went well. We'll talk when we get home. We've stopped to eat. I'll call when we're done with the checkpoint?" He hung up. "Ready?"
"Checkpoint?"
"Don't worry. You'll see it soon enough." He opened his door. "I'm hungry." He went around and opened Alexandra's door, cupped her elbow, and led her inside.
The waitress came to their table. "I'm Patricia and I'll be your server tonight. Can I get your drinks and an appetizer?"
Cordero ordered a soft drink and Alexandra water. Because of time, they decided against appetizers.
When Patricia returned with drinks, they placed their order. As they waited, Alexandra watched Cordero. "There's something on your mind. Care to share?"
He studied her for a few moments. "I was reflecting on today." He paused. "I learned a lot about you."
"That I'm a crybaby."
Cordero grinned. "There were tears, well, a lot of tears, but for a good cause." He took her hand. "You showed how compassionate you are about certain causes. When the tears cleared, out came a fighter. You saw a need and figured out how to fix it. I'm impressed."
"If I didn't have your shoulder to lean on or maybe draw on your strength, I would've spent a lot longer crying."
"Thank you, but maybe we complement each other."
"I like that, but I'm pretty sure I do most of the leaning."
"Not always. I hide it better."
When Patricia set the dinner plates in front of them, small talk continued through dinner.
*****
As Cordero took her hand and led her to the pick-up, he asked, "You ready for waiting in line at the checkpoint?"
"I don't understand why we have to go through customs. We didn't leave the US. El Paso's in the US, right?"
Chuckling Cordero said, "It is. There are a lot of humans, drugs, and weapons smuggled through here. The Border Patrol's doing their job."
Inside the pick-up, Alexandra asked, "And there's a long line?"
He nodded. "At least every time I've gone through."
"Have you ever had any problems?"
"
"You mean since I'm a Mexican American?"
"I didn't mean it the way it sounded."
"I know. I'm being real. And to answer your question no. I'm 100% American. When we get closer, will you get my vehicle registration and insurance papers from the glove box?"
"Just tell me when."
*****
As they waited in line, Alexandra glanced around. "This is sort of scary. I had to go through customs when we went into France and again, back home, but it wasn't anything like this. I didn't bring my passport. Should I have it?"
Cordero grinned. "Just your driver's license. You do have it, right?"
Alexandra reached for her purse. "I'd better check. To be honest, I rarely need it."
"Oh, the life of a rich New Yorker," he teased.
"Hmm..." She continued searching, and then with pride held it up. "See, I do have it."
"Good. I would've hated you being arrested as an illegal alien." He shook his head. "I should've said I wouldn't want to be the poor customs agent who was unlucky enough to have you arrested."
Her lips formed a pout. "I'm not sure how to take that."
Cordero reached over and took her hand. "The best possible way. You have to admit as a lawyer you're a force to be reckoned with."
"I guess." She pointed. "Look, we're moving."
"That we are." Cordero removed his gun holster, unloaded it, and handed it to Alexandra. "Please put this in the glove box."
"Will it be a problem?"
"Shouldn't. I'll declare it from the beginning. I have my license to carry permit. We should be good."
"You're used to this, aren't you?"
He nodded. "I am. I can't remember any time this checkpoint wasn't here." Grinning he added, "When we get back to Lobo, let's go for ice cream."
"Sounds good."
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Under the Texas Code of Criminal Procedure, you cannot be charged with sexual assault or aggravated sexual assault if the alleged attack occurred more than 10 years ago.
(The age of consent in Texas is 17. Since minors under 17 cannot legally give consent to sexual activity, having sex with such a minor is considered non-consensual in Texas and is deemed statutory rape even if the minor agreed to it. The charge may be sexual assault, aggravated sexual assault or indecency with a child.)
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Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and good friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
| Author Notes |
I am tired of the hassle of Advanced Editor. I hope the font size is acceptable.
Thank you google an image of the El Paso Checkpoint. While I posted, I edited some more. Every time I read, I found something to change, I doubt I can ever get my writing perfect. I hope this post doesn't have too many errors. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 32 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
As they waited in line, Alexandra glanced around. "This is sort of scary. I had to go through customs when we went into France and again, back home, but it wasn't anything like this. I didn't bring my passport. Should I have it?"
Cordero grinned. "Just your driver's license. You do have it, right?"
Alexandra reached for her purse. "I'd better check. To be honest, I rarely need it."
"Oh, the life of a rich New Yorker," he teased.
"Hmm..." She continued searching, and then with pride held it up. "See, I do have it."
"Good. I would've hated you being arrested as an illegal alien." He shook his head. "I should've said I wouldn't want to be the poor customs agent who was unlucky enough to have you arrested."
Her lips formed a pout. "I'm not sure how to take that."
Cordero reached over and took her hand. "The best possible way. You have to admit as a lawyer you're a force to be reckoned with."
"I guess." She pointed. "Look, we're moving."
"That we are." Cordero removed his gun holster, unloaded it, and handed it to Alexandra. "Please put this in the glove box."
"Will it be a problem?"
"Shouldn't. I'll declare it from the beginning. I have my license to carry permit. We should be good."
"You're used to this, aren't you?"
He nodded. "I am. I can't remember any time this checkpoint wasn't here." Grinning he added, "When we get back to Lobo, let's go for ice cream."
"Sounds good."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 16 D
After a complete pickup search, Cordero and Alexandra continued their trip home. Alexandra released a deep breath. "I've never been through anything like that."
"They were a little more thorough than normal. Maybe your New York driver's license confused them."
Alexandra's eyes widened. "Do you think so?"
Chuckling Cordero said, "I doubt it. I was teasing."
"Ha, ha."
"I thought it was funny."
"I'm sure you did."
*****
After traveling a while in silence Cordero said, "I was teasing with the being from New York comment."
"I know."
"Why am I getting the silent lawyer?"
"Just thinking."
"Care to share?"
"Grandpa started the law firm fifty years ago April 9."
"That's good. What's the problem?"
"Ever since the twenty-fifth birthday, there's been a huge party in the Rainbow Room of the Rockefeller Center."
"I'm sure it's fun."
"There's always a nice dinner and dancing."
"A live band?"
She smiled. "Yes, a live band, well more of an orchestra. No line dancing. It's formal black tie, invitation only."
"Your eyes are telling me you're concerned, why?"
"It's this Friday. I'm not ready to return. Mom and Dad are trying to gracefully put out fires, but some of my 'special' clients would be disappointed if I don't attend."
"Will your ex be there?"
"He's not invited. But I'm sure he knows it's scheduled. He may try to contact me."
"Is the possibility of seeing him what's bothering you?" When she nodded and dried her eyes, he added, "I've already shared my bandana. I haven't had a chance to replace it."
"I'm not going to cry."
"Are you sure?" teased Cordero.
"How about, I'm trying not to. I've done enough for one day."
He reached over and took her hand. "It's okay if you do."
"I know." Her eyes met his. "Thank you."
"If you go, when will you leave?"
"Thursday. Dad will have the jet meet me at the Lobo Airport. When I get home, Mom and I'll go shopping for my dress."
"How long will you stay?"
"I'll return Saturday, late afternoon."
Cordero parked. "Ready for some ice cream?"
"Of course." After Cordero opened the pickup door and helped her down, Alexandra's hug lingered. "Thank you, again, for everything."
"You're welcome. I could get used to your hugs," he teased.
Alexandra's eyes sparkled. "At times you're impossible."
"Only sometimes?" He grinned as they entered the ice cream shop. "Hello, Julio."
"Hola, Cordero, your usual hot fudge banana split?"
"Yes, I'm not sure what the lady would like."
Her eyes widened. "I feel like a child. So many choices. I've never seen anything like this."
"You've never been to an ice cream shop?"
"Yes, but not like this."
"Julio, wait on mine. It's been my experience we could be here a while." Cordero shook his head, "Do you even have it narrowed down?"
Alexandra whispered, "No."
Julio offered, "I keep the flavors displayed in the same order. Why don't you start at the end and when you come again you can try the next one in order until you've sampled them all?"
"That's a good idea." Alexandra glanced at Cordero. "Think we could come again?"
"I'm sure of it."
Smiling Alexandra said, "So I just need to decide which end to start with."
With a grin, Cordero said, "You have it narrowed to two."
She closed her eyes. "I'll have two scoops of Wild Mountain Blackberry Marble in a cup."
Cordero asked, "Two scoops? The scoops are huge." When Alexandra faced him, he said, "You won't be able to eat it all." Continuing his grin, he said, "Julio, two spoons. I'm pretty sure I'll be helping."
After eating a little less than half of her ice cream, Alexandra held up the extra spoon. "Would you like a taste? It's really good."
He accepted the spoon. "Only a taste, right?"
"Why would there be any other reason?"
"The other reason might be you're full."
Alexandra moved the cup closer to Cordero. "That couldn't possibly be the reason."
He took the cup. "I'll finish it."
*****
After Cordero parked at home, he helped Alexandra out, put his hand in the small of her back, and led her to the front porch.
Before he opened the door, Alexandra faced him. "Cord, I appreciate your support. I couldn't have helped Amy without you." She reached up and kissed him.
When it finished, their stare into each other's eyes lingered. Cordero's hands held her arms. He swallowed and leaned over. As their lips touched, Samson stormed from the house and nudged his way between them, followed by Jorge and Rosa.
Jim called, "Boss, can you come to the barn?"
He muttered under his breath, "You've got to be kidding." He released a deep breath. "I'll be in after I talk with Jim."
Rosa took Alexandra's arm. "How'd things go?" She led Alexandra inside and shut the door.
*****
Halfway to the barn, Jim teased, "You haven't given your gal a proper kiss, yet? Boss, you ain't got game."
Cordero shook his head. "I do too."
Jim pointed to Chip. "Your horse has more game than you."
"What are you talking about?"
"You should see the way he looks at Jewel. Now, that's a horse with game."
Walking up to Chip, Cordero rubbed his muzzle. "You need to listen. Jewel's way too young for you. You need to leave her alone. I mean it."
"Those two would make some good-looking horses."
"True. I've sent her DNA off, but the results haven't come back. I'd like to know more about her background." Cordero faced Jim. "Why'd you call me?"
Jim pointed. "You need to check the mare. I think she'll foal in a day or two."
Cordero checked. "You're right. I'm thinking Thursday or Friday. I doubt she'll deliver tomorrow. We'd better watch her just in case. Anything else?"
"The clover and soybeans are in. The alfalfa hay will be finished by the end of the week."
"We had quite of bit of rain and snow in the Davis Mountains. We won't irrigate until it's absolutely necessary. Maybe our luck for a wet spring and summer will hold."
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Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
| Author Notes | Thank you google an image of a typical ice cream shop. While I posted, I edited some more. Every time I read, I found something to change, I doubt I can ever get my writing perfect. I hope this post doesn't have too many errors. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 34 days ago.
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Halfway to the barn, Jim teased, "You haven't given your gal a proper kiss, yet? Boss, you ain't got game."
Cordero shook his head. "I do too."
Jim pointed to Chip. "Your horse has more game than you."
"What are you talking about?"
"You should see the way he looks at Jewel. Now, that's a horse with game."
Walking up to Chip, Cordero rubbed his muzzle. "You need to listen. Jewel's way too young for you. You need to leave her alone. I mean it."
"Those two would make some good-looking horses."
"True. I've sent her DNA off, but the results haven't come back. I'd like to know more about her background." Cordero faced Jim. "Why'd you call me?"
Jim pointed. "You need to check the mare. I think she'll foal in a day or two."
Cordero checked. "You're right. I'm thinking Thursday or Friday. I doubt she'll deliver tomorrow. We'd better watch her just in case. Anything else?"
"The clover and soybeans are in. The alfalfa hay will be finished by the end of the week."
"We had quite of bit of rain and snow in the Davis Mountains. We won't irrigate until it's absolutely necessary. Maybe our luck for a wet spring and summer will hold."
TODAY'S POST:
Early Thursday morning, as Cordero entered the kitchen, his mom studied him. "What's on your mind?"
"Nothing."
Rosa came over and hugged her son. "I've been your mom for twenty-eight years. I can tell when there's something bothering you."
Chuckling, he said, "Is the coffee ready?"
"It is, but you can only get some if you sit and talk."
"That's blackmail," he teased.
"Moms will use any way possible to convince their adult sons to talk." She studied him a few moments. "It's Ali, isn't it?"
Cordero's eyes met hers. "You're good."
"I've had years of practice."
"I see." He sipped his coffee. "On the way home Tuesday, she expressed concern about the firm's birthday party. She doesn't want to go."
"That's surprising. I've been to them. They're fun. Yesterday, I noticed as the day went on she got quieter and quieter." Rosa glanced toward the hallway. "She hasn't come out, yet. Did she say why?"
"She's worried about her former fiance. He's not invited, but she thinks he'll know it's happening, and she'll return for it."
"She's definitely afraid of him. Maybe you're right about the abuse."
"I'm sure of it." Cordero took a long drink of coffee. "I just can't prove it." He stood. "I need another cup."
Moments later as Alexandra walked into the kitchen, Rosa glanced up. "Good morning. What time are you supposed to be at the airport?"
"Ten o'clock."
Rosa nodded. "I'll take you."
"I will," interrupted Cordero.
Alexandra's eyes met Cordero's. "Are you sure? I've already taken you away from ranch business once this week."
"I'm sure."
*****
Around nine-fifteen, Cordero came inside and saw Rosa and Alexandra sitting on the couch. As their eyes met, he said, "I'll wash up and then be ready." He went to his room.
Alexandra exhaled. "He's worried about my trip."
Rosa took Ali's hand in hers. "I think he's worried because you are."
"You're probably right."
"Have you told your parents how you feel?"
"I told Mom. I'm guessing she told Dad. They share everything."
"That's true. Jorge and I do too."
A few minutes later, Cordero walked in. "Ready?"
"Yes." Alexandra walked over and picked up her suitcase.
Cordero grabbed it from her and teased, "You're wrong, if you think this cowboy's allowing you to carry this."
"You're right. I should've known better, but I'd hate to assume anything."
His eyebrows rose. She's really worried. He cupped her elbow and led her to the pickup.
The trip to the Lobo Municipal Airport was silent. After Cordero parked in the area designated for private flights, he took her hand. "I hope you know you can call day or night."
Tears welled in her eyes. "I know and thank you."
He removed his bandana and handed it to her. "I have a feeling you're going to need this." He stepped from the pickup, reached into his pocket, and handed her two more. "Here. It wouldn't be right to leave you without."
Alexandra accepted them. "Thank you, but you didn't need to."
He walked around and opened her door. "I wanted to."
After helping her from the pickup, he removed the suitcase and led her toward the waiting private jet.
As they got close, Alexandra turned and hugged him. Before she could say anything, he leaned closer and kissed her cheek. "Please be careful. Saturday, I'll be waiting for you."
When the pilot asked if she was ready, Alexandra turned. "Yes, Sir."
Cordero watched until her jet was out of sight.
*****
After Cordero parked at the ranch, Jim called from the barn, "You need to check the mare."
Cordero walked to the barn and examined her. "She's close. I need to talk with Mom. I'll be right back."
Once inside, he heard Tonia's voice. When he got into the kitchen, he saw his mom and Tonia were on Zoom and said, "Hello, Tonia. Ali's on her way."
"Cord, my question is why you aren't with her?"
"I wasn't invited."
"I tried to tell her. Ali can be stubborn sometimes."
He asked, "What are you talking about?"
"We talked about inviting you. She wanted to but didn't because she knows how much you hate cities. She didn't want you to feel obligated."
"Ali told Cord that she's afraid Alan Griffin will cause trouble. Did she share that with you?" interrupted Rosa.
"My daughter did not. I knew she was concerned about returning but not why."
Cordero added, "Now you know. I need to get outside. I have a mare close to delivering. Bye."
Tonia yelled, "Cord, wait. I'm inviting you. I know Ali wants you there. Please..."
"You and Mom make the arrangements," interrupted Cordero. "I'll be there."
*****
Rosa said, "Cord has three suits. Let me show you and you can decide which one would be appropriate."
"Don't get them," interrupted Tonia. "Send me Cord's measurements, and I'll make sure he has a tux."
"Only if you agree to send me the bill."
"Whatever. Hurry with the measurements."
With tape measure in hand, Rosa hurried to the barn. "Cord, I need you."
"Mom, it can wait."
"It can't. Tonia needs measurements to get you a proper tux. I need your waist, inseam, chest, arm length, and neck measurements."
Cordero glanced at Jim, who grinned, before he addressed his mom, "You're pushing your luck. Can't you see I'm working?"
"I see you standing around waiting for that mare to do all the work. Now, come here so we can get these to Tonia."
Jim teased, "Boss, you'd better do what your mama says."
He gave Jim a warning glance. "You know this is for Ali, right?"
"I figured. There's no way you'd do it on your own."
After measurements were taken, Rosa ran inside and called Tonia.
*****
Early afternoon, Tonia called again, "Sorry, I know Cord well enough to know he's already fed up with the tux situation, but I need two pictures of him standing, one from the front and one from the back, both without a shirt, and a measurement across his shoulder blades."
Rosa laughed. "I had to take the first round of measurements in front of Jim. You know Jim and know they've been best friends for years, but still." She hesitated. "Lucky for us Cord will do anything for your daughter."
"I'm counting on that. Send them as soon as possible."
*****
When Rosa walked into the barn, Cordero exhaled. "Now what?"
"I see you're still in a holding pattern with that mare." Rosa held up the tape measure and her cell phone. "I need an additional measurement and some photos."
"You've got to be kidding. What else is there to measure?" He glared at Jim. "Don't say a word."
With the measurement taken, Rosa said, "You need to remove your shirt. I need a picture front and back."
"Mom!"
Jim chuckled. "Maybe Ms. Tonia's putting together a Cowboy calendar."
Cordero growled. "I'd better be on Ali's good side for a very long time."
After snapping the first photo, Rosa said, "Ali knows nothing about this. If you understand her at all, you'd better not say anything."
"You're right. Making my feelings known about stuff like this is probably why she didn't invite me."
"Exactly," warned his mom.
*****
Cordero came in just as Jorge and Rosa sat for dinner. "That mare hasn't delivered." He paused. "What time am I supposed to leave tomorrow?"
Rosa thought. "It's about a four-hour flight. The party starts at seven o'clock. You'll need to get out of here by one-thirty; two at the latest. Brent will have the jet waiting."
Jorge offered, "If that mare hasn't delivered, I'll deliver the foal."
"Thanks, Dad. Hopefully there won't be any problems. So far things haven't gone smoothly."
"Only because you're waiting."
*****
In the barn, Cordero sat on a bale of hay, watched the mare, and studied his phone. Maybe I should call Ali and see how's she's doing. He shook his head. "Probably wouldn't be a good idea." He glanced up as Samson meandered in. I have an idea. He held up his phone. "Come here, buddy." He took Samson's picture and sent it to Ali with the text, Samson says good night and he misses you.
Ali replied, I miss him. Tell him good night and give him a hug from me. She added a photo of Lily. Lily says she'd like to meet Samson. He looks cuddly.
Cordero chuckled. Good night, Ali.
Good night.
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A reviewer wondered if in my previous post if I should've talked about an anniversary instead of a birthday. I became curious myself and did research and discovered both can be correct, but I prefer birthday and here's why:
Birthday (noun)
the anniversary of something's origin or foundation
'the seventy-fifth birthday of the Institute'.
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Spanish accents have been removed so I don't get weird characters in my posts.
Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge will use them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
| Author Notes |
I am tired of the hassle of Advanced Editor. I hope the font size is acceptable. If not, you can use control and a plus sign to increase the size.
Thank you google an image of a cowboy in a tux. While I posted, I edited some more. Every time I read, I found something to change, I doubt I can ever get my writing perfect. I hope this post doesn't have too many errors. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 35 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
In the barn, Cordero sat on a bale of hay, watched the mare, and studied his phone. Maybe I should call Ali and see how's she's doing. He shook his head. "Probably wouldn't be a good idea." He glanced up as Samson meandered in. I have an idea. He held up his phone. "Come here, buddy." He took Samson's picture and sent it to Ali with the text, Samson says good night and he misses you.
Ali replied, I miss him. Tell him good night and give him a hug from me. She added a photo of Lily. Lily says she'd like to meet Samson. He looks cuddly.
Cordero chuckled. Good night, Ali.
Good night.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 18 A
Cordero rushed inside at twelve-forty-five Friday afternoon and noticed his mom's warning glare. "I know I'm cutting it close. The foal just made it into this world. Dad's taking care of things. I packed last night. I'll shower and then be ready. Will you take me to the airport? I don't want my pickup left unattended."
"Sure. Let me know when you're ready."
It was after one-thirty when Cordero carried his suitcase into the kitchen. "Has anybody considered maybe Ali doesn't want me there?"
"You know that's not true. I'm positive your hatred of cities is the reason you weren't invited."
"If you're wrong, it's going to be a long night and possibly permanently damage my relationship with Ali."
Rosa kissed her son's cheek. "I'm right about this. We'd better get going." She handed him a piece of paper. "Here's Tonia's phone number. Add it to your phone. Before you land, call, and she'll fill you in on the plan."
*****
When Cordero landed at six-forty, the promised car waited to take him to the Rockefeller Center. The driver opened the door. "I'm Anthony. I'll be your driver. Is there any place you'd like to stop?"
"Cordero Ortiz. It's a pleasure to meet you." He glanced back at the jet. I'd like to head back to Texas, but that's not an option. He climbed inside. "No, but thank you. Is Tonia aware I've landed?"
"Yes, Sir. I called as soon as you did. She'll be waiting at the door to escort you inside."
Cordero stared out the window and watched traffic. "Anthony, is there any time of day when there's not so much traffic?"
"No, Sir. New York's noted as "The City that Never Sleeps', and I believe it's true."
"I'm sure you're right."
"The Rockefeller Center is up ahead about three blocks. It may take a while. Traffic's at a standstill."
At Rockefeller Center Anthony pulled into an open area and walked around to open the door. "Mrs. Black's by the front door. Leave your suitcase. You can get it when I pick you and Ms. Black up."
"Thank you."
Tonia ran up to Cordero and hugged him. "I'm glad you're here. I have your tux inside. I did my best to keep it Western."
He kissed her cheek. "Thank you. Will a Western tux fit in?"
"George, Brent, Ali, and I are the hosts. I guarantee it's perfect. We set up the dress code. Let's get you inside and dressed." She handed him the hanger with the tux but took the tie. "After you're dressed, I'll help with this." As he headed toward a room, she called, "Wait, I forgot something." She handed him a box. "Dress boots," she teased. "I couldn't see you in anything but boots."
"Thank you."
*****
Cordero returned, and Tonia smiled. "You're very handsome. I hope you're at least a little comfortable." She assisted with the tie.
"I am but worried. What if Ali really didn't want me here?"
She finished with the tie. "We'll find out. The elevator's over here."
It wasn't long before they walked into the Rainbow Room.
Tonia pointed. "There's Ali."
Cordero exhaled. "She's scared. Who's that guy she's attempting to get away from?"
"Alan Griffin..."
"Her ex-fiance," interrupted Cordero. "I thought he wasn't invited."
"I need to get Brent. He'll be removed. First, I want to make sure Ali sees you. Come with me."
Cordero followed. As they got closer to Alexandra, her eyes lit her entire face.
Tonia faced Cordero. "Does that smile tell you how she feels?"
"It does." Cordero took Tonia's hand and squeezed it. "Thank you."
Alexandra hurried to him and hugged him. "Thank you for coming. But why? How?"
Cordero glanced to his side, but Tonia had left. "Our moms."
"I'm not surprised."
Alan walked up. "Alexandra, who's this?" His voice got louder. "Why is my fiancee hugging this man?"
She squeezed Cordero's hand as she answered, "I'm not your fiancee. I broke up with you almost two months ago. You need to leave."
Alan grabbed her arm and said through clenched teeth, "We're still engaged. I won't have you behaving this way."
Cordero slipped his arm around Alexandra's waist. "The lady said leave. We don't want a scene."
Alan stood firm. "I don't know who you are, but you don't belong here. You're out of your league."
Before Cordero could answer, Joseph Aaronson walked up. "Alexandra, I haven't seen you for a few months. How have you been?"
She faced Joseph. "Mr. Aaronson, I'm glad you and your wife could make it. Cordero, I'd like to introduce Joseph and Ruth Aaronson. They've been with our firm since the beginning. They were one of Grandpa's first clients." She kissed Ruth's cheek and held her hand. "It's so nice seeing you." As they shook hands with Cordero, she continued with introductions. "And this is Cordero Ortiz, my date."
Joseph grinned. "We've known Alexandra since she was an infant. We watched her grow up." He reached into his pocket and removed a velvet case. "When Mica," he faced Cordero, "our eldest son, bought this Tanzanite, I immediately thought of Alexandra's expressive blue eyes and had him custom make this." He opened it and revealed a necklace.
Alexandra's hands flew to her mouth. "I can't accept this. It's too much"
Alan grabbed for it. "Yes, you can. It's beautiful. Thank you."
Cordero intercepted it. "Ali, may I?"
She turned her back to him and held up her hair. "Please do."
Alan glared at Cordero. "I should be the one putting that necklace around my fiancee's neck."
Alexandra ignored Alan and hugged Joseph. "I can't thank you enough."
Joseph grinned. "I knew it would match your eyes. Ruth thought you'd wear a dress that highlighted those eyes. She was right."
"Excuse us for a minute." Alan took Alexandra's arm and forced her to the side. "We need to talk privately."
Alexandra attempted to pull away, but his hold was too tight. She whispered, "You're making a scene. Leave!"
"I don't know what's got into you, but you need an attitude adjustment."
Brent walked up behind Alan. "Mr. Griffin, you weren't invited. I'll escort you to the door."
"But you're going to allow a cowboy to stay? He's a commoner. He's making a play for my fiancee."
"Mr. Ortiz is my family's honored guest."
Cordero stepped up. "Brent, you want me to take care of this?"
Brent nodded toward Alexandra. "Ali looks upset. I think your presence is needed."
Cordero watched Alexandra walk to the Aaronson's.
As she fought back tears, she said, "I'm so sorry you had to witness that."
Ruth hugged her. "Dear, don't worry about it."
Joseph took her hand. "I need to share some business problems he's caused, but not here. This is a party. I'll contact you next week." His eyes met hers. "Don't look so worried. It's just informational. We're good." He kissed her cheek and then nodded toward Cordero. "Young man, you need to dance with your date."
Cordero held out his hand for Alexandra to take as he addressed Joseph. "I agree, Sir."
Accepting his hand, she leaned into his chest. "Cord?" When his eyes met hers, she continued, "Thank you. I'm about ready to lose it. I need to draw on your strength."
"I'm here." He drew her closer. "Just hold me as long as you need to."
A few dances later, Brent tapped on Cordero's shoulder. "Do you mind if I dance with my daughter? I need to apologize."
Cordero stepped back.
"Sweetheart, your mom told me Griffin was here, but I was caught up with a client and there wasn't any way to gracefully leave. Next time, you're coming before a client. I didn't understand how much of a problem he was."
She kissed her dad's cheek. "How could you? I kept it from you."
After a few dances, Brent stepped back. "Go dry your tears. I need to apologize to Cord."
"Thank you, Daddy."
*****
When Alexandra returned, Cordero grinned. "I never had a chance to tell you how amazing you look." He took her hand. "I agree with Joseph, that necklace matches your eyes."
Her eyes twinkled. "You look pretty sharp yourself, Cowboy." She hesitated before she continued, "I need to ask, once you said, I was pretty in my city clothes, but you thought I'm prettiest in my cowgirl clothes. Which is it?"
He took her in his arms, "Let's dance," and twirled her around. "I plead the fifth. I doubt there's a right answer."
"You could be right."
Moments later a bell sounded. Cordero's eyes widened.
Alexandra took his hand. "Dinner's being served. This way."
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee because Evil Eddie would put all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
| Author Notes |
I am tired of the hassle of Advanced Editor. I hope the font size is acceptable. If not, you can use control and a plus sign to increase the size.
Thank you google an image of maybe the necklace Joseph gave Alexandra. Every time I read; I change something. I doubt I can ever get my writing perfect. I hope this post doesn't have too many errors. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 35 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
When Alexandra returned, Cordero grinned. "I never had a chance to tell you how amazing you look." He took her hand. "I agree with Joseph, that necklace matches your eyes."
Her eyes twinkled. "You look pretty sharp yourself, Cowboy." She hesitated before she continued, "I need to ask, once you said, I was pretty in my city clothes, but you thought I'm prettiest in my cowgirl clothes. Which is it?"
He took her in his arms, "Let's dance," and twirled her around. "I plead the fifth. I doubt there's a right answer."
"You could be right."
Moments later a bell sounded. Cordero's eyes widened.
Alexandra took his hand. "Dinner's being served. This way."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 18 B
After dinner and the birthday cake were eaten, Alexandra hugged Cordero's arm. "Come with me. I want to show you something."
His eyebrows rose. "Do I have a choice?"
"You could say no, but then you'd miss out."
Cordero grinned. "Wouldn't want to do that. Where we going?"
"It's a secret." She led him to an elevator.
After they rode up and the door opened, they stepped onto the Rockefeller Center's three hundred sixty degrees observatory deck. Alexandra led Cordero to the edge. "We're seventy stories up. You can see The City's lights at night."
"It's amazing. That's for sure."
"But there are so many lights you can't see the stars." Alexandra pointed. "Over there's the Empire State Building." After a few moments, she again pointed. "That's the Brooklyn Bridge." Lastly, she made note of the Statue of Liberty and New York Harbor.
"I hate to admit it, but I'm impressed. There's nothing like this in Lobo." Cordero hesitated. "Since we're alone, I'd like to clear up something." His eyes met Alexandra's. "Why didn't you invite me to this shindig?"
"I wanted to, but I understand how much you hated Houston. I can imagine your thoughts on New York City. Two million people verses eight million. I didn't want you to feel pressured to attend."
He brushed her cheek with his lips. "I'm here because I want to be." She started to say something, but he stopped her. "Please let me finish. You're right I don't like cities, but you needed to attend and were worried about," he paused and searched for the proper word, but settled on, "that 'jerk'. You had every right to be concerned. Next time when something comes up, please let me make the choice if I'll attend. If your well-being's in question, I'll always say yes. Will you do that for me?"
Alexandra hugged him. "Yes." She glanced at her ringing phone. "Sorry." After she answered, she said, "Mom, we'll be right there."
He sighed. "We need to return?" When she nodded, he cupped her elbow and led her to the elevator. "Thank you for bringing me up here."
*****
At the Rainbow Room, Mr. and Mrs. Aaronson walked up to them, and Joseph said, "It's getting late, and we need to leave. I wanted to say goodbye."
Alexandra fingered her necklace. "Thank you for this gorgeous necklace."
"It's my pleasure." He hesitated. "May I contact you Tuesday?"
"Tuesday isn't a good day. I'll be in court. How about Wednesday? I'm free all day. Whatever time is best for you will be good."
"Monday I'll check my schedule and text you with the time."
"Sounds good."
After helping with their coats, Alexandra and Cordero walked them to their waiting car.
Cordero and Alexandra continued dancing. As guests left, they stopped, said goodnight, and thanked them for attending.
Close to eleven, George, Brent, and Tonia walked up to them. George said, "You young'uns can stay and dance all night, but I'm saying goodnight." He shook Cordero's hand and kissed Alexandra's cheek.
Brent nodded. "I'm in agreement. Tonia, ready?"
Cordero glanced around. "Do we need to cleanup?"
Tonia smiled. "Nope, we have people who'll do that. You two about ready?"
Grinning, Cordero said, "I'm beat. I was up all night with a mare whose foal wasn't sure he wanted to come into this world."
Alexandra touched his arm. "I'm sorry. You didn't need to..."
"We're not going over that again," interrupted Cordero. "I'm where I want to be, remember?" After she exhaled, he added, "Good."
Brent called their car service and then reported, "It seems Griffin's still hanging around. Ali, I don't think you'd better go to your apartment alone."
Tonia took her daughter's hand. "You're spending the night with us."
"I have a doorman. I want to stay in my apartment. Lily's there."
Cordero shook his head. "I know this doesn't sound or look proper, but I'll stay with Ali. I promise she'll be safe." His eyes met hers. "If it's okay with you? I'm guessing you have a spare room or at least a couch."
Alexandra swallowed. "I have both." She glanced at her parents. "We've been staying in the same house for over a month." She studied Cordero. "I know you won't let anything happen. It'll be fine. Are you...?"
Cordero slightly opened his tux jacket and nodded.
George patted Cordero's shoulder. "That'll get you in trouble here." He chuckled. "But in Texas it's status quo. That would be an interesting trial. Griffin doesn't know who he's dealing with, does he?"
With a grin and sparkle in his eyes Cordero said, "Not when it comes to protecting Ali."
Brent kissed Alexandra's cheek. "Our car's here. I'll see you in the morning."
As George, Brent, and Tonia drove away. Alexandra said, "I forgot my stole. I'll be right back." She went inside.
Anthony walked up. "Mr. Ortiz, you probably already know, but we'll be waiting a while."
Leaning against the car, Cordero said, "I've waited for her on a few occasions." He hesitated, before he asked, "How long have you been Ali's driver?"
"I started when she was in high school but didn't drive her often. While in college and during summer vacations she interned for the firm, so I was her driver. I became her permanent driver once she graduated."
"What do you do while she's in Texas?"
"There's enough people coming and going with the firm I'm always busy."
Cordero's eyes met Anthony's. "I know I shouldn't ask. There's probably a confidentiality issue, but I need to. I care about Ali. How well do you know Alan Griffin?"
"I've driven them a few times."
He rubbed his chin. "Ever been worried about how he treated her?"
"I've never seen anything, but on several occasions, I've felt he didn't treat her well." Anthony nodded and moved to open the limousine's door. "Ms. Black, are you ready?"
"Yes, thank you, Anthony."
After Cordero was seated, Anthony asked, "Are you going straight home?"
After she answered, Cordero said, "It's not too late to change your mind. I'm sure Anthony wouldn't mind taking me to your parents' or a hotel. Are you positive you're comfortable with me staying in your apartment?"
"I am." Alexandra stared out the window, and then faced Cordero. "You've never given me any reason not to trust you."
The remainder of the trip was silent. As Anthony parked, Alexandra's eyes met Cordero's. "Do you really think Alan will try something? Why won't he believe it's over?"
"To be honest, I think he wants something more from your relationship than you. I'm not sure what that is or was."
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee because Evil Eddie would put all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
| Author Notes |
If you have a problem with font size, you can use control and a plus sign to increase the size.
Thank you google an image of the NYC night skyline from the Rockefeller center. I'm visiting my youngest son, Steven, and using a laptop. I struggle with the laptop. I prefer my PC, so there are probably many errors. Thank you for the review and encouragement. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 35 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
The remainder of the trip was silent. As Anthony parked, Alexandra's eyes met Cordero's. "Do you really think Alan will try something? Why won't he believe it's over?"
"To be honest, I think he wants something more from your relationship than you. I'm not sure what that is or was."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 18 C
Inside Alexandra's apartment, Cordero glanced around. "This is very nice." He grinned. "Of course, I expected it to be."
Alexandra stood at the spare bedroom's door. "I think it has everything you'll need. There's a private bath with towels. If you need more, there are some in the closet."
Cordero set his bag inside, removed his jacket, tie, and holster before he placed them on a chair. "I'm sure I'll be fine."
Pointing toward the kitchen, she said, "The kitchen, but since I haven't been here for a while it's pretty bare. Please help yourself to whatever you find."
"Don't worry."
Both heads turned when the door handle rattled. A knock sounded, before a voice said, "Alexandra, I know you're in there. Open the door. We need to settle this."
Her hand covered her mouth and tears welled in her eyes. "It's him."
Untucking his shirt, Cordero retrieved his gun from the spare bedroom and slipped it into his waist band. He motioned for Alexandra to go toward the bedroom. After she was inside and the door shut, he opened the front door. "Why you here?"
Alan glared at Cordero. "The more important question is why you're in my fiancee's apartment? You're not welcome. Get out! Alexandra and I need to speak privately. Where is she?"
"I'm not going anywhere. Ali's made it clear she doesn't want to speak with you."
"We had a misunderstanding and haven't had the opportunity to talk. Once we do, she'll realize she misunderstood what she thinks she saw, and everything will be back to normal."
Alexandra opened the bedroom door. "After we talk, if you promise to stay out of my life, you can say what you want." Alan stepped toward her. "Don't come any closer. Say it from there."
Cordero grabbed his arm and forced him back to the door. "You can speak from here."
Alan stared at her. "Why you dressed like that?"
Alexandra glanced at her sweats and T-shirt. "This is the real me."
"We'll settle that later. What you think you saw wasn't what you actually saw?"
"You naked on top of a naked woman wasn't having sex?"
"We were having sex, but where you're confused is we weren't making love. So, it's okay. After we're married, we'll make love. It's different from having sex. Sex doesn't mean anything. It's an act. Men need a release. You weren't going to do it with me, so I found somebody who would. There's nothing wrong with it."
She closed her eyes and shook her head. "You're perverted." She released a deep breath. "You're not blaming me because you can't control yourself. You're nothing more than a dog. Nothing changes. Leave!"
Cordero opened the door. "The lady said get out!"
Alan glared at Cordero. "You can't tell me what to do. You're nobody."
Grabbing his arm, Cordero said, "I'm the nobody who's kicking you out." He shoved Alan out the door hard enough so he fell, slammed, and locked it.
Alan yelled, "You'll regret this!"
Alexandra rushed to Cordero. "He threatened you."
Cordero's eyes met Alexandra's. "I'm not worried." He hesitated. "Are you okay?"
She plopped on the couch. "I know I was raised with old fashioned values, but that made no sense."
Sitting beside her Cordero remained quiet.
After she grabbed a pillow, she hugged it. "Have you..." She hesitated.
"I don't want to have this conversation, but I know it's coming." Cordero exhaled. "Go ahead."
"No. It'd be uncomfortable for us both." Lily jumped on Alexandra's lap. "Cord, I'd like you to meet Lily."
He petted the cat. "You're a pretty little lady. That's for sure."
"I think she'd get along perfectly with Samson, don't you?"
He chuckled. "It depends how she feels about being slobbered on."
Tilting her head, Alexandra smiled. "I think the cuddling would outweigh the slobbering. She really likes snuggling against warm things."
"Samson's very good at that. It's one of his best qualities."
Cordero watched Alexandra stand, walk around the room, and then stare out a window. "Sit. It's going to bother you until you've talked it through." After she sat, he continued, "It's not your fault he had sex with another woman. Yes, there's a difference between making love and having sex." He grinned. "Yes, you look beautiful and comfortable." Pausing he asked, "Did I forget anything?"
Alexandra shook her head. "Having sex and making love is the same act, right?"
"The goal of sex is to have an orgasm. Making love is the emotional connection with another person, while engaging with them physically. With making love you're more concerned about your partner's pleasure, than your own."
Closing her eyes, she swallowed. "Have you made love?"
He took her hand and caressed it. "I have not. I hope to someday." He paused. "When I was in a relationship, I only had sex with that person, not multiple partners."
"Thank you." Alexandra held Lilly at eye level. "Is there something wrong with me?" Tears welled in her eyes. "I'm probably the only twenty-eight-year-old in the world who hasn't had sex."
Attempting to hide his grin, Cordero said, "There's nothing wrong with you. I'm sure Tonia and you had a talk; probably back in high school and again when you entered college."
She set Lilly aside. "We did, actually many discussions. Dad and I made a purity pledge while I was in high school. I promised to remain sexually abstinent until marriage. Dad vowed to protect my purity of mind, body, and soul." She fingered her pearl ring, took it off, and handed it to Cordero. "The inscription says, 'true love waits.' Dad gave it to me as a reminder."
"It's beautiful. Did Joseph make it?"
She smiled. "He did."
"I'm positive true love does wait for you. I'm also sure that man will be honored you waited for him. Any man worthy of you wouldn't allow you to break that vow. He'd assist your dad in protecting you." He took her hand and placed the ring on her finger.
Alexandra leaned over and hugged him. "I know you didn't want this conversation but thank you."
"It was easier than I expected." He yawned.
"I'm sorry. I've been a horrible host. I know you were up late last night."
Cordero glanced toward the spare bedroom. "Is it all right if I sleep on the couch?"
"Sure. But the bed would be more comfortable."
"I want to be close to the front door, just in case."
"You worried he might return?"
"I wouldn't put anything past him."
Alexandra nodded. "Thank you. I'll get blankets and pillows."
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee because Evil Eddie would put all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
~~~~~~
~~~~
Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
| Author Notes |
If you have a problem with font size, I'm sorry. You can use control and a plus sign to increase the size.
Thank you google an image of a ring maybe like the promise ring Brent gave Ali. Friday as I edited this post, I made quite a few changes and then yesterday I did too. I also made changes as I posted. I hope I didn't make it worse. Thank you for your kind reviews and support you give me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 36 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
Cordero glanced toward the spare bedroom. "Is it all right if I sleep on the couch?"
"Sure. But the bed would be more comfortable."
"I want to be close to the front door, just in case."
"You worried he might return?"
"I wouldn't put anything past him."
Alexandra nodded. "Thank you. I'll get blankets and pillows."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 19 A
As predawn lit the Saturday morning sky, Cordero grumbled, "Who's at the door? It's too early for visitors." He grabbed his gun and checked the door viewer before he opened it. "Brent, come in. What brings you here so early?"
Brent scanned the area. "Ali's not up yet?"
Cordero studied her closed door. "Not that I know of. I haven't heard any movement."
Glancing at the couch, Brent said, "You slept here? There's a perfectly good spare room."
After shutting the apartment door, Cordero set his gun on an end table. "We had a visitor last night. I wanted to be ready in case he returned."
"I'm glad you stayed. I'm sure it upset Ali. He left peacefully?" When Cordero grinned, Brent continued, "I won't ask. He's alive, right?" When Cordero nodded, Brent said, "I have a sunrise tee-time. Would you like to join George and me for a round of golf?"
Grinning Cordero said, "Thank you but I can honestly say I've never played golf in my life. I think I'll pass." He glanced toward the kitchen. "I need coffee. Would you like some?"
"No, I'd better get to the golf course. In case Ali didn't mention it, she keeps the coffee in the refrigerator. I have no clue why."
"Thanks. That's the last place I'd have looked," he said filling the coffee pot with water. Cordero's eyes met Brent's. "I have a feeling the real reason you're here is to make sure I didn't take advantage of your daughter."
Brent's eyes widened. "You get right to the point, don't you?"
"There's no confusion that way."
"I admire your directness."
After measuring the coffee, Cordero faced Brent. "I admit I have strong feelings for her. Because of those feelings and my respect for not only Ali, but Tonia and my mom, I'd never do anything to damage those relationships."
"Watching you two together last night, I'd bet my daughter has strong feelings for you."
"I can only hope. That being said, I understand she'll always be your little princess."
"Thank you."
Cordero glanced at the coffee pot and grabbed a cup. "It's close. Sure you don't want a cup?"
Studying the door, Brent said, "I guess I'd better get to the golf course." He exhaled before he turned toward Cordero. "While Ali was in high school, I made her a promise."
"To protect her purity of mind, body, and soul." Cordero poured coffee into his cup and took a sip. "I promise to assist you with that."
"I'm surprised she discussed her pledge with you."
"I told her any man worthy of her would honor that pledge."
"And you're hoping to be that man."
"It's my goal, but Ali's still healing from her previous relationship." Cordero chuckled. "One could say I'm in a holding pattern."
Brent held out his hand. "In case you're wondering, you have Tonia and my blessing. We'll need to wait for Ali's verdict."
Cordero accepted Brent's hand. "Thank you. I have a feeling we may be waiting a while."
"You could be right." Brent went to the door. "I need to get to the course. Remind Ali brunch is at ten o'clock at our house."
"I'm sure we'll be there."
*****
Over an hour later, Alexandra walked into the living room. "Is that coffee I smell?"
Cordero grinned. "Yes, but it's probably only warm. I'm sure you'll want a fresh pot."
"Warm? How early did you get up?"
"I had an early visitor." When her eyebrows rose, he answered, "Your dad. He asked if I wanted to play golf."
"Do you play?"
"I do not." He exhaled. "I think he used it as an excuse to see if we shared the same bed."
"No! I'm sorry." Alexandra lifted her phone.
Taking the phone from her hand, he said, "Don't do anything. We discussed it and came to an understanding."
"But I'm twenty-eight. I'm a full-grown woman."
"That you are and a very beautiful woman, but to your dad you're still his little girl and always will be. From his viewpoint, it's his job to protect you. That I understand."
"Because you feel the need to protect me."
Cordero brushed his finger along her cheek. "I do."
She hugged him. "Thank you."
*****
As Alexandra finished packing, Cordero walked to her. "I have a funny feeling about the necklace Mr. Aaronson gave you. I didn't like the way Griffin stared at it. Do you have a safe?"
"Not really."
"Do your parents?"
"A wall safe. Why?"
"I think unless you're planning on bringing it with you, you'd better put it in your parents' safe. Do you have any other expensive jewelry?"
"Some." Alexandra hesitated. "Do you believe he'd break into my apartment?"
"Nothing would surprise me when it comes to him. I think he feels entitled. I'm not telling you what to do. I'm making a suggestion."
Alexandra went into her bedroom but said over her shoulder. "I like your suggestion." When she returned, she carried a three-drawer hardwood armoire chest.
Cordero shook his head. "Did you bring the key?"
She held it up. "Of course. Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I expected a small jewelry box. Not one the size of Fort Knox."
"I think that's a huge exaggeration."
"Maybe slightly," teased Cordero. He glanced around the room. "We almost ready?"
"I think so." She picked up Lily. "I need to put her in her carrier."
*****
A few minutes after nine-thirty, Anthony finished loading their luggage. "Ms. Black, I need to check your itinerary. You're on your way to your parents', right?"
"Yes, and then we'll be going to the airport, maybe around one." She glanced at Cordero. "Is that all right? That'll get us home around five o'clock."
"Sounds good. I'll let Mom know when we leave your parents'."
Anthony held her door. "Sounds good." After Alexandra was seated, he closed the door and walked behind the car with Cordero. "On your left, we're being watched."
Nodding Cordero said, "I noticed, but thank you for having Ali's back."
"Always. I've grown fond of her through the years."
"I'm sure you've come to her aid on more than one occasion."
"The stories I could tell."
Cordero chuckled. "I'm sure."
*****
As they stood outside the Black family residence, Cordero's eyes widened. "Wow! You grew up here?"
"I did. When Grandma died five years ago, Grandpa moved in." She took his hand. "Let's get inside. You'll see it's just a normal house."
"When did you move to your apartment?"
"Almost a year ago." She exhaled. "Alan thought I was too old to live with my parents."
So he had more control of your life. Cordero opened the door for her, "I smell food," and set down the jewelry box on an entryway table.
"I should've fed you."
"The coffee held off starvation," he teased.
Alexandra shook her head. "Really?" She called, "Mom, Dad, Grandpa, we're here."
Tonia entered and hugged her daughter. "I'm glad you made it." She then hugged Cordero. "I hope you slept well."
Before he could answer Brent walked in, and Alexandra asked, "Dad, how was your sunrise golf game?"
With eyebrows raised, Tonia said, "Dear, what did you do?"
He winked at Cordero. "Nothing. I just invited Cord to play golf."
Alexandra's hands were on her hips. "Only Cord doesn't play golf."
Brent hugged Alexandra. "I'm sure Lily wants out of her cage." He unhooked the door and let the cat out. "Now you can run and play."
"Dad, don't think I didn't notice the subject change." She sighed and pointed to the jewelry box. "Can I put this in your safe? I probably shouldn't keep expensive jewelry lying around."
George nodded. "It's a good idea. I'll take care of it."
"Brent, we'll talk later about your golf game." Tonia pointed toward the kitchen. Brunch is almost ready. Let's head toward the dining room."
"I'll help." Alexandra followed her mom to the kitchen.
*****
As brunch ended, Tonia said, "Cord, it's a shame you're leaving today. You haven't had a chance to see any of the sights. Why don't you consider staying an extra day? Ali can show you around."
Shaking her head, Alexandra said, "Mom, you know Cord isn't fond of cities. He was a good sport putting up with last night's hype."
Tonia avoided her daughter's eyes. "Cord, what do you think? Would you like to see some sights and leave tomorrow?"
"Mom! Don't put him on the spot. Cord, I'm sorry."
He put his hand over Alexandra's. "It's okay. Tonia, what do you have in mind?"
"George and Brent have access to all sorts of things. Maybe this afternoon you can see the usual sights, The Statue of Liberty, The Empire State Building, then tonight a nice dinner, maybe a play, ballet, opera, or concert?"
He glanced at Ali. "I'd agree to everything except a ballet and opera. What do you suggest? I'll let you choose."
Alexandra stood. "Excuse me." She left the dining room.
George took a drink of orange juice. "I think my granddaughter's upset. She thinks you railroaded this young man, and she's correct."
Tonia stood. "She's upset. I'd better talk with her. I was thinking of you two having fun together and overstepped. I knew better."
Folding his napkin, Cordero stood. "Tonia, please sit. I'll talk with her. I don't know your house. Where do you think she went?"
Brent offered, "Probably the patio off the living room. It's one of her favorite places."
Cordero headed in that direction. "Makes sense, at our house she goes out the glass sliding door by the dining room."
Tonia smiled. "I've done that on a few occasions."
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee because Evil Eddie would put all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
| Author Notes |
If you have a problem with font size, I'm very sorry. You can use control and a plus sign to increase the size.
Thank you google an image of a sunrise golf course. As I always do, I made changes as I posted. I hope I didn't make it worse. This post is a little longer, a little over 1600 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and support you give me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 36 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
"George and Brent have access to all sorts of things. Maybe this afternoon you can see the usual sights, The Statue of Liberty, The Empire State Building, then tonight a nice dinner, maybe a play, ballet, opera, or concert?"
He glanced at Ali. "I'd agree to everything except a ballet and opera. What do you suggest? I'll let you choose."
Alexandra stood. "Excuse me." She left the dining room.
George took a drink of orange juice. "I think my granddaughter's upset. She thinks you railroaded this young man, and she's correct."
Tonia stood. "She's upset. I'd better talk with her. I was thinking of you two having fun together and overstepped. I knew better."
Folding his napkin, Cordero stood. "Tonia, please sit. I'll talk with her. I don't know your house. Where do you think she went?"
Brent offered, "Probably the patio off the living room. It's one of her favorite places."
Cordero headed in that direction. "Makes sense, at our house she goes out the glass sliding door by the dining room."
Tonia smiled. "I've done that on a few occasions."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 19 B
When Cordero opened the glass door, Alexandra faced him. "I'm sorry."
"Don't worry about it," interrupted Cordero. "I expected it would happen."
"I don't understand what's going on with my parents. You've been so sweet about all of this."
Cordero took her hand and gave it a soft kiss. "What type of sightseeing do you suggest?"
She shook her head. "No."
"Since I'm here we might as well enjoy the city."
"You don't like cities."
"I'm sure if I get to spend the day with you it won't be so bad."
"Really?" After Cordero grinned, Alexandra continued, "Well, I'd say the Empire State Building and then take the ferry to Liberty Island and see The Statue of Liberty. Each of them will take a few hours. Maybe then dinner and..." She tilted her head and removed her phone. "How about an escape room?"
"I've heard about them but never been to one."
"It'd be a first for me too. We can see how well we work together," teased Alexandra.
"We'll do great."
Searching her phone, she said, "I don't want anything haunted."
He chuckled. "Of course not."
She ignored his comment. "What about the difficulty level on a scale of one-to-five?"
"Since it's our first time, I'd say two or three."
"I agree." She continued searching. "How about? 'You tried to steal the treasure of an infamous pirate captain and have been thrown into the hold of his ship. Now you must free yourselves, steal the hidden treasure, and escape.' It's a level three, but only has a 30% success rate. Think it'll be too hard?"
Cordero read over her shoulder, "Here's another possibility. 'A crime that had no clues is coming into the limelight. Can you solve the mystery within sixty minutes? Find all the clues, jot down everything, and arrest the criminal?' It's rated three and has a 50% success rate.' We have two choices."
Alexandra studied her phone. "Either one sounds like fun. How do we decide?"
Holding up a quarter, Cordero said, "We flip, heads the pirate one, tails the detective."
He chuckled. "It's tails. We'll be detectives."
"That's settled."
He put his arm around her and squeezed. "Is our day planned?"
"I think so. I doubt we'll have time for Central Park." She thought for a moment. "We can do a breakfast picnic there before we go to the airport. What do you think?"
"Sounds perfect."
*****
They held hands as they walked to the dining room. Tonia stood. "How much trouble am I in?"
Alexandra hugged her mom. "None. We're sightseeing. We'll have a busy day."
Cordero asked, "Tonia, how much did Mom have to do with this?" When Tonia avoided eye contact, he said, "Thought so." He faced Alexandra. "Our moms are ganging up on us. I'll talk with her when I get home."
She exhaled. "So it's not just mine?" Glancing at Cordero, she said, "After I help Mom with the dishes, we'll head to the Empire State building."
*****
As Cordero and Alexandra got ready to leave, Alexandra asked, "Can I leave Lily? It'll be easier in the morning."
"Of course." Tonia gave her daughter an extra hug. "I'm going to miss you."
"I'll miss you too. We'll talk every day."
"True."
Brent gave his daughter a kiss on the cheek. "Love you, Pumpkin."
Returning the cheek kiss, Alexandra said, "Love you too, Daddy." Then she stood beside George and hugged him. "Grandpa..."
"I understand. Hurry back."
"I will."
Cordero watched and then said his goodbyes.
*****
Outside, Anthony held the limousine door for Alexandra. "Have the plans changed?"
She smiled. "Everything changed. We're going to the Empire State Building first. Then..."
"Stop." Anthony grinned. "Fill me in as we go. You might change your mind again."
Chuckling Cordero said, "You're probably right."
Anthony pulled into a drop-off area and opened Alexandra's door. "Call when you're ready." He hesitated. "Is it all right if I deliver your luggage to your apartment?"
Alexandra nodded. "Of course."
She handed Anthony her key and then Cordero took her hand and sighed. "Look at that line."
"Don't worry. I know how to avoid it." Alexandra's eyes met his, and then she turned. "Anthony, wait!" When he came up to her, she said, "Cord has something you need to keep safe."
Nodding Cordero said, "Of course, security." He followed Anthony to the car and privately handed over his gun and holster. "Thanks."
As they walked closer, Cordero studied the line. "I don't see any way around this."
Alexandra took his hand. "Come on." Walking up to a security guard, she opened her purse and removed a pass.
He nodded. "Ms. Black, welcome. This way please."
Inside the private elevator, Cordero said, "Money talks in this city, doesn't it?"
"Grandpa and Dad remain in good standing with the city." Alexandra watched the elevator speed up to the one hundred-second floor. "We'll go to the top. Most people don't pay to go past the eighty-sixth floor."
After stepping from the elevator, Alexandra took a deep breath. "Good, it's a clear day. One can see almost eighty miles. I'll point out the main sights."
She pointed and they discussed facts about, The Chrysler Building, Rockefeller Center, One World Trade Center, Central Park, Times Square, and The Statue of Liberty. She mentioned the five states that could be seen: New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Connecticut, Massachusetts, and Delaware.
As they finished, Alexandra called Anthony and told him they were ready for the next destination, the ferry for Liberty Island.
*****
As Anthony parked, Alexandra asked, "Do you want to see Ellis Island?"
From the limousine window, Cordero surveyed the crowd. "I think Liberty Island will be enough for this trip." He motioned toward a sign. "It says they've been booked for three months." After she smiled, he said, "You have connections, right?"
Anthony opened Alexandra's door and grinned. "Are you going to the crown?"
She tilted her head. "It depends on this cowboy."
Eyeing Anthony, Cordero asked, "Is it worth the trip?"
"Once, yes, more than once, no."
Cordero patted her hand. "Okay, let's do this."
Smiling Alexandra asked, "Before we go, can you climb three hundred-fifteen steps?"
His eyebrows rose. "Can you?"
"You bet, and so can both our moms."
"It'll be a breeze."
"Okay cowboy, we'll see how fit you really are."
*****
Almost two hours later, Anthony grinned as they came up to the limousine. "Mr. Ortiz, how were the stairs?"
"I'll admit coming down was easier, but they weren't a problem." He waited until Alexandra was inside, before he said, "Anthony, it's close to dinnertime. We have seven o'clock reservations for an escape room." He glanced at his watch. "I doubt we have time to go back and change for a nice restaurant. Any ideas?"
Before Cordero was seated, Anthony said, "Give me a few minutes to think about it." After he maneuvered through traffic, he glanced in the rear-view mirror at Cordero and winked. "I got this."
Alexandra's eyebrows rose. "What are you two planning?"
Cordero took her hand. "Just relax. You'll like it."
It wasn't long before Anthony pulled the limousine in front of Sant Ambroeus. He glanced at Cordero. "Is it okay? As you can see, they have outside seating."
"Looks good. Thank you." Cordero asked, "Ali, ready for dinner?"
"You worked this out together, right?"
Anthony opened her door. "I plead the fifth, Ma'am."
Cordero grinned. "If you approve, let's get seated. I didn't think we'd have time to change. So, I asked about dinner options."
"I haven't been here in years. It used to be really good. I bet it still is."
Touching her elbow, Cordero guided her to the door. "Could we please have an outside table for two?"
After they were seated, they waited for a server, and Alexandra covered Cordero's hand with hers. "Thank you for being such a good sport today."
"I got to spend the day with an amazing woman and enjoyed listening while you told me what was special about each place. I've seen pictures and knew the historical significate of each, but you gave me a new understanding."
The server came and took drink orders, and then Cordero said, "We'll need a few more minutes."
*****
After dinner, the server placed the check on the table. Alexandra reached over and took it. "I got this."
Cordero's eyes widened. "I can afford to take you to dinner even in New York City."
A silence followed
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee because Evil Eddie would put all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
~~~~~~
~~~~
Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
Athony Alexandra's limousine driver
| Author Notes |
If you have a problem with font size, I'm very sorry. You can use control and a plus sign to increase the size.
A reviewer commented on my previous post that it had no purpose because it didn't more the plot along. I feel all of chapter 19 is very important because it helps Cord and Ali get to know each other. They've only known each other for 36 days. Ali grew up in a very sheltered home. She's learning exactly who she is, while mending after a horrible relationship. Cord, rightfully so, is giving her this time, while being there for her. I hope others agree. Thank you google an image of the Empire State Building and the Statue of Liberty. As I always do, I made changes as I posted. I hope I didn't make it worse. This post is a little over 1400 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and support you give me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 36 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
After dinner, the server placed the check on the table. Alexandra reached over and took it. "I got this."
Cordero's eyes widened. "I can afford to take you to dinner even in New York City."
A silence followed
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 19 C
After a few moments, Alexandra said, "I didn't mean to insult you. I felt today was me showing you around the city. You shouldn't have to..." Alexandra watched Cordero.
He took the bill from her, removed his bank card, and handed it to the server. After it was returned, he said, "Ready?" When she indicated she was, he held her chair while she stood.
At the limousine, Anthony opened the door for Alexandra and after she was inside; he leaned in. "Is there a problem?"
Alexandra glanced at Cordero standing a few feet away. "He's upset because I tried to pay."
After shutting her door, he walked around and opened the other door. "Mr. Ortiz, are you ready?"
"Yeah, sure."
"What's the address for the escape room?" asked Anthony.
"I'm not sure." Alexandra exhaled. "Cord, do you still want to..."
His eyes met hers. "Those eyes of yours get to me every time." He dried an escaped tear. "Of course."
She repeated the address and then stared out her window.
The drive was silent.
After Anthony parked, he opened his door. "I'll take a walk and let you two talk."
"Cord, I'm sorry."
He took her hand. "Quit apologizing for everything. I'm the one who needs to apologize. I let my ego get in the way. It's been building since I left Texas and finally came out."
Cordero exhaled. "I flew here on your family's private jet, and then went to an invitation-only party at the Rockefeller Center. As if that wasn't enough, we drove to your penthouse in your private limousine. You grew up in a mansion. Your dress last night cost, I have no idea, but probably thousands of dollars. My tux was taken care of by your mom and probably cost about the same. A client gave you a necklace worth, who knows what because it reminded him of your beautiful eyes. We haven't even discussed the special treatment we've gotten today because of your family."
"I never thought of it that way."
"I know you didn't."
"I see our families as very similar, but different. Your family's rich in land and livestock. I don't know how many, but a lot of people rely on your family for employment. My family's firm only employs two secretaries. The rest are family members. In my eyes, it works out the same, just different."
"Your family's business is a well-respected law firm."
"Your family's business is a well-established ranch that's been in your family for how many generations?"
Cordero thought. "My great-great-great-grandparents first settled the land. So, I'll be the sixth generation."
Alexandra leaned over and kissed his cheek. "We're basically the same, yet different. I'm sorry I didn't consider the male ego."
"It's probably not only a male issue, but a cultural one as well." Cordero paused. "I've been worried about embarrassing you."
"You could never embarrass me. The night we went dancing, I felt I embarrassed you. I didn't know how to line dance and then I slapped you. You remained a perfect gentleman through that entire incident." Their eyes met. "I'm proud to be on your arm."
"Thank you."
Anthony knocked on Cordero's window. "Ready?"
Cordero opened the door but glanced at Alexandra. "We good?"
Her eyes glowed. "We're very good."
Walking around the limousine, Anthony opened Alexandra's door as she mouthed, "Thank you."
Placing his hand in the small of her back, Cordero kissed the side of her cheek. "Let's see how we work as a team to solve this mystery."
Inside the escape room, Alexandra and Cordero stood in the center and scanned the room. Cordero asked, "What's your opinion of how to tackle this?"
"I think we need to divide the room in half and each work their area, but we need to communicate what we find. If we don't, we won't know how the parts fit together."
"I agree. I'm guessing there are about twenty clues, give or take."
"I'm sure you're right. Let's get started." Alexandra pointed. "You want me to take the right side of the table and you the left?"
"Sounds good. Remember we need to talk."
"I'm good at talking."
Cordero chuckled. "I said that more for my benefit than yours."
Time passed, and they searched their area calling out clues as they found them. Cordero turned and saw Alexandra standing on a chair reaching above her. "That doesn't look safe."
As he said that, the chair swayed. Cordero rushed over and steadied it.
After a sigh, she said, "Thank you. I saw something on top of that ceiling fan."
"Why didn't you ask for help?"
"Because...I really don't have a good reason."
"I figured as much."
"Please help me down." As he did, she held out her hand. "I think I found a clue."
Cordero took the folded paper and opened it. "It looks like a combination."
"It does. I'm guessing we're looking for a safe."
When the halfway timer sounded, Alexandra said, "Let's discuss what we've found so we can make sure we're on the same track."
"Good idea."
After discussing their findings, Alexandra said, "We still haven't found anything the combination goes with." She stood in the center and slowly scanned the room. "If this was my room, where would I hide a safe?" She continued studying every possibility. "We've checked the obvious, behind pictures, desk drawers, and under furniture."
Kicking the carpet, Cordero said, "We've even checked under here."
Alexandra looked at the ceiling as she walked around the room and pointed. "Cord, there's a handprint."
"No climbing. I'll check it." He moved a chair over and stood on it.
"So, it's okay for you to climb, but not me?" He grinned as she said, "I can't catch you if you fall."
He moved a ceiling tile aside. "True, but you're not strong enough to lift this down." He removed a small safe from the rafters.
She held the combination in both hands. "Let's try it."
"Be patient. Let me put it on the table."
Cordero worked the combination while Alexandra read it to him. It took three attempts before the door opened.
Alexandra held her breath as Cordero removed the safe's contents. He glanced at her and grinned. "It's okay to breathe."
She exhaled. "Do we have motive?"
He read. "We not only have motive, but we have a list of the next crimes." His hug lifted her from the floor. "We solved the case."
*****
As they walked toward the limousine, Cordero pointed. "Finally, something I recognize. A horse."
"We do have horses. Police ride them, and we have these carriage rides."
Cordero offered his hand. "Would you like a carriage ride?"
Accepting his hand, Alexandra said, "I would. I've never been on one."
"Good, your second first today." Cordero faced Anthony and motioned they'd be back later.
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee because Evil Eddie would put all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
~~~~~~
~~~~
Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
Athony Alexandra's limousine driver
| Author Notes |
If you have a problem with font size, I'm very sorry. You can use control and a plus sign to increase the size.
Thank you google an image of an escape room. As I always do, I made changes as I posted. I hope I didn't make it worse. This post is a little over 1100 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and support you give me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 36 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
As they walked toward the limousine, Cordero pointed. "Finally, something I recognize. A horse."
"We do have horses. Police ride them, and we have these carriage rides."
Cordero offered his hand. "Would you like a carriage ride?"
Accepting his hand, Alexandra said, "I would. I've never been on one."
"Good, your second first today." Cordero faced Anthony and motioned they'd be back later.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 19 D
Alexandra and Cordero decided to ride down the world-famous Fifth Avenue passing Tiffany & Company, Trump Tower, Saint Thomas Church, Saint Patrick's Cathedral, and Rockefeller Center, and ended with a ride through Central Park.
During the ride, Alexandra held her phone. "I need a picture."
"I don't want to show up on social media."
"I don't do social media. I want it for me, only me."
The driver stopped the horses, turned, and said, "If it's all right, I'll take the picture."
Alexandra passed him her phone. He took two, one with Cordero's arm around Alexandra and another one of her kissing Cordero's cheek.
After looking at the photographs, Cordero said, "You look happy. Your eyes are sparkling."
"I am. Today was almost perfect. Would you like me to send you these?"
"Yes."
When they returned to the limousine, Alexandra took Anthony aside. "Do you know of an old-fashioned ice cream shop?"
"I do, Brooklyn's Farmacy and Soda Fountain. A friend owns it. Does it sound all right?"
"It does. Thank you." She climbed into the limousine.
As Anthony parked, Cordero glanced at the ice cream shop and grinned. "How did you find this place?"
Alexandra smiled. "I didn't. Anthony recommended it. Feel like trying it?"
"Of course."
Inside Cordero ordered his favorite, hot fudge banana split. He grinned, attempting to guess what Alexandra would order. "Any idea?"
"I'm thinking."
"We fly back to Texas in the morning," he teased.
Alexandra glanced in his direction. "You can't rush some things."
He chuckled. "Obviously."
"Since I'm being pressured, I'll have a root beer float." She paused. "No make it a hot fudge sundae with nuts, whipped cream, and a cherry."
Cordero studied her. "You sure?"
She nodded. "Yes, a hot fudge sundae."
As they ate their ice cream, his eyes met hers. "Your eyes are still sparkling."
"I'm happy." She studied her sundae. "You make me happy."
He reached over, took her hand, and grazed it with a soft kiss. "And you make me happy."
*****
At Alexandra's apartment, Anthony opened her limousine door. She took his hand and led him to the side. "In the morning before you pick us up, can you stop by Zabar's? I'll place an order." She exhaled. "I guess pick it up a little after eight o'clock. We'll have a breakfast picnic in Central Park before going to the airport."
"Not a problem. Have a nice night."
"You too." She hugged him. "Thank you for everything, Anthony."
As Anthony turned to leave, Cordero grinned. "If you two are finished conspiring, we'll go inside." He took her hand.
"Conspiring? That would imply we're secretly working together to bring a particular result, typically to someone's detriment. I doubt you have anything to worry about. I have no desire to do you harm."
He put his arm around her waist and drew her to him. "That's true; at least not intentionally."
She tilted her head. "What did you mean by that?"
"Nothing."
Inside the apartment, Cordero walked over to a glass door. "Is this door serviceable?"
"It is, but if you're going on the balcony to see the stars, it won't work. I know the stars are there, but there are too many lights."
"I figured as much. I thought I'd look at the view."
Alexandra followed him onto the balcony, and they watched traffic and the New York City skyline.
*****
Before long, Cordero answered his ringing phone. "Hi, Mom. When did you learn to use Facetime?"
"You'd be surprised what I've learned from YouTube."
Alexandra smiled. "Hi, Rosa. Hi, Jorge. I bet it's quiet there without us."
Rosa smiled. "Too quiet. I don't like it. I miss you two. How are you guys doing?"
Cordero grinned. "We're fine." He glanced at Alexandra. "What time you plan on leaving tomorrow?"
"I'd like to leave about ten o'clock. I'd say ten-thirty at the latest." Alexandra pointed to her bedroom. "I'll let you visit. I'm beat. I'm going to bed. Goodnight, everybody."
They all said goodnight to Alexandra, before Cordero asked, "Is everything all right? How's the new foal?"
Jorge said, "Everything's good. We were just wondering when you're coming home."
"Are you sure that's all? Mom, I'm aware you and Tonia worked together to plan a way of keeping us together a little longer."
"We think you two make a good couple but need more time together to realize it."
"Mom! It's Ali's and my life. Let us figure things out. We're both old enough to do that."
"I know, but..."
"But nothing, Mom."
"It's getting late. See you around two o'clock tomorrow."
"I'll call before we're ready to land. Goodnight, love you both."
"Love you too."
*****
Cordero got ready for bed and laid the blankets out. Griffin followed us all day. I wonder if Ali noticed. Probably not or she would've been upset. Anthony still has my gun. I hope I don't need it.
He lay down, adjusted his pillow a few times, and stared at the ceiling.
As silence filled the air, he heard soft whimpering. Where's that coming from? He sat up. It's Ali. Why's she crying?
Cordero walked to her door and knocked. "Ali, you all right?"
She whispered, "I'm fine."
"You're crying." He exhaled. "We need to talk."
"There's nothing to talk about."
"Since you're crying, there is."
"I'm in my pajamas."
"Put on a robe." He heard movement so went back to the couch.
After a few minutes, Alexandra opened the door wearing sweats and a T-shirt. "I thought I needed more than a robe."
"You're probably right." He scooted the blankets aside to clear a place for her. "Have a seat and tell me what's wrong."
"There's nothing wrong."
"You always lie in bed and cry?"
"Not normally."
"That's good to know." He ran his hand through his short hair. "I'm getting the quiet lawyer again. I thought we had a good time today. I think you said, 'it was almost perfect.' Help me understand the tears."
She shook her head. "Please don't make me say it."
"Say what?" He took her hand in his. "If it's causing you to cry, tell me. I need to fix it."
She dabbed her eyes. "You can't fix it."
"Everything can be fixed."
Her eyes avoided his. "This can't."
Using his hand, he moved her chin so their eyes met. "Your eyes are so expressive. Please explain."
She swallowed before she whispered, "I care for you a lot. More than I should." Tears dripped from her eyes. "Today showed me exactly how much. It scares me."
Cordero drew her into a hug and kissed the side of her head. "I understand, and you're right. I can't fix it. I care for you a lot. I'm also scared."
Alexandra pulled back a little so she could see his eyes. "Earlier when I said 'I didn't want to cause you harm', you replied 'at least not intentionally' that's what you meant, wasn't it?"
"I hate to admit it, but yes." He drew her closer again. "I'm not looking forward to the day you come back here permanently."
"Me neither."
Their eyes met. Desire filled his eyes as he drew her closer. His lips parted as they skimmed hers. He closed his eyes and gulped. "Ali, please go to your room."
When her door closed, he released a deep breath.
His head turned when he heard a knock on the door. It's probably Brent. He sensed what I almost did.
Cordero smiled. "Anthony? How can I help you? Come in."
"Sorry to bother you. I hope I'm not interrupting anything."
"Your timing's perfect. You kept me from making the biggest mistake of my life."
Anthony's eyes widened. "If you say so." He removed Cordero's gun from his pocket. "I forgot to give this back. Sorry."
"No problem. I realized it a few minutes ago. I doubt I'll need it."
"Griffin followed us all day."
"I know. I'd like to know what his plans are."
"It'd be nice." Anthony offered his hand. "See you in the morning."
"Sure will. Goodnight." After shutting the door, Cordero turned and stared at Alexandra's door. If I would've kissed you, I wouldn't have been able to stop. It wouldn't have been sex. We'd have made love.
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee because Evil Eddie would put all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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~~~~
Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
Athony Alexandra's limousine driver
| Author Notes |
If you have a problem with font size, I'm very sorry. You can use control and a plus sign to increase the size.
Thank you google a photograph of a NYC carriage ride. This is the end of Chapter 19, finally, now our couple will get ready to fly back to Texas. As I always do, I made changes as I posted. I hope I didn't make it worse. This post is a little under 1400 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and support you give me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 37 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
Anthony's eyes widened. "If you say so." He removed Cordero's gun from his pocket. "I forgot to give this back. Sorry."
"No problem. I realized it a few minutes ago. I doubt I'll need it."
"Griffin followed us all day."
"I know. I'd like to know what his plans are."
"It'd be nice." Anthony offered his hand. "See you in the morning."
"Sure will. Goodnight." After shutting the door, Cordero turned and stared at Alexandra's door. If I would've kissed you, I wouldn't have been able to stop. It wouldn't have been sex. We'd have made love.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 20 A
Early Sunday morning while coffee brewed, Cordero finished packing. When the coffee pot signaled done, he stood on the balcony and sipped his first cup. He watched the traffic and listened to the constant barrage of honking and sirens. I could never get used to this. He glanced toward Alexandra's bedroom. I'm in love with her, but...
His thoughts were interrupted as Alexandra struggled getting her suitcase from her room. "Good morning. The coffee smells good. Thank you for starting it."
Studying her, Cordero said, "Why didn't you ask for help?" Shaking his head, he held up a cup. "Ready for some?"
She pointed to her bag. "I didn't buy anything new. Somehow it grew." She glanced at her watch. "Yes, I have time for a little. Thank you."
He poured a cup and handed it to her. "What should I do with the towels and blankets?"
"Tomorrow Mom will send somebody to wash them. She'll take out the garbage, do any dishes, and straighten up."
Cordero sipped his coffee. "Of course."
"Is everything all right?" asked Alexandra. "I think it's your turn to talk. What's on your mind?"
"I'm wondering if you'd rather stay here."
She laid her hand on his arm. "I'm looking forward to going back to the ranch. I'm comfortable there."
His eyes met hers. "I'm glad." He glanced at his empty cup. "Do I have time for another, or do we need to leave?"
"How fast can you drink it?" teased Alexandra.
He poured some. "Really fast."
She giggled watching him guzzle most of the cup. "Ready?"
Cordero wiped his mouth. "Yes." He grabbed her suitcase. "It is heavier. Is Lily inside?"
"She doesn't weigh that much."
"You're right. She's not that big. Somehow you must've snuck Samson inside." He carried both suitcases into the hallway.
*****
After Alexandra locked the door, she turned, smiled, and stepped into Cordero's waiting arms. As he closed them around her, their lips met. At first, he softly kissed her and then the kiss changed with a slow graduation of intensity.
Feeling sensations, she never knew existed, she clung to him as the only solid in a swaying room. A soft moan escaped her lips as he led her into another kiss.
When it ended, he rested his forehead against hers. "I've wanted to do that for some time."
Alexandra's eyes remained closed, and she placed her hand on her stomach hoping to calm the sensations. She exhaled a deep breath before her eyes met his. "Why didn't you last night? Instead, you sent me to my room."
"If I'd have done it then, I'd have broken my promise to your dad, myself, and most importantly to you." When her eyes widened, he continued, "With my feelings for you, I wouldn't have stopped at one or two kisses. I realize how careful I need to be from now on. This is safe. Anthony's downstairs waiting."
Drawing her closer, his kiss, again, lingered. He whispered, "I hope you don't mind, but our relationship just went to the next level."
She reached up and kissed him. "I don't mind."
"Good."
Exhaling, Alexandra answered her phone. "Yes, Anthony, we're on our way."
Cordero grinned. "Ready?"
"Not really." She pressed the button for the elevator. My body's still tingling.
When they arrived at street level, Anthony helped Cordero with the luggage. As Anthoney helped Alexandra inside the limousine, he asked, "Still going to Central Park for the picnic?"
"Of course." Traveling to the park, Alexandra stared out the window. I sizzled. When Cord kissed me, I sizzled. Mom was right. Now what?
Cordero reached over and took her hand. "Everything all right?"
She hesitated. "Yes. I ordered breakfast and had Anthony pick it up. I'm wondering if I chose correctly."
"I can't imagine a problem. I like almost everything."
"I'm counting on that." She leaned forward and glanced out the windshield. "We're almost there. It looks like we have another beautiful day."
He grinned. "No chance of witnessing the wet T-shirt contest Mom and you discussed." When her cheeks tinged pink, he changed the subject. "The weather's been perfect. It's probably getting hotter in Texas."
Anthony opened Alexandra's door. He grinned as Cordero helped himself out. "You'll never get used to waiting on me, will you?"
Cordero chuckled. "Not when I'm capable of opening a door."
Continuing to the trunk, Anthony removed a picnic basket and a blanket.
Alexandra smiled. "Thank you. I forgot to bring a blanket."
"You know I carry all sorts of things back here that's been needed through the years."
Cordero carried the picnic basket and Alexandra held the blanket. A few moments later, she pointed to an area up ahead. "We're going there. Cherry Hill overlooks a pond. It's only April 11th so I'm hoping the cherry trees are in bloom. If they are, I think you'll like it."
He slipped his arm around her waist. "I bet even if they're not, I'll like it."
At their destination, Alexandra scanned the area.
Cordero grinned. "I think this is the perfect spot. What do you say?"
"Looks good." Her lips formed a frown. "You thought it would take me a while to decide, didn't you?"
"I've had some experience with your indecisiveness," he teased before he leaned over and kissed her.
Under her breath she muttered, "I could get used to that."
Orneriness filled his eyes as they met hers. "I heard that."
Laying the blanket down, she said, "Figures."
After they ate bagels, lox, cream cheese, and fresh fruit, Cordero said, "This was good." He hesitated before he asked, "If we have time, there's one thing I'd like to see before we leave." When Alexandra's eyes widened, he continued, "I'd like to see your office."
Alexandra smiled. "That can be arranged. It's on the way to the airport." She turned and watched a sax player. "He's good."
"He is. Is it common to come out and play?" As Alexandra nodded, Cordero stood and offered his hand. "May I have this dance?"
Standing, she accepted his hand. "I never expected this."
He kissed her. "I wanted to hold you and felt this was the best way to handle it."
"Makes sense."
They danced, their bodies crept closer, and they kissed. Someone grabbed Cordero's shoulder, as he turned a fist met the right side of his face.
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee because Evil Eddie would put all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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~~~~
Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
Athony Alexandra's limousine driver
| Author Notes |
If you have a problem with font size, I'm very sorry. You can use control and a plus sign to increase the size.
We're over 2/3's finished with this novel. I've considered posting twice a week to finish it. Still thinking about it. I've finished writing my next novel. The novel you know as Jewish Artwork, is in the works for being published as we speak. Thank you google images for a photograph of Cherry Hill in Central Park. The cherry trees are in bloom. As I always do, I made changes as I posted. I hope I didn't make it worse. There's a sentence in this post that has been giving me trouble all week. I hope you find it and help me get the wording right. This post is a little over 100 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and support you give me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 37 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
Alexandra smiled. "That can be arranged. It's on the way to the airport." She turned and watched a sax player. "He's good."
"He is. Is it common to come out and play?" As Alexandra nodded, Cordero stood and offered his hand. "May I have this dance?"
Standing, she accepted his hand. "I never expected this."
He kissed her. "I wanted to hold you and felt this was the best way to handle it."
"Makes sense."
They danced, their bodies crept closer, and they kissed. Someone grabbed Cordero's shoulder, as he turned a fist met the right side of his face.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 20 B
The surprise and force caused Cordero to step back.
Alexandra screamed.
Cordero yelled, "Ali, stay back!"
Alan Griffin swung his fist, but it missed its mark. He glared at Cordero. "Stay away from my fiancee!"
As Cordero slugged Alan, Alexandra yelled, "Cord, don't!" She removed her phone.
Cordero's eyes met Alan's as a rapid sequence of punches continued. "She's not yours."
"Alexandra would never be serious about a boy toy like you."
A crowd watched.
Anthony came running, shoved his way through the crowd, and forced Cordero to back away. He faced Alan. "Mr. Griffin, I strongly advise you to leave. If you remain, nothing good can come of it. There are two of us."
Alan's glare switched from Anthony to Cordero, he wiped blood from his lip, and then offered his hand. "Alexandra, you're coming with me."
She went to Cordero's side. As he put his arm around her waist, she said, "We're over. I never want to see you again."
"You're going to regret that decision." Alan turned and walked away.
After they watched Alan leave, Cordero brushed and adjusted his shirt. "A boy toy, huh?"
Alexandra cupped Cordero's face in her hands and kissed his cheek. "You might have a bruise."
Cordero chuckled. "I've had worse from Chip." He kissed her. "I'm ready to leave. How about you?"
Anthony and Cordero helped Alexandra pack from the picnic. At the limousine, she asked, "Cord, do you still want to see my office or go straight to the airport?"
"Your office."
After Anthony helped Alexandra inside and shut the door, Cordero said, "You should've let me finish him off. It might be the only way to get rid of him."
"You're probably right, but..." Anthony glanced toward Alexandra. "How do you think she'd feel? Her parents protected her. She grew up with a huge bubble around her. She's not used to violence."
Cordero exhaled. "I hadn't considered that." He hesitated. "Let's go. I've had enough of the city."
*****
Anthony parked inside the parking garage. "Ms. Black, would you like me to call your dad and let him know you're here?"
"It's not necessary. I sent him a text and told him." When Cordero's eyes widened, Alexandra said, "Since it's not business hours, when I swipe my key, Grandpa and Dad will automatically be notified. It's a security issue."
After Anthony opened her door, he asked, "Should I wait?"
She checked her watch. "We should only be fifteen or twenty minutes. Why don't you come along?"
Anthony elected to remain with the car. Cordero and Alexandra rode the elevator to the fourth floor.
Cordero waited until they were at the firm's door, until he said, "I'm surprised you're not on the top floor."
"It's Grandpa's idea. He says if there's a fire, he's not walking down sixteen flights of stairs. He says four's too many."
His eyebrows rose. "He's got a point."
Inside the lobby, Cordero glanced around. "This is nice."
"It's pretty simple. I'll show you Grandpa's office."
After Alexandra showed each of her family's offices, Cordero said, "You've neglected your office."
Her eyes sparkled as she opened the door. "I've saved the best for last."
Inside Cordero lifted a photo of her parents. "I can tell family's important to you." He set it down and pointed to a couple's photo hanging on the wall. "I recognize your grandpa. Is that beautiful lady your grandma?"
She touched the photo. "It is. This is the last photo she and Grandpa had taken before she died. While I grew up, Mom worked part-time here, and Grandma took care of me. We were very close. I miss her. We had some great times together."
He held up another photo and chuckled. "This looks like a rowdy bunch of ladies."
Alexandra took it from him and thought. "Not the last time Rosa visited, but in December the three of us went ice skating. We had so much fun and then had this picture taken." She set it down and turned away.
He touched her arm. "You said you had fun, but now you look afraid, why?"
She swallowed. "We did have fun, only when I got back to my apartment..." She stared out the window. "Never mind. It's not important."
"I'll guess." Alexandra studied Cordero as he continued, "Alan was waiting and wasn't happy you'd had fun with your family."
"Something like that."
He took her in his arms and held her. "That part of your life's over."
"That's true." Alexandra was quiet before she removed her phone and searched it. She held up the photos of them on the carriage ride. "I'm going to have these printed and framed along with more of us."
His eyes widened. "Oh yeah?"
"Yes. I want to be surrounded with happy times."
A kiss lingered, before Cordero teased, "Since you put it that way. I guess it's okay." He kissed her again. "We should've gotten pictures dressed up Friday night."
"I'm sure there are photos. Mom and Dad had photographers there. I'll make sure I get some."
"Figures."
She blew out air. "Ready?"
He checked his watch and nodded.
*****
As they walked to the private jet, Cordero hesitated.
Alexandra touched his arm. "Is everything all right?"
"I'm wondering if I should get my own flight back."
She tilted her head. "Why?" When he didn't answer she took his hand and led him to the seat. "Sit. We need to talk."
He studied her. "You've gotten bossy. Where'd this come from?"
"Not really bossy, but..." She hesitated and listened while the pilot spoke. When he finished, she continued, "I didn't know what it meant, so I googled it on my phone. I wondered when you were going to bring it up. I guess you just did."
"I'm confused. What did you google and what does it have to do with getting my own flight?"
"I googled 'boy toy'." After Cordero set his jaw, she continued, "I'll agree with part of the definition." She hesitated. "You are handsome. The rest of the definition is completely wrong. You're very intelligent and you're not dependent on my money."
His eyes met hers. "I noticed hanging in your office your Yale degree. You not only graduated from Yale but with honors, the top of your class. I'm a product of public education plus I went to a state university. If I'm not mistaken, from elementary school on you went to private all girls' schools."
"You're correct." She paused to make a point. "It doesn't mean I'm more intelligent. It simply means my parents chose to send me to private schools. Since I've met you, you've impressed me with your intelligence." She smiled. "And your patience and understanding."
Alexandra waited for him to say something when he didn't, she continued, "Since you made a comment about taking your own flight back, you're probably referring to money. We've already discussed it."
After taking a moment to think, Alexandra said, "I don't know if there's such a thing as a 'girl toy', but if there is, I could make these arguments. Before I came to the ranch, I knew nothing about ranch life, so I guess I'm ignorant. Since I'm living at the ranch free of charge, am I a kept woman?"
"That's ridiculous." Cordero chuckled. "I guess I shouldn't get into this type of discussion with a lawyer."
"Even though you're very handsome, you're not my 'boy toy'."
His eyes met hers. "Then what am I?"
She avoided eye contact. "Yet to be determined."
He used his finger to move her chin, so their eyes met. "So, now I get the quiet, shy lawyer, am I right?"
She swallowed. "Maybe."
He kissed her. "You won your argument."
"Good." She leaned her head against his arm. After a few moments, she sat straight. "Did Alan threaten me when he said, 'You're going to regret that decision.'?"
"I can't answer for him, but it sounded like it." Cordero shook his head. "We'll add that to the threat list. It's getting longer."
She leaned her head against his arm again. "It seems so."
He kissed the top of her head.
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee because Evil Eddie would put all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
~~~~~~
~~~~
Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen's and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
Athony Alexandra's limousine driver
| Author Notes |
If you have a problem with font size, I'm very sorry. You can use control and a plus sign to increase the size.
I'm still thinking about posting more than once a week. Thank you google images for a photograph of law office's lobby. As I always do, I made changes as I posted. I hope I didn't make it worse. This post is a little over 1300 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 38 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
He kissed her. "You won your argument."
"Good." She leaned her head against his arm. After a few moments, she sat straight. "Did Alan threaten me when he said, 'You're going to regret that decision.'?"
"I can't answer for him, but it sounded like it." Cordero shook his head. "We'll add that to the threat list. It's getting longer."
She leaned her head against his arm again. "It seems so."
He kissed the top of her head.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 21
Early Monday afternoon, Rosa and Alexandra admired the anniversary photos Tonia had emailed. Rosa smiled. "You two make a gorgeous couple. I'm glad Cord met you there."
"Me too. I think he had a halfway decent time."
"He did. He always has fun with you. Mothers know these things."
Her eyes twinkled. "I enjoy his company." Her eyes widened and she jumped up. "What time is it? I'd forgotten. I get my stitches out at two-thirty." She checked her phone. "It's one-fifteen. I need to get ready."
Rosa touched her arm. "Sam dropped by while you were in New York. Pat Rogers is out on bail. You're not going by yourself."
She exhaled. "Cord was gone for a few days, so he's really busy. I can't take him away from work again."
"I think I heard his pickup a few minutes ago. You'd better talk to him."
When Alexandra walked toward the barn, she saw him unloading hay bales from the back of his pickup. She turned to go back inside.
"Ali, get back here. What's wrong?" Cordero walked toward her.
"You're busy." She studied her feet. "I'll figure it out."
Cordero removed his work gloves and used his finger to raise her chin, so their eyes met. "Figure what out?" She remained silent. "I have the quiet lawyer, again."
"You've missed so much work because of me, I can't..."
He kissed her. "You're more important than anything here. What do you need?"
"Pat Rogers is out on bail."
"Dad told me." His eyes widened. "Has something happened?"
"I'm supposed to get my stitches removed at two-thirty."
Cordero glanced at his watch. "Sorry. I'd forgotten. Give me a few minutes, and I'll be in to clean up. I'll take you."
Jorge came from the barn. "With Rogers free you two won't be going alone. I'm going too."
Jim stood beside him. "I'll hold down the ranch." He petted Klaus's head. "I have help." He grinned when Otto came over for a pet.
Nodding, Cordero said, "It's settled."
*****
As Cordero parked in front of the doctor's office, he nodded to his right. "Dad?"
"I see him." Jorge opened the passenger backdoor and assisted Alexandra. "I'm glad you didn't come by yourself."
She swallowed. "Thank you. Hopefully Pat won't do anything but stand there."
Cordero came around and slipped his arm around her waist. "Let's get inside."
Dr. Barnes was waiting. "Ms. Black, are you ready to get rid of those stiches? I'm sure they're itching."
As Cordero started to go back with her, their eyes met, and Alexandra said, "I'm not buying the bikini theory. You need to wait here."
Jorge chuckled. "She has your number."
"That she does."
*****
Both men stood at the window and watched Rogers.
"Why's he just standing there? Doesn't he have work to do?" asked Cordero.
"Can't answer that. It seems as if he's waiting for something." He glanced toward the door Alexandra went behind. "Has Ali filed the child support papers for Amy Harding?"
"No. She wanted to wait until after tomorrow's meeting."
"Probably a good idea. If he was faced with both lawsuits, she may not get as good a deal for the ladies. She's pretty smart."
"That she is."
A little less than an hour later the door opened, and Dr. Barnes led Alexandra out.
Cordero walked up to her. "Are they out?"
As she nodded, Jorge shook Bart's hand. "Thank you for taking care of our gal. Does she still have restrictions?"
"Just be careful. She healed pretty fast, but it wouldn't hurt to be careful a few more weeks just to be safe." The doctor faced Cordero. "I have a feeling this young man will take good care of her."
Cordero grinned at Alexandra. "I will." As they left the office, he offered her his hand. "Anything else you need in town or are you ready to go back to the ranch?"
Accepting his hand, she said, "I guess." She paused. "I've been so busy I've forgotten who's supposed to cook dinner. Do either of you remember where we left off?"
Jorge rubbed his stomach. "I think the last one was supposed to be Mexican, but something happened." He thought. "I remember. You had to come to town to stop the ladies' loans from being called in. Rosa did dinner."
"That's right. Tonight's French. Should I go ahead and cook? What do you suggest?"
The two men looked at each other and both said, "French."
"Okay. I hope you don't mind stopping by the grocery store." Alexandra thought a few minutes. "How about pan-roasted rosemary mushrooms?"
Jorge's eyebrows rose. "I like mushrooms but is there any meat?"
She hooked her arm through his. "Yes, chicken."
He grinned. "Sounds good." He winked at his son. "We'll have good eats tonight."
Cordero questioned, "Any dessert?"
"How about opera cake?"
He frowned. "Does ice cream go with it?"
She leaned into his arm. "Of course. Think I'd serve you a dessert without ice cream? I'm pretty sure you'll want vanilla. It's an almond sponge cake soaked in coffee syrup with buttercream and chocolate ganache topped with chocolate glaze."
"I'm sure it's good, but what's ganache?" asked Jorge.
"It's a type of whipped filling."
Jorge glanced at his son. "Did you know that?"
Cordero shook his head. "No, but I figured it was good." He took Alexandra's hand. "Let's get to the grocery store."
*****
After they arrived home, Rosa watched them carry numerous bags into the house. "Ali, I forgot to mention, never, and I mean never allow these two in a grocery store together."
Alexandra laughed. "I understand. It won't happen again."
Jorge chuckled. "Cord, I think we'd better head for the barn."
"Should we put away the groceries first?"
Shaking her head, Rosa said, "Go. Ali and I'll take care of them. I hope I can find a place in the freezer for all this ice cream."
Cordero kissed her cheek. "Mom, I know you'll find somewhere to put it. You always do."
The ladies watched the men head toward the barn. Rosa shook her head. "They knew better."
Alexandra reached into a bag. "I'm sorry. I should've suspected they were up to no good when they wanted to go grocery shopping."
"That would've been a clue," teased Rosa.
*****
During dinner, Cordero asked, "Ali, what time's your meeting with Brown tomorrow?"
"Eleven o'clock."
His eyes met his dad's. "Should we both escort her?"
"Probably. Rogers will be at the meeting, right?"
"He should," answered Alexandra.
Jorge thought for a moment. "But he could pay somebody to cause trouble. He did before."
"Would he really try that again?" she asked.
Cordero set his fork down. "I won't take any chances."
"Me either." Jorge's eyes met his wife's. "We promise not to do any grocery shopping."
Rosa shook her head. "Better not." She answered her ringing phone. "Darn! I forgot. I'll be there in a few minutes." She put her phone away. "There's a woman's church meeting. It's about the auction for new kitchen equipment." She stood. "I'd better get to these dishes."
Alexandra stood. "Go. I got these."
Cordero nodded. "Mom, I'll help. Get to your meeting."
Jorge grabbed his hat. "I'll escort you."
As Rosa and Jorge walked out, Cordero called. "Mom, try to get me out of that auction."
She answered, "Not going to happen."
*****
Alexandra stacked some plates and carried them to the sink.
Cordero followed with a handful of bowls. "I'll get the rest."
As Cordero carried in the last dish, his phone rang. After he answered, his eyes met Alexandra's. "Sorry, but I'm needed in the barn. Jim wants me to examine our new mom. He thinks she may have problems. I hate to leave you with this mess."
"Don't worry about it. It won't take long."
*****
Almost thirty minutes later, Klaus and Otto ran to the house's front door and barked.
Jim pointed. "Boss, what's wrong with those two."
Cordero ran toward the house. The closer he got he heard screaming. "Ali's alone."
Inside the kitchen he stood and laughed. Water squirted up and out from the faucet. Alexandra, drenched from head to toe, attempted to stop it by cupping her hands around the faucet. Beside her on the floor, Samson wallowed in the puddles.
Alexandra glared at Cordero. "Quit laughing and help!"
He knelt. "Move over. The off valve's inside the cabinet." Once the water had stopped, he stood and grinned. "Now I know what you look like in a wet T-shirt." He shook his head. "Mighty fine." He chuckled as her cheeks glowed red. "I'll get the toolbox. You'd better change."
As Alexandra turned and walked away, she said, "Are your thoughts illegal, again?"
"Only rated GP. I didn't know you before. Now I know and respect you."
"Good."
When Alexandra returned, she watched Cordero for a few moments. "You fixed it that fast?"
"I've had lots of practice. It does it often." He pointed to the vacuum. "If you turn this button, it sucks up water. We should've warned you. After I dump the water, if you want, we can go to the barn."
"I forgot to ask, how's the new mom?"
"She's fine now, but I need to keep an eye on her. An infection may be brewing. How about the barn?"
"Yes. I visited Bendecido and Jewel before lunch. I'd like to say goodnight to them."
He leaned over and his kiss lingered. "Let's go." He took her hand and led her outside.
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee because Evil Eddie would put all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
| Author Notes |
There's not a lot happening in this post. It's important because it reminds us of previous incidents that will be important in the future. The next two weeks we'll see if Ali gets $100,000 a piece for the ladies Pat Rogers raped
The next two weeks, I'll be very busy and not sure I'll be able to review as often as I have previously. I hope I don't miss any of your posts, but if I do, I'm sorry. Thank you google images for a photograph of rosemary mushrooms, and chicken, for Jose. As I always do, I made changes as I posted. I hope I didn't make it worse. This post is exactly 1600 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 39 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
When Alexandra returned, she watched Cordero for a few moments. "You fixed it that fast?"
"I've had lots of practice. It does it often." He pointed to the vacuum. "If you turn this button, it sucks up water. We should've warned you. After I dump the water, if you want, we can go to the barn."
"I forgot to ask, how's the new mom?"
"She's fine now, but I need to keep an eye on her. An infection may be brewing. How about the barn?"
"Yes. I visited Bendecido and Jewel before lunch. I'd like to say goodnight to them."
He leaned over and his kiss lingered. "Let's go." He took her hand and led her outside.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 22A
Tuesday morning around ten-fifteen Alexandra came into the living room. "Rosa, do I look all right? I want to give off a 'don't mess with me look'."
She turned a circle as Rosa studied her. "I'd say you've nailed it. The navy-blue dress is stylish, and the jacket is professional. Perfect choice."
"Thank you." Alexandra sat in a chair and tapped the arm.
Rosa tilted her head. "You seem nervous. Need to talk?"
"I've tried to anticipate everything Pat's lawyer might throw at us. I'm afraid I've missed something."
Taking her hand, Rosa said, "Even if you did, you're smart enough to think on your feet."
"I hope so. I don't want that man to get away with anything. I want him held accountable for every life he's ruined."
Both ladies glanced up when they heard the front door open.
Jorge grinned. "Hi. As soon as we clean up, we'll be ready."
Cordero winked at Alexandra. "You look nice. I'll be out in a few minutes."
*****
At the courthouse, Alexandra waited in the lobby for the ladies to arrive. When all four had, she greeted them and then led them into a vacant room. "Nervous?" After they'd indicated they were, she continued, "That's normal. I'm nervous too. I have a few suggestions that'll help win your case. It's important you don't show any emotion. I want to keep Mr. Rogers and his attorney, Mr. Brown guessing. I want them off guard. Also, I've tried to anticipate what they're thinking, but I may have missed something. If they bring something up, I hadn't considered I'll have to improvise."
She took a drink of water. "Your reaction will tell them I don't have proof or the information. I'm positive they aren't willing to pay $100,000 to each of you, so if I say we're leaving just get up and silently walk out. We need to let them know we mean business." She glanced at the wall clock and smiled. "Ladies, let's show Mr. Rogers we're holding him accountable." She held the door for them.
They walked into a spacious room with a large rectangular table in the center and ten chairs around it. Alexandra motioned them to sit along the long side closest to the door. She whispered, "I want it to be easy to walk out if we need too." She sat on the short side closest to the door. Opening her briefcase, she laid out papers in the order she anticipated needing them. After exhaling she said, "Now we wait."
A few minutes after eleven o'clock, Lester Brown and Pat Rogers entered the room.
Alexandra stood and shook Lester's hand. She sat and ignored when Pat glared at her. She glanced at the ladies and noticed they remained stoic and nodded at them. Great job, ladies.
After both men sat, Alexandra introduced each lady and then said, "Mr. Brown, you called this meeting. I'm guessing it's an attempt to settle out of court. In the papers I filed I included a sum we're willing to work with. I understand how embarrassing a trial would be for Mr. Rogers. Are you ready to accept our deal?"
"My client's willing to accept a deal but feels $100,000 per lady is an inflated amount. It'll be over eight years before it's paid off."
"What do you feel is a fair amount per victim?"
Pat stood. "$5,000 per lady is as high as I'll go. They enjoyed themselves. I did them a favor."
Alexandra studied him and then addressed Lester, "When you called, I was under the impression we were going to have a serious discussion. I, nor do these ladies, have time for this nonsense. We'll see you in court."
She stood and held the door for the ladies, who filed out.
Lester Brown stood. "Wait! What do you feel is a fair amount?"
"Ladies, maybe he's ready to be reasonable." Alexandra waited for the ladies to be seated before she began, "I've already told you what we feel is a fair amount." She paused. "To be honest for what Mr. Rogers put these ladies through $5,000 is an insult to women everywhere."
"I didn't put them through anything. You're acting like I raped them."
Walking along the table so she stood across from Pat, she glared into his eyes. "Evidently your lawyer hasn't explained the charges against you. I'll educate you on the definition of rape. According to the United States Department of Justice, rape refers to sexual penetration one didn't consent to. It follows, that coerced sex, when it involves penetration, would count as rape, even if the other person didn't use physical force or violence."
Alexandra paused, hoping it would sink in. "Because you refused these ladies' loans until they had sex with you, its coerced sex and since you penetrated each of them, yes, you raped them. Now, are you ready to discuss a reasonable amount or are we going to trial?"
Rogers yelled, "The only lady you have proof I had sex with is Lisa Johnson and you can't prove penetration."
Tilting and shaking her head, Alexandra smiled. "Mr. Rogers, you underestimate me. Do you really think I'd give these ladies hope with this lawsuit if I didn't know I'd win?" When he set his jaw, she continued, "You need to sit silently and allow your attorney to handle your case. You're just digging yourself deeper."
"You're all talk. You don't have anything. I never touched those three ladies."
"Let me make sure I understand. You're claiming you in no way ever laid a hand on these other ladies. Even though earlier you stated, and I quote, 'They enjoyed themselves. I did them a favor.'"
"I misspoke."
"What would you say if I told you each of these ladies held onto a piece of clothing, underwear, for example, that contained semen, DNA, even after all this time? Your behavior degraded them. When women feel degraded, they hold onto items just in case there's a time they might be able to get even. I'm giving them that time."
She faced Mr. Brown. "I feel it's time you talk with your client and see if he's ready to come up with a more appropriate settlement." She stood. "Ladies, let's give them privacy. Mr. Brown, let me know when you're ready to talk."
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee because Evil Eddie would put all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
~~~~~~
~~~~
Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
| Author Notes |
Next week, I'll be very busy. I'm hoping it doesn't carry over for an extra week, but it might. I'm not sure I'll be able to review as often as I have previously. I hope I don't miss any of your posts, but if I do, I'm sorry.
Thank you google images for a photograph of a possible conference room. This time I made numerous changes as I posted. I hope I didn't make it worse. This post is a little over 1000 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 39 days ago.
ENDING OF PREVIOUS POST:
"What would you say if I told you each of these ladies held onto a piece of clothing, underwear, for example, that contained semen, DNA, even after all this time? Your behavior degraded them. When women feel degraded, they hold onto items just in case there's a time they might be able to get even. I'm giving them that time."
She faced Mr. Brown. "I feel it's time you talk with your client and see if he's ready to come up with a more appropriate settlement." She stood. "Ladies, let's give them privacy. Mr. Brown, let me know when you're ready to talk."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 22 B
In the hallway, Jorge, Cordero, Sam, and Judge Pickett walked up to Alexandra. Judge Pickett said, "I enjoyed watching you work."
Alexandra exhaled. "Thank you. I'm sorry I can't stay and talk. I need to speak with my clients."
She led the ladies into a small vacant room. "You're doing wonderfully. Thank you for that. While we wait for them to talk, do you have any questions?"
Nancy studied the table. "Are you sure we aren't asking for too much money?"
"I doubt we'll get the full amount, but I'll take him to trial before I accept pennies. We have the advantage. Mr. Rogers doesn't want to go to trial. He can't afford the bad publicity that it would cause. He'll pay."
Carol frowned. "Do any of you have proof he had sex with us?"
Holding up her hand, Alexandra said, "Don't answer that. It's a bluff. If I know your answers, then I can't use it. I have another one, I'm holding onto in case it's needed. I'm proud of the way you've remained calm." Her head turned when she heard a knock on the door.
Sam Baily cracked it open. "Ms. Black, Brown says he's ready."
"Thank you. Hopefully, they're ready to deal." Alexandra paused. "Sheriff, are you going to be around a while?" After he indicated he was, she said, "Good. I might need you."
When the ladies returned and were seated, Mr. Brown said, "My client and I have discussed the situation. Mr. Rogers will pay each of your clients $50,000. We'll accept your offer to allow him to pay each one $1,000 a month until the balance is paid."
Shaking her head, Alexandra said, "That amount remains too low." She checked her file. "I guess we have no recourse but to go to trial. I had hoped you realized it's to your benefit to keep this out of court."
Pat slammed his hand on the table. "You can't prove anything. It's my word against these ladies, and I use the word ladies loosely."
Alexandra smiled. "You just blew it." She opened the door. "Sheriff Bailey, would you seal off Mr. Pat Rogers' office? I don't want anybody in or out until I get a forensic team in there."
Rogers stood. "You can't do that!"
"I can and just did. I have probable cause because of what I witnessed. Would you like me to check with Judge Pickett to make sure?" When Pat hung his head, she continued, "Your office is now a crime scene." She stood in front of him. "I'm sure your office has been cleaned, but I'm positive the couch hasn't been thoroughly cleaned. I know bodily fluids remain there. I'm equally sure we'll discover more than my four clients. Bodily fluid is full of DNA, and once my team finishes their job, I believe they'll find pubic hairs and all sorts of interesting things. I look forward to their report."
Alexandra paused. "When a forensic team is sent in, I'll file papers for your arrest. I hoped it wouldn't come to this. The statute of limitations for rape is ten years, so each of my clients fall well within that limit."
Lester stood. "Ms. Black, what is the bottom amount you'll accept to call this off? He can't afford $100,000 for all four ladies."
Alexandra went to her stack of papers and held up one. "This is Mr. Rogers's financial report. Please explain how somebody who is paid $195,000 a year," she checked her paper, "that's over $16,250 a month can't afford $4,000 a month." She did the math in her head. "That leaves over $12,000 a month living expenses. Even in New York City, I could afford to live off that."
Mr. Brown sat and whispered to his client, then said, "$75,000 is our final offer."
She pulled out a chair and sat across from Lester. "When I walked in today, I would've accepted $75,000, but with the continued degrading attitude of Mr. Rogers, I won't accept anything lower than $150,000."
"You're going the wrong way!" yelled Pat. "You're a b...."
Brown glared at his client. "You're making it worse."
"Mr. Rogers, our final offer is now $175,000. Either meet it, or we're going to trial. I'm sure all the townspeople will enjoy learning what's really going on in your office. Ladies, we're leaving." At the door Alexandra said over her shoulder, "By the way, if you lose at trial, my fees will be included. I'm not cheap." She paused. "Sheriff Bailey, will be in to arrest you." She closed the door.
In the hallway, Alexandra smiled when she heard Pat yell, "I'm paying you a ton of money to stop the bitch! Earn it!"
From the open door, Lester called, "Ms. Black, let's talk. Just the two of us. I'm sure we can come to an agreement."
Alexandra motioned for the ladies to wait and followed Lester Brown into a vacant room.
Her eyes met Lester's. "You know he's guilty of raping these women, and there are more women we don't know about. If I wouldn't have accidently walked in on him, he would've continued to get away with this."
Lester glanced away. "I don't know anything, but I can see why you believe he's guilty." He hesitated. "What's the rock bottom figure you'll accept to keep this from going to trial and my client out of jail?"
She shook her head. "$100,000. After the way he behaved today. I won't go any lower. I can't."
Lester stood and offered his hand. "You win. Have the papers drawn up."
Opening her briefcase, Alexandra handed them to him. "I already have. They just need to be signed. Another stipulation, if he misses or is late with a payment, we'll see you at trial. He's to send the money to the courthouse, that way there'll always be record of his payments."
"Are you always this tough or just out for this man?"
She smiled. "Always."
After the papers were signed and filed with the court, they prepared to leave. As Alexandra said good-bye to the ladies, Lisa received a phone call. She yelled, "No!" and dropped to the floor.
Alexandra knelt to her, checked her as she picked up the phone. "Hello, this is Alexandra Black. Lisa just fell."
"Ms. Black, this is Dr. Barnes. Get Ms. Johnson here as fast as you can."
"Can Cord carry her?"
"Yes."
Jorge and Alexandra followed as Cordero carried Lisa across the street and a few buildings to the left.
*****
At the doctor's office Cordero laid her on an examination table and left the room as the doctor entered.
Alexandra held her hand as Lisa said, "This isn't necessary. I'm fine. I was shocked to learn I'm pregnant."
Dr. Barnes' eyes widened. "I doubt you were that surprised. You set up the appointment and knew I did the test."
She swallowed. "You're right. I..."
"You're pregnant?" interrupted Alexandra. "Is...?"
Nodding Lisa said, "I haven't had sex since my husband died three years ago." Tears rolled down her cheeks. "I have health insurance, but I didn't pay the extra for maternity insurance. I didn't need it."
Alexandra exhaled. "You have options."
"Not really. It's against my beliefs to abort the baby." Lisa studied the wall as tears escaped. "I can't afford to raise another child."
"First things first. I do understand the abortion issue. I need to ask again before I continue. Are you absolutely positive Pat Rogers is the father of this baby?"
"Yes."
"I'll file a suit that'll force him to pay your doctor's bills."
"He won't agree to that."
"You're right. He'll also deny he's the father."
Dr. Barnes added, "When you get a little farther along, I can do a DNA test and prove he's the father."
Alexandra shook her head. "I'm against that. Those types of DNA tests are invasive. We'll wait until the baby's born." She faced the doctor. "Is there any way we can work out some way where the payment's due after the baby's born?"
"If I'm guaranteed, I'll get paid."
"You'll get paid even if I have to pay you myself." She offered her hand. "Can we shake on it?"
He accepted her hand. "It's a deal."
"Good." Alexandra faced Lisa. "That's one thing you don't need to worry about. You still have options. You can keep the baby or put the baby up for adoption. You have about eight months to decide. If you choose to keep the baby, I'll see to it Pat Rogers pays child support. You'll get about ten percent of his annual salary or approximately $1,600 a month."
"He won't like that."
"He won't, but I'll make sure he's held accountable." Alexandra squeezed Lisa's hand. "I'm here to help."
Dr. Barnes said, "Let me examine my patient. I'm sure she'll be able to go home."
Opening the door, Alexandra said, "I'll wait outside, and we'll make sure you get home safely."
*****
Cordero walked up to Alexandra in the lobby. "Is Lisa all right?"
Alexandra glanced at the door. "I guess you'll find out soon enough but keep it between us. Lisa's pregnant."
Jorge's eyes widened. "It's not..."
"It is," interrupted Alexandra.
Cordero ran his hand through his short hair. "It just gets worse and worse. Are you going to be able to help her?"
"She doesn't have maternity insurance. I'll file for him to pay her medical expenses and then child support if she keeps the baby. She hasn't decided yet. She may put the baby up for adoption."
Before long Dr. Barnes opened the door. "Mrs. Johnson's ready to leave."
Alexandra addressed Jorge and Cordero. "I told her we'd make sure she safely makes it home."
Jorge said, "Of course."
When Lisa came into the lobby, she attempted a smile. "They know?"
"Yes. I told them, but they won't tell anybody. It's just between us."
"Thank you. Although, there's no way to hide it for long, is there?"
"Not really."
"I guess I'd better tell my parents right away."
Alexandra nodded. "Do you want me to be with you when you do?"
"It's not necessary. My parents are very supportive. So are my in-laws."
"Good. I'm here for whatever you need."
Lisa hugged Alexandra. "I know and thank you."
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee because Evil Eddie would put all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
~~~~~~
~~~~
Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
| Author Notes |
My business did care over to this week. I am hoping this is the end of the project and life can get back to normal, in time for the Holiday's to start. Again, I'm not sure I'll be able to review as often as I have previously. I hope I don't miss any of your posts, but if I do, I'm sorry.
Thank you google images for a photograph of a possible conference room. Since Alexandra is still trying to make a deal with Pat Rogers, I used the same image. This time I made numerous changes as I posted. I hope I didn't make it worse. This post is a little over 1700 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 40 days ago.
PREVIOUSLY:
During the anniversary party, Joseph Aaronson told Alexandra they needed to talk and set up a zoom meeting for Wednesday. This post is about that meeting.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 23 A
Early Wednesday evening, Cordero entered the kitchen. After he kissed his mom's cheek, he glanced around. "Mom, where's Ali?"
Rosa motioned toward the outside bench. "She's been there since her zoom call today. Earlier she wasn't ready to discuss it. I'm guessing it didn't go as planned."
Cordero went outside and stood by the bench. "Can I sit by you? You look like you could use a friend." When she glanced up, he leaned over and kissed her before he sat. "I see your trusty dog's here."
"Samson's a good listener."
He took her hand. "That he is. I'm guessing the meeting with Joseph Aaronson didn't go as planned. Need to talk?"
"Things with Joseph are good." She released a breath. "I'm kicking myself for being naive." When his eyebrows rose, she continued, "Alan was only interested in me because he felt I could influence Grandpa and Dad, so he'd become a partner in our law firm."
"Did Joseph have proof?"
"Joseph planned our zoom call a few minutes before Alan came for the meeting. He didn't know I was there. He told Joseph he'd been helping me with the account and now was doing most of the work. He wanted the monthly retainer to go directly to him."
After a lengthy pause, Alexandra continued, "Joseph explained he was one of the original clients and no matter whom his lawyer was he always paid the firm. Alan explained since he'd be a new partner, and only related through marriage, they were changing the policy and the payment would now go directly to the active attorney. Grandpa and Dad were waiting until after our wedding to make the announcement."
"That's pretty brazen."
"That's when I stepped in. I reminded Alan there would be no marriage and even though I wasn't in New York, I continued with my work and stayed in contact with my clients. I also stated even if we were married, he'd never become a partner or even a lawyer for the firm."
"What did he do then?"
"He said he knew with his backing I could force compliance from Grandpa and Dad. Finally, Joseph said he'd already contacted the law review board and reported his behavior."
"So, he was going to bully you until he was made partner." After she nodded, he hugged her. "I'm sorry."
"I don't understand how I could be so stupid. Why didn't I see his motive? All the signs were there."
"The Ali I know always sees the good in people. The Alexandra I saw yesterday is an extremely tough lady. Rogers didn't know what hit him. Neither did Brown, for that matter. You really impressed Judge Pickett. When it came to Griffin, you wanted to see only good."
Alexandra leaned into his shoulder. "Probably. I pray I don't have to deal with him anymore."
"I hope you're right."
Their heads turned when Rosa called, "Cord, dinner will be ready in about thirty minutes."
Cordero chuckled. "Mom, I get the hint." He kissed Alexandra. "I think Mom really means I need to clean up before dinner."
"You're probably right, and I need to get inside and help."
"After dinner, want to go for a ride?"
"I'd like that."
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee. I also intentionally left off the trema or dieresis on naive. I didn't want Evil Eddie adding all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
| Author Notes |
WISHING YOU A HAPPY THANKSGIVING FILLED WITH FAMILY AND FRIENDS. PLEASE BE SAFE!!!!
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By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 41 days ago.
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Alexandra released a breath. "I'm kicking myself for being naive." When his eyebrows rose, she continued, "Alan was only interested in me because he felt I could influence Grandpa and Dad, so he'd become a partner in our law firm."
"Did Joseph have proof?"
"Joseph planned our zoom call a few minutes before Alan came for the meeting. He didn't know I was there. He told Joseph he'd been helping me with the account and now was doing most of the work. He wanted the monthly retainer to go directly to him.
"Joseph explained he was one of the original clients and no matter whom his lawyer was he always paid the firm. Alan explained since he'd be a new partner, and only related through marriage, they were changing the policy and the payment would now go directly to the active attorney. Grandpa and Dad were waiting until after our wedding to make the announcement."
"That's pretty brazen."
"That's when I stepped in. I reminded Alan there would be no marriage and even though I wasn't in New York, I continued with my work and stayed in contact with my clients. I also stated even if we were married, he'd never become a partner or even a lawyer for the firm."
"What did he do then?"
"He said he knew with his backing I could force compliance from Grandpa and Dad. Finally, Joseph said he'd already contacted the law review board and reported his behavior."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 23 B
Thursday afternoon Rosa and Alexandra picked garden green beans for canning. Just as they finished snapping them, Alexandra said, "Do you think Jim has a few minutes to get Dolly ready so I can ride?"
"I'm sure he does but stay around the house."
"I will. I'll run out and ask to have Dolly ready in, what thirty minutes? Think we'll have the jars in the pressure cooker by then?"
"Probably."
Alexandra went outside in search of Jim.
He was inside the barn and said he'd have Dolly ready. Alexandra went back inside.
*****
After the pressure cooker jangled and spouted steam, Rosa started the vacuum, and Alexandra went outside.
Jim had Dolly tied to the corral fence. Alexandra went inside the barn to thank him but couldn't find him. She paused a few minutes to visit with Bendecido and then Jewel before she headed toward Dolly.
As she petted the horse's neck, she turned when she heard a car coming down the lane. I wonder who that could be. I'd better wait. With all the noise inside, Rosa won't hear anything.
Alexandra studied the car as Alan stepped out. How'd he find me? What's he doing here? She headed toward the house.
Alan called, "Alexandra, wait. We need to talk. This silly disagreement has gone on way too long."
"I have nothing to say to you. Goodbye." She continued toward the house.
He stepped closer. "You've been here long enough. I'm bringing you home."
Alexandra glanced in his direction. "No." She backed away.
Alan slugged her.
The force caused her to stumble as the sting to her face caused her hand fly to it.
He said, "Now I have your attention, let's go."
"Leave!" She headed toward the barn. Jim!
Alan grabbed her arm and dragged her toward the car.
She yanked until her arm was free. "Leave!" She ran toward the barn.
He ran after her, grabbed a handful of her hair, and forced her toward him.
"Go!" She kicked his shin. He slugged her. She fell. Leaning over her, he repeatedly hit and kicked her. "So this is what you want. You're coming one way or the other. You aren't ruining my reputation."
Alexandra screamed, cried, and fought.
"There's nobody here." He sneered. "I saw your cowboy in town."
Jewel snorted, reared up, and pawed the fence.
Two barking German shepherds came running. As the dogs drew closer, they snarled. Otto stood over Alexandra as Alan ran toward the car with Kraus close behind. As Kraus bit his leg, Alan climbed inside. Tires kicked up gravel as he sped away.
Alexandra used Otto for help standing. The salty metallic taste of blood caused her to spit. She wiped her mouth. At least he's gone. But for how long? She hugged Otto. "Thank you." Klaus came to her, sniffed, and licked her. "Thank you. Did you get a piece of him? I was never so happy to see two dogs in my life."
She took deep breaths. Think. She glanced toward the barn. Jim's not around. Cord's doing veterinarian visits. I need water. If I go inside, Rosa will ask questions I'm not ready to answer. She saw Dolly and petted her neck. "Just a minute and we'll go on that ride. It'll help me think."
After she drank from the hose, she washed herself the best she could. Kraus and Otto watched.
Moving Dolly close to the fence, she used the bottom horizontal rail to lift herself on. My entire body's in pain. Once on Dolly, she headed down a path.
*****
When Cordero arrived home, Jim came from the barn. "Boss, Ali took off on Dolly. I'm not sure what happened but," he pointed at Kraus and Otto, "these two have been trying to tell me something. Jewel cut a front leg pawing the fence."
Removing his cowboy hat, Cordero ran his hand through his hair, and then replaced it. "How long she been gone?" He watched lightening on the horizon. "Dolly gets restless in storms."
Jim glanced at his watch. "I'm guessing about an hour. I told her stay by the house."
His jaw set, as he said, "Ali doesn't always listen." He glanced toward the clearing that Klaus and Otto ran toward. "That's probably her now."
When Dolly appeared without a rider, Jim said, "I'll saddle Chip. Do you want me to come along?"
"Dolly probably heard the thunder, got scared, and threw her. I wonder what else went on. Dad installed security cameras. Maybe they can help. As soon as you find something call." He, again, studied the sky. "This storm's going to be bad."
Cordero scanned the area. "Look around and see if you can find any clues." He exhaled loudly. "Why didn't she call? She's on foot."
As Cordero mounted, Jim held up Alexandra's phone. "This is why." He pointed. "Boss, there's blood."
Cordero tapped Chip's sides toward the clearing. Hopefully she's not far. He glanced at Klaus and Otto. "So, you two are coming. You're herding dogs, not scent hounds." After a moment, he said, "I'll accept any help. Maybe you like her jasmine perfume too. I should've invited Samson, he can always find her." He shook his head. When I find her, I'm giving her a piece of my mind. He paused. Who am I fooling? I'm going to hold and kiss her, and then chew her out.
Instead of starting slowly the rain pelleted. Cordero dismounted, removed a poncho from the saddle bag, and put it on. As he continued riding, he studied the dogs. "Sorry, I can't help you any more than I can help Ali." He continued down the path. Jim found blood. I know she's hurt, but don't know how bad. Dolly probably threw her. Now she's drenched.
He answered his phone. "What did you find?" After listening, he yelled, "Griffin beat her! Call Sam. I don't want him leaving town until I've dealt with him. I hope Ali brings charges."
Silence.
"Klaus bit Griffin. I'm glad you found a piece of fabric." Cordero shook his head. "Dad, tell Mom I'm glad she took pictures of the tire tracks before it started raining. Yes, her watching police shows helped. I'll call as soon as I know anything." He hung up. "First, I need to find her. I should've finished Griffin off when I had the chance."
The storm raged. After another thunder explosion, Cordero glanced up at the sky. Yeah, yeah, I know between the lightning and the wind, it's not safe, but I can't leave Ali out here.
Chip halted and turned his head toward Cordero.
"I know you're wet, but we have to find her." Cordero glanced ahead. "It's raining hard enough it's beginning to flood. Ali, where are you?" He closed his eyes.
Klaus and Otto ran ahead, barking.
Thank you, God.
Chip galloped after the dogs.
Almost one hundred yards down the path, Cordero caught up with the dogs. They had already snuggled next to Alexandra. With tears streaming down her cheeks, she cried, "Cord!" She pressed against a tree trunk to help herself stand.
He jumped off Chip, ran to her, and held her. He whispered, "You're safe," and kissed her, "I was scared."
Stepping back, he gave her a once over. "Let's get to safety." Watching her limp, he said, "Ankle or leg?"
"Ankle."
He carried her to Chip, put his poncho on her, and set her in the saddle. "Did Dolly throw you? Why'd she come back without you?"
"I got off because I had to use the bathroom. I tied her to a limb. I guess not tight enough. It thundered, and she took off."
He climbed behind her. "A city gal used the great outdoors for a bathroom. That's got to be a first." He leaned close, and she flinched. "I'm trying to block the rain." He motioned for Chip to walk. "I need to call home and let them know you're safe."
"I'm sorry I scared everybody."
"We'll discuss it later." Cordero waited until somebody answered. "Dad, I found Ali." He listened. "I'm not sure about her injuries. It's bad out here. It's starting to flash flood. We'll spend the night at my place. It's closer." He listened and then said, "Call Bob and tell him to expect us." Again silence. "I'm guessing we're twenty or thirty minutes away. I'll try to call when we get there, but I'm almost out of battery." Again, he listened. "I'll be careful and love you guys too."
The rest of the ride was silent.
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee. I also intentionally left off the trema or dieresis on naive. I didn't want Evil Eddie adding all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
| Author Notes |
AS WE CONTINUE THROUGH THE HOLIDAY SEASON, PLEASE BE SAFE!!!!
Thank you google images for an image of a man striking a woman. I hope I added enough of the previous post to help you understand today's post. This post is a little over 1400. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 41 days ago.
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"We'll discuss it later." Cordero waited until somebody answered. "Dad, I found Ali." He listened. "I'm not sure about her injuries. It's bad out here. It's starting to flash flood. We'll spend the night at my place. It's closer." He listened and then said, "Call Bob and tell him to expect us." Again silence. "I'm guessing we're twenty or thirty minutes away. I'll try to call when we get there, but I'm almost out of battery." Again, he listened. "I'll be careful and love you guys too."
The rest of the ride was silent.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 23 C
When Cordero and Alexandra arrived at his house, he dismounted Chip and lifted her to the ground. Again, she flinched.
Bob ran from the barn. "Boss, I hope you don't mind, but I started a fire and lit some lanterns. We've lost electricity. You two get inside. I'll take care of Chip."
Cordero nodded. "Thank you. Give Chip some extra feed." He glanced at his phone. "Can you call my parents? My battery's dead."
"Sure, Boss. Anything else you want?"
"Don't think so." He carried Alexandra inside and set her on his bed. He ran back to the door and yelled, "Bob, can you bring me my saddlebag?" After Bob handed it to him, he said, "Thanks. I need to check her injuries." He returned to the bedroom. "I need to..."
"I heard," she interrupted. "I'm fine, really. Besides you're a veterinarian. You work on animals. I'm human."
"Humans are animals." Cordero exhaled. "I noticed you've flinched when I've touched you. I doubt you find me repulsive, so it must mean you're in pain." He moved closer. "I've lost count of how many things I'm angry over. I'm doing my best to keep my temper under control."
Alexandra nodded. "I'm sorry."
"I know." He hesitated. "Your left eye's almost swollen shut." He examined her eye and then her lip. "Do you have any loose teeth?"
"No. Just a cut inside my mouth."
Cordero nodded, before he rechecked her eye. As he did, he placed his hand on the right side of her head. "You have a goose egg. At any time did you lose consciousness?"
"No."
Removing his stethoscope from the saddlebag, he put it around his neck. "I've noticed bruises on your arms. Exactly where do you hurt?"
His eyes closed when she answered, "Everywhere."
"Why didn't you call for help?"
"I tried. Jim wasn't in the barn. Rosa had the pressure cooker and vacuum on. You were in town. I don't know where Jorge was. It happened so fast I couldn't get to my phone." Alexandra felt her pockets. "I guess I lost it."
"Jim found it on the ground along with some blood." As he moved his hands across her shoulders, he said, "I'm checking for anything that might indicate additional problems. Please raise the back of your blouse. I need to check your back." He spent time checking her kidney area. "There's a large bruise here. Did he kick you?"
"Yes."
"I'll watch it tonight. As soon as we get home, you're visiting Dr. Barnes." He hesitated. "If I see anything more serious, we'll figure how to get you there tonight." After using the stethoscope and listening, he said, "Your breathing sounds normal."
He continued moving the stethoscope to various locations, before he said, "Lay back and raise your blouse. I need to listen to your heart."
Alexandra's eyes met his. "Cord, please, no."
"Only expose your stomach." After she did, he checked the knife wound. "It looks like he missed this area." He spent a lot of time on the ribs. "They're badly bruised. I'm pretty sure none are broken, but a couple could be fractured. Just in case you'll need to be careful."
"I doubt I have a choice."
"You're right. I'm checking your spleen." He pressed on different areas of her stomach. "I'm pulling down your jeans, just a little." Again, he pressed areas as he examined them. "You can lower your blouse." He moved to her ankle. "What happened here?"
"When I was hit, I fell and twisted it. It wasn't very bad, until I got off of Dolly. I stumbled and made it worse."
"You can say when your ex hit you. I already know it was him."
"Cord?"
"We'll talk later." He pointed to the dresser and then the closet. "Help yourself to dry clothes. I have nothing to hide so search until you find something that'll work. I know everything's too big but do the best you can. The electricity's out so I can't use the dryer. Hang the wet clothes wherever you can."
Alexandra watched him leave.
Over his shoulder, Cordero said, "When you're dressed, holler and I'll carry you to the living room. It's warmer. I don't want weight on that ankle. I'll try to find something to eat."
*****
When Alexandra called, Cordero gave her a once over, as she said, "I hope this is okay."
"It is." Cordero set her on the couch, went to the kitchen, and then handed her a plate. "It's the best I could do without electricity."
She accepted the plate. "Thank you. I'm sure it's fine. I'm not really hungry."
"I'm sure that's true with everything you went through. Try to eat something." Cordero put another log on the fire. "I moved the couch closer to the fireplace. It should help you warm up. I'm going to change." He turned and left.
"Cord?"
"Ali, I'm cold and wet."
After Cordero changed, he walked into the room. Without saying anything he went to the freezer and returned with three bags of frozen vegetables. "Put one on your eye, and two around your ankle." After she did, he went into another room. When he heard her groan, he turned. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Coming to you?"
"Why? I don't want you putting weight on that ankle." He helped her back to the couch.
"You're not talking and it's scaring me."
"I'm sorry. You're right we need to talk, but I'm trying to sort my emotions." After releasing a deep breath, Cordero sat beside her. "We'll talk."
She adjusted herself on the couch, so they faced each other.
He moved a chair closer and placed a couch pillow on it. "Your foot needs to be elevated." He replaced the frozen bags around her ankle. "I'm going to ask questions and I need you to be one hundred percent honest with me."
"I've always told you the truth."
"True, but there are certain areas of your life you've avoided talking about." As Alexandra swallowed and nodded, Cordero continued, "This isn't the first time Griffin's hit you, is it?" When she studied her ankle, he put his hand under her chin and raised her head, so their eyes met. "He's hit you before, right? That's why you were scared and left New York."
"Yes," she whispered.
"Why'd you remain in that relationship? Why didn't anybody notice? One look and I can see the bruises. Why didn't you tell your parents or bring charges? You're a lawyer."
Alexandra remained silent.
Cordero stood. "I guess you aren't ready to talk."
She reached up and took his hand. "I am. It's just hard."
He sat beside her. "I'll be patient."
After exhaling a deep breath, Alexandra said, "The easy one first. Nobody saw the bruises. He knew where to hit so they wouldn't show."
Holding her hand, he said, "Continue."
"Why I didn't tell my parents and why I stayed have pretty much the same answer. The abuse started gradually. He'd apologize and promise it wouldn't happen again. By the time it became serious, I was convinced I'd provoked it. It was my fault. I was too ashamed and embarrassed to tell anybody. By the end, it was too dangerous to leave. He'd threatened what he'd do if I did."
As tears streamed down Alexandra's cheeks, Cordero leaned over. "There aren't many places to kiss that aren't bruised." He kissed her right cheek. "Why was he here? What did he want?"
"He wanted to bring me back to New York. He said something about me ruining his reputation. I'm guessing he wanted me to fix things with Joseph and the law review board."
"How did he find you?"
"That I don't know."
"Now for what you could've done something about." Cordero hesitated. "I'm glad you enjoy riding. I want you to ride. But you're a new rider and don't have many skills. Jim said he told you to remain by the house. Is that right?"
"It is and so did your mom."
"You didn't listen to anybody and left the area. Why? Better yet, why didn't you go in the house? Mom would've helped. I thought you two got along."
"I love your mom like an aunt." When his eyes widened, she exhaled. "It's the same reason I didn't tell my parents. I was ashamed."
"I have another question. I don't want a quick answer." After she nodded, he asked, "Do you trust me?"
Alexandra studied his eyes before she said, "I do. I trust you with my life."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." Alexandra leaned against him and flinched. As Cordero stood, she said, "I need to know we're okay."
He leaned over and kissed her. "Yes, we're good. The reason I asked about trust is because I'm getting you something for the pain. It's herbal and will make you sleepy. I don't want you to think I'm taking advantage of the situation."
"I know you wouldn't do that."
*****
When Cordero returned, he handed Alexandra a cup of tea. "This is wild lettuce tea. It's not addictive. I promise it'll help you sleep and relieve your pain. It could cause vivid dreams."
"I've never heard of it. It's safe?"
"Yes. Mom gave it to me after some rodeo accidents." When she looked at him over the cup, he said, "I won't make you drink it. I've used it and know it'll help."
As Alexandra sipped, Cordero sat beside her. "I'll be right here." He kissed the top of her head. "Dad watched the video of what happened. He said Klaus and Otto came to your rescue."
She had almost finished the tea. "They did. I don't know what would've happened if they didn't." She yawned and cuddled into his chest.
Cordero reached over and grabbed an afghan and covered her. "Getting sleepy?" After Alexandra nodded, he said, "Good. I'm going to check the kidney area again and listen to your breathing."
He made sure her lower area was covered before he lifted her blouse. After feeling her lower back, he used the stethoscope and listened. She should be all right.
Before long she was sound asleep.
A little later, when Cordero heard the door open, he grabbed his gun. "Don't scare me like that. You almost got yourself shot."
Bob entered. "I wanted to make sure you guys are okay before I shut everything down." He studied Alexandra. "He did a number on her. I'm surprised she's sleeping so soundly. She's got to be in pain."
"She is. I used some of Mom's wild lettuce tea. Could you get a pillow from the bedroom? I'm stuck and don't want to disturb her."
"Sure, Boss." When Bob returned, he asked, "What you want me to do with it?"
"When I get up, help me slip it under Ali's head."
After Cordero was up and Alexandra was stretched out on the couch, he covered her.
Bob watched him get a sleeping bag from the closet. "Why aren't you using your perfectly good bed?"
"It's cold in there, and the fireplace is keeping this room warm." Cordero studied Alexandra. "I know I could use blankets, but I don't want to move her more than necessary. There could be internal injuries. I need to be by her in case she needs me."
"I don't know her as well as Jim does, but he says she's just as sweet as she is beautiful."
"That she is. That's how she got messed up with this asshole."
Bob turned toward the door. "If you need anything, I'll be in the bunkhouse." He faced Cordero. "I figure we'll put Chip in a trailer, and I'll take you back to the main house in the morning, right?"
"Sounds like you have everything worked out. Klaus and Otto can ride in the pickup bed. 'Night. I'll see you then."
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee. I also intentionally left off the trema or dieresis on naive. I didn't want Evil Eddie adding all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
~~~~~~
~~~~
Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
| Author Notes |
AS WE CONTINUE THROUGH THE HOLIDAY SEASON, PLEASE BE SAFE!!!!
Last night my father-in-law was taken off life support. My husband is going to Texarkana,/Atlanta, Texas today for a few days and attempt to settle the funeral arrangements. Should know more in a few days. UPDATE!!!!!! It seems somewhere around 2:00 this morning, John came out of his coma, that we were told he'd never come out of and started asking questions. We're not sure what's going on. Hope we get some answers soon. Thank you google images for an image of instance of domestic abuse in the US. It's not only women that are abused, men are abused also. This post is a little under 2000. Sorry for the length. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 42 days ago.
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Bob entered. "I wanted to make sure you guys are okay before I shut everything down." He studied Alexandra. "He did a number on her. I'm surprised she's sleeping so soundly. She's got to be in pain."
"She is. I used some of Mom's wild lettuce tea. Could you get a pillow from the bedroom? I'm stuck and don't want to disturb her."
"Sure, Boss." When Bob returned, he asked, "What you want me to do with it?"
"When I get up, help me slip it under Ali's head."
After Cordero was up and Alexandra was stretched out on the couch, he covered her.
Bob watched him get a sleeping bag from the closet. "Why aren't you using your perfectly good bed?"
"It's cold in there, and the fireplace is keeping this room warm." Cordero studied Alexandra. "I know I could use blankets, but I don't want to move her more than necessary. There could be internal injuries. I need to be by her in case she needs me."
"I don't know her as well as Jim does, but he says she's just as sweet as she is beautiful."
"That she is. That's how she got messed up with this asshole."
Bob turned toward the door. "If you need anything, I'll be in the bunkhouse." He faced Cordero. "I figure we'll put Chip in a trailer, and I'll take you back to the main house in the morning, right?"
"Sounds like you have everything worked out. Klaus and Otto can ride in the pickup bed. 'Night. I'll see you then."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 24 A
Early Friday morning sun lit the sky, as Alexandra called, "Cord?"
He touched her arm. "I'm here. How you feeling?"
"About the same."
Picking up his stethoscope, he said, "I want to check your breathing and the kidney bruise."
"Can it wait until I see the doctor?"
"I prefer not to." When her eyes widened, he added, "It'll determine how fast we get to the doc. How'd you sleep last night?"
"Okay. I only woke up once." Her eyes met his. "You were here. Did you get any sleep?"
"Some. I needed to make sure you were all right."
"Thank you."
Cordero pecked her cheek. "I can't wait until your lip heals so I can properly kiss you." He continued checking the kidney area and listening to her lungs. When he finished, he carried her to the bathroom. "We still don't have electricity. After washing up, I'm sure you'll feel better. When you're finished, holler."
*****
Cordero went into the living room and picked up the blankets and pillows. After knocking on the door and hearing a 'come in', Bob walked in. "'Morning, Boss. How's our patient?"
"About the same." He eyed what Bob held. "What's that?"
"I fixed breakfast. I figured you didn't have any decent food. It's not as good as your mom's but it's edible." He uncovered fried eggs, sausage, and toast. "I figured you had coffee."
"As long as there's a fire in the fireplace, I do. Thank you, you didn't need to do this."
"Just trying to help." His head turned when he heard Alexandra call out.
Cordero headed toward the bathroom. "I'll be right back."
Carrying Alexandra into the living room Cordero set her on the couch and moved the chair and pillow so she could elevate her ankle. "Bob made breakfast."
Alexandra smiled. "Thank you." She tilted her head. "How'd you do it without electricity?"
"On the fireplace. It's almost like a cattle drive."
"You cowboys amaze me. You have many talents."
Pink touched Bob's ears. "Thank you, Ma'am."
After eating and cleaning up, they were ready to leave. Cordero carried Alexandra to Bob's pickup and placed a pillow behind her, as she sat sideways, and he put a smaller pillow on the seat, so her ankle was elevated. Klaus and Otto rode in the pickup's bed. Chip rode in a trailer.
The lane to the main road was long and bumpy. Bob glanced at Alexandra through the rearview mirror. "Sorry about the jostling. I know it can't be comfortable. Last night's rain washed out the lane."
"It's fine."
Cordero exhaled. "As soon as it dries enough, see to it these holes are fixed."
"Sure will, Boss." Bob chuckled. "I think that might be an area Gary can excel at."
"He's still screwing up?"
"Let's just say he doesn't fully understand the cowboy code, but he's learning."
"Are there certain rules for being a cowboy?" asked Alexandra.
Cordero faced Bob. "I guess we'd better educate the lady." He held up his index finger. "First rule, have pride in your work and finish what you start." Second one went up. "Be tough, but fair." He hesitated.
"Are there more?" asked Alexandra.
"Oh yes." Cordero cocked his head. "Ali, you might like this one. Talk less and say more."
Bob said, "How about remove your gun before sitting at the dining table?"
Cordero grinned. "Mom's a stickler for that one, along with not wearing your cowboy hat inside."
"She sure is," said Bob.
Turning toward Alexandra, Cordero said, "Another one Mom strictly enforces is cuss all you want but only around men, horses, and cows."
Bob chuckled. "I remember one time Jim forgot that. I thought she was going to take a switch to him."
Cordero agreed, "If Dad wouldn't have stepped in, she might've." He paused. "An important one is to know where to draw the line." Grinning he added, "Basically follow the Golden Rule and the Ten Commandments."
Alexandra's eyes twinkled. "So being a cowboy's serious business."
Again, Bob looked at her through the rearview mirror. "It is and in today's society we're a dying breed."
"I hope not. I'm impressed with these cowboy types."
Cordero turned and winked at her. "You don't say?"
Her cheeks went from pink to bright red."
Both men chuckled.
Once arriving at the main road, it only took minutes until they followed the lane to the house. After Bob parked, Cordero helped Alexandra and carried her inside. He set her on the couch. Bob and Jim took care of Chip.
Rosa immediately hugged her. "Sweetheart, why didn't you come inside? I would've taken you to the doctor." Tears filled her eyes. "I thought you were comfortable here."
Moisture welled in Alexandra's eyes. "I am. I love it here. You and Jorge are like family." She took a deep breath. "Mom and Dad weren't aware of the abuse either. I kept it hidden. I was too ashamed to say anything. Tonight I need to make a call."
Jorge walked over and kissed her cheek. "You scared us."
She swallowed. "I'm sorry."
Nodding toward his parents, Cordero said, "I'll help Ali to her room. Once she cleans up and changes, we need to leave."
*****
After Alexandra showered and changed, she called for Cordero.
As he carried her outside, Jorge, Jim, and Bob walked to him. Jorge said, "We're escorting you."
Shaking his head, Cordero said, "Dad, I can take her to the doctor and talk with Sam by myself."
Jim placed his hand on his holster. "Boss, we know you can, but we want to make sure nothing happens."
"You guys look like we're headed to the Okay Corral."
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee. I also intentionally left off the trema or dieresis on naive. I didn't want Evil Eddie adding all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
| Author Notes |
AS WE GET CLOSER TO CHRISTMAS, PLEASE CONTINUE TO BE SAFE!!!!
My father-in-law, John passed away early Tuesday morning. Our youngest son, Steven is arriving here today, and we'll leave tomorrow for St. Louis, MO. Andrew, our third son, lives there with his family. We'll stay with them and go back and forth to Illinios. The funeral is Wednesday in Pittsfield, Il. We'll return home Saturday. We're old. It takes us two days to drive to St. Louis. Even though we'll have three capable drivers in the car, my husband won't allow anybody else to drive. LOL I probably won't get as much reviewing done. Sorry if I miss your post. If we get home, Saturday, I should be able to post on Sunday. Thank you google images for an image of the numbers of domestic abuse in the US. It's not only women that are abused, men are abused also. This post is a little under 1000. Sorry for the length. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 42 days ago.
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As he carried her outside, Jorge, Jim, and Bob walked to him. Jorge said, "We're escorting you."
Shaking his head, Cordero said, "Dad, I can take her to the doctor and talk with Sam by myself."
Jim placed his hand on his holster. "Boss, we know you can, but we want to make sure nothing happens."
"You guys look like we're headed to the O.K. Corral."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 24 B
As Cordero drove into town, Jorge said, "Sam arrested Griffin last night. This morning after Ali signs the paperwork he's supposed to be arraigned."
Alexandra asked, "What are the charges?"
Turning toward her, Jorge said, "My guess; that depends on you."
Cordero checked his rearview mirror at his buddy's pickup following. "I can't believe Jim and Bob thought they needed to come along."
Jorge grinned. "They're worried too."
"Ali, Doctor or Sam first?" asked Cordero.
"Doctor, because after I sign the papers, Alan will be arraigned. I'm sure he'll make bail. He'll spend more time in jail if I go to the doctor first."
Cordero chuckled. "It works for me."
After parking in front of Dr. Barnes' office, Cordero carried Alexandra inside. Jorge, Jim, and Bob followed.
Jorge offered his hand. "Bart, how you doing?"
"Great." Dr. Barnes studied Alexandra as he opened the door to an examination room. "I heard what happened. I wondered when you'd show up. Cord, set her in here."
After Cordero explained what he'd observed and had done, he left the room.
Almost an hour later, Dr. Barnes opened the door. "She's ready. Cord, you did a good job taking care of her. Her bottom rib has a slight fracture. I want limited activity and no weight on that ankle. She had on a removeable walking boot. Bring her back in two weeks, and we'll see how she's healing." He handed Jorge a pill bottle. "Something for the pain."
The doctor faced Alexandra. "Would you do me a favor?" After she nodded, he said, "Try to remain uninjured for at least a month."
Alexandra looked away. "I'll do my best."
"I'm sure that's the best answer you have. Cord, she's ready for Sam's. I understand she has some charges to bring against the jerk who did this." Dr. Barnes paused. "Alexandra, would you like some crutches?"
All four men yelled, "No!"
Jorge spoke up, "She'll fall and break something."
Bart's eyebrows rose. "You're right."
Alexandra crossed her arms over her chest. "I doubt that's a fair assessment."
Cordero lifted her. "Come on; admit you like being carried." He grinned. "At least I'm enjoying it."
She leaned her head against his chest. "I guess it does have advantages."
*****
The three men followed Cordero and Alexandra. Inside Sheriff Baily's office, Cordero set Alexandra in a chair in front of Sam's desk. Sam studied her. "Griffin did a number on you. Jorge showed me the security tapes. That's why I arrested him. Ready to press charges?"
"I am, but I understand assault and battery laws differ from state to state. I'm not sure what the laws are here."
"I feel Griffin committed third degree felony assault. The reason I say this, he committed bodily harm and from the video it appeared he attempted kidnapping. He tried to force you to go with him, correct?" When she nodded, he continued, "Since you used to be engaged, it's also domestic violence. This carries a maximum penalty of ten years in prison and a fine of $10,000."
Alexandra reached for Cordero's hand. "I'm ready to move forward."
Sam handed her the papers and a pen. "Sign and date here." After the papers were signed, he said, "Griffin will be arraigned later today."
"Any idea what bail will be set at?" asked Alexandra.
"You've impressed Sean, so I think he'll go for $8,000. He can't go any higher."
After releasing a deep breath, Alexandra said, "He can afford that."
Cordero knelt in front of her and took Alexandra's hands in his, as his eyes met hers. "I'm promising he won't get anywhere near you."
She nodded. "I know, but I don't want you ending up in jail."
Jim tilted his head. "Boss, she has a point."
Jorge stepped forward. "It'll be our job to make sure that doesn't happen."
Bob and Jim nodded understanding.
"Can you tell us when he's released?" asked Alexandra.
Sam nodded. "I'll call Jorge."
*****
When they arrived at the ranch, Cordero carried Alexandra inside. Rosa had lunch almost ready. While they ate, they filled in Rosa on what the doctor had said and how everything went with Sam.
As they finished eating and talking, Jorge's phone rang. "It's Sam." He listened, thanked him, and then said, "Griffin's out on bail. Judge Pickett warned him to stay away, but..."
Tears welled in Alexandra's eyes. "He won't. I shouldn't have pressed charges. He'll be more dangerous. Now I've put you in danger." She stood. "I need to leave."
Jorge stood in front of her. "You're not going anywhere." After she sat, he continued, "Boys, we need to figure out how to get work done and protect this lady."
Rosa walked over to a closet and removed her shotgun and ammunition. "Ali, I'll do my part."
"Bob and Cord, take care of what needs to be done around the ranch. Jim and I'll work around here."
Cordero's eyes met Jorge's. "Dad?"
"Hijo." He glanced around the room. "Sorry. Son, I know you want to stay close to Ali, but you get more work done than me. Jim's used to working around here, so he's the logical person. I can help him but mainly keep an eye on the house. Bob, your job is to keep Cord out of trouble." He grinned. "You actually have the hardest job."
Bob chuckled. "You're right, Boss."
Rosa laid her hand on Cordero's. "You know your dad's right."
Jim stood. "It's time to get busy."
Everyone headed toward the door, as Rosa said, "I'd better get busy on these dishes."
Alexandra stood. "I'll help."
Cordero faced her. "What do you think you're doing?" Before she could answer, he added, "Did you forget what the doc said?"
She sat. "I guess I'm not helping."
Rosa smiled. "I think you're right. Cord, move her closer to the kitchen. We can still talk."
After exhaling, Alexandra said, "I can't sit here all day. What if I need to use the bathroom?"
"Good question." Cordero glanced toward the back of the house. "I guess you'll need to call Jim."
"No! That's not happening. I'm not asking a total stranger to carry me to the bathroom. No way." She hesitated, "Sorry, Jim but...."
"I understand," interrupted Jim, grinning.
"Cord, go on," interrupted Rosa. "We'll work something out. I promise."
The afternoon continued without incident. Rosa and Alexandra worked together to get Alexandra to different areas around the house.
*****
A few minutes before dinner, Cordero came in and kissed Alexandra's cheek. "How'd your day go?"
"Good. Your mom and I work well together."
He kissed his mom's cheek. "Glad to hear it. Mom, do I have time to cleanup before dinner?"
"If you hurry." Rosa watched her son walk away. "He's one of the good guys."
Alexandra nodded. "You're right."
*****
After dinner, Alexandra exhaled. "I need to set up a Zoom meeting with my parents."
Cordero placed his hand over hers. "You want privacy?"
She gulped. "Would you all stay?"
Jorge handed her Rosa's laptop. "We're here for you. Set it up."
Alexandra texted her mom and told her to have her dad and grandpa present because she needed to talk with them together.
One look at her daughter's face, Tonia cried, "Ali, what happened?"
Once Alexandra explained the attack, Brent said, "So Griffin's out on bail?"
Jorge said, "Yes. We're ready in case he tries something. Ali won't be alone and is well protected."
"Thank you."
Tears welled in George's eyes. "Pumpkin, why didn't you tell us? I would've..."
"That's part of the reason I didn't say anything," interrupted Alexandra. "I was afraid of what you and Daddy would do. Grandpa, I was so embarrassed."
Tonia put her hands together as if in prayer and brought them to her lips. "It's water under the bridge. We'll go from here."
"Who's the judge there?" asked Brent.
"Judge Sean Pickett. He's no nonsense and old school. I've heard he's been impressed with Ali," replied Jorge.
"Good. I'll contact him. I understand cases come to trial faster there than they do here. Keep me posted."
"Will do. I expect it in the middle of the week."
After the goodbyes and I love yous ended, Alexandra took a deep breath.
Cordero sat beside her and held her hand. "You okay?"
"I am. I'm glad it's over. I'm relieved."
"Your parents love you."
"I know." She leaned into his shoulder. "Can we star watch?"
"Thought you'd never ask. With or without ice cream?"
"How about without right now, maybe later with?"
Cordero lifted her. "Sounds good." He carried her to the enclosed porch and set her down.
*****
In the middle of the night, Alexandra hobbled to and knocked on Cordero's door. "Cord! Cord!"
He opened it. "What's wrong?"
"I've got a feeling something bad's going to happen. Really bad."
"Maybe it's already happened. I think you being beaten is really bad." He lifted her. "Let's get you back to bed."
"It's not that. It's something else."
He set her on her bed and then checked out the windows. "I don't see anything. Try to get some sleep." He leaned over and kissed her. "I'll stay a while and make sure you're safe."
She took his hand. "Thank you."
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee. I also intentionally left off the trema or dieresis on naive. I didn't want Evil Eddie adding all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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Hola is Spanish for hello
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
| Author Notes |
Yes, I'm home. It's one week before Christmas. I want to wish you and your family a blessed Christmas Holiday filled with love and family.
Since next Sunday is Christmas, I'll probably post Monday morning. If everything goes as planned, the final post of this novel will be February 19th. Thank you google images for an image of a couple enjoying the stars. This post is a little over 1500 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 43 days ago.
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In the middle of the night, Alexandra hobbled to and knocked on Cordero's door. "Cord! Cord!"
He opened it. "What's wrong?"
"I've got a feeling something bad's going to happen. Really bad."
"Maybe it's already happened. I think you being beaten is really bad." He lifted her. "Let's get you back to bed."
"It's not that. It's something else."
He set her on her bed and then checked out the windows. "I don't see anything. Try to get some sleep." He leaned over and kissed her. "I'll stay a while and make sure you're safe."
She took his hand. "Thank you."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 25 A
Cordero had fallen into a restless sleep sitting beside Alexandra. Klaus and Otto barking woke him up. He glanced out the window and saw flames dancing from the barn. "Fire!"
Rushing from Alexandra's bedroom, he yelled. "Fire! Fire! Fire!"
Jorge came from his room. "Cord?"
Stopping by the door, Cordero slipped on some old boots. "The barn's on fire!"
Both Jorge and Rosa followed Cordero outside.
Jim led one horse at a time to safety. Cordero and Jorge grabbed water hoses and attempted to fight the blaze.
Rosa called the volunteer fire department before she helped the men.
*****
The commotion woke Alexandra. Through the window she saw the menacing blazes and jumped out of bed. She hobbled outside and noticed Jim led a blindfolded horse from the barn. Cord said brushing helps calm them. I need a brush. She limped inside and grabbed her brush. It'll have to do.
The horses had gathered at the far back corner of the corral. Alexandra went to them and did a head count. The youngest foal was missing. He's only a week old. She shuffled inside the barn's back door, fought the smoke, and found the foal. Violently coughing she attempted to carry it. He's too heavy.
A fireman came up to her. "Lady, you need to get out."
"I'm not leaving the baby." The cough continued.
He picked-up the foal. "Get!"
Alexandra followed him to the other horses and coughed.
After the firefighter left, she brushed the horses. The others battled the fire.
*****
Hours later everyone stood around and watched the smoldering wood.
A firefighter, LeRoy walked up to Cordero and Jorge. "Do either of you know a young lady? I chased one from the back of the barn trying to carry a foal." After he thought for a moment, he added, "She had a nasty limp."
Cordero yelled, "Ali! Do you know where she went?"
LeRoy pointed toward the horses. "I carried the foal over there. She followed."
Cordero ran toward her.
Another fireman, Henry said, "Cord, there's a lady on the ground. I tried to help but two horses tried to attack me. I had to back off and came looking for you."
After acknowledging what Henry had said, Cordero walked. Jewel and Chip are upset. He took a deep breath. I need to remain calm.
He got closer and spoke softly, "Chip. How you doing, buddy?" He petted the horse's neck. "Good boy."
Chip neighed.
"Where's Ali?"
Jewel, with ears laid back, glared at Cordero.
He held out his hand and whispered, "Jewel, it's me. I'm looking for Ali."
"Cord?"
"Ali, where are you?"
"Behind the horses. Hershey's frightened."
Walking between the horses, he asked, "Who's Hershey?"
As Cordero knelt beside her, she said, "This foal. He didn't have a name."
Gulping he asked, "What are you doing?"
She held up the brush. "Trying to help by taking care of the horses."
He glanced at her ankle and pointed. "The swelling's worse and so is the bruising. You're not wearing the boot."
As he helped her up, she said, "But..."
"But nothing," interrupted Cordero. He faced the barn and yelled, "Jim, over here."
Cordero lifted Alexandra as he waited for Jim. "I need to take her inside. Can you check the horses?"
"Sure, Boss." Jim studied Alexandra.
As he left, Cordero said, "I'll tell Dad where I'm going." He shook his head. "You didn't listen to one word the doc said. You didn't even make it one day."
Alexandra rose a little and kissed him.
Cordero chuckled. "As nice as that was, it's not going to get you out of trouble."
Inside the house, he took her to the bathroom in her room. "Clean up. I'll
hand you clean clothes and then be right back." After he handed them to her, he said, "Don't do any more walking. I'll get some ice and tea."
"Yes, Sir."
He grinned. "Obedient you're not." As he left, he said over his shoulder. "I don't expect you to be."
"Good."
*****
Cordero cleaned up, before he made the tea and got two bags of ice. On his way to Alexandra's room, he stopped by the den where numerous men watched security tapes. Jorge nodded at his son. "Griffin set the fire."
Sam glanced at his watch. "I've called ahead. Kent's arresting him as we speak. This time he won't be eligible for bail."
Bart eyed the contents in Cordero's hands. "Our patient didn't listen, did she?"
"Afraid not. Her ankle's in bad shape."
"Let me talk with her."
Cordero glanced toward the hallway. "Give me about five minutes to make sure she's decent."
As he entered the room, he set the ice and tea on a nightstand. "Ali, are you ready for your ride to bed?"
"I've got a problem."
"What?"
She opened the door and pointed at her thigh-length night shirt. "This. If you carry me, it'll creep up and I don't have anything under it. You'll be touching more than..."
"I get the picture," interrupted Cordero. "Any suggestions?"
"In the bottom drawer are shorts."
He walked over and removed a pair. "Here."
She shut the door. After a few groans and ouches, she opened the door. "I'm ready."
"You all right? It sounded dangerous in there."
"It's difficult putting on clothes when you can't put weight on your foot. It's sore enough to remind me not to stand on it."
"I would've helped." After she glared, he added, "Bad idea."
As he set her on the bed and covered her, there was a knock on the door.
Alexandra studied Cordero's eyes. "Who's that?"
"I'm guessing Dr. Barnes."
"You called him?"
"Alexandra, I'm coming in," said Bart as he entered followed by Jorge and Sam. "No, Cord didn't call me. I was helping fight the fire and heard a rumor you didn't follow any of the instructions I gave you this morning, to include not wearing the walking boot." He glanced at his watch. "Well, yesterday." He studied her ankle. "I had to see for myself. The rumor's true. Your ankle's worse. I need to check your bottom rib too." He slightly raised the night shirt. "I'd need an x-ray for sure, but it doesn't appear any worse."
When she started to speak, the doctor held up his hand. "I don't want any excuses. I'll be here tomorrow helping with clean up and rebuilding. I'll check on you often. I'd better see you in this bed each time I come in. If not, I'll put your butt in the hospital. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Sir." As he turned to leave, Alexandra asked, "Sheriff Baily, do they know how the fire started?"
Sam nodded. "It's arson." He glanced away for a moment and then his eyes met hers. "Griffin. My deputy arrested him. He'll remain in jail this time."
Tears streamed down her cheeks. "I'm sorry I brought all this on your family." Alexandra started to get out of bed. "I need to leave."
Bart walked over. "I guess you'd prefer the hospital." He removed his phone. "I'll arrange it right now."
Her tears continued down her cheeks. "No. I can't stay here. Look at the problems I've caused."
Jorge walked over and held her. "Querida, you did nothing wrong. It was Griffin."
"I brought him here."
"It's not your fault. You're staying here."
Holding up his phone, Bart said, "Do I need to make that call?"
Tears streamed heavier down her cheeks. "No. I'll stay."
"Good. I need to get home." He nodded toward Cordero, as he turned to leave.
As they left, Sam said, "You were pretty hard on her."
Bart nodded. "Have you forgotten I raised five stubborn daughters?"
"No. I married one of them."
Jorge shook his head. "I'm glad I had a son." He glanced back at his son. "I'll shut the door."
Cordero walked to him. "Dad, I'm staying with Ali tonight."
"You're an adult. I trust your judgement."
"Thank you." Cordero sat on the bed beside Alexandra. "How you doing?"
"Horrible."
He handed her the cup. "I made some wild lettuce tea." As she took a sip, he made sure the ice packs surrounded her ankle.
Silence filled the room as she sipped tea. Cordero removed his boots and went to the window and stared out.
After a few moments, he sat on the edge of the bed. "You almost finished?" After she nodded, he said, "I thought you might need me tonight."
"I heard you tell your dad."
"Any thoughts?"
Again, tears dripped from her eyes. "You don't hate me?"
"My feelings for you are the complete opposite."
"But..."
"But nothing," he interrupted. He took the empty cup, adjusted her pillow, and turned the light low. "Goodnight." After she was asleep, he went to the other side of the bed and lay down.
A few moments later there was a knock on the door. "Mi hijo?"
"Dad?"
Jorge walked in. "Here's a blanket."
"What?"
"I knew you wouldn't be under the covers, so thought you'd get cold." When Cordero's eyes widened, Jorge continued, "I know how much you care and respect her."
"Thanks."
"De nada." Jorge shut the door.
*****
A few hours later, Alexandra called out, "Cord?"
He kissed her forehead. "I'm right here."
She laid her head on his chest and went back to sleep.
Again, he kissed her as his arm went around her. I could get used to this. He exhaled. No. I can't. She'll go back to New York.
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee. I also intentionally left off the trema or dieresis on naive. I didn't want Evil Eddie adding all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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Hola is Spanish for hello.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Querido is Spanish for dear or sweetheart.
De nada is Spanish for no problem or you're welcome.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
| Author Notes |
I hope you had a wonderful Christmas filled with family, friends, and Christmas wishes.
Since next Sunday is New Year's Day, I'll probably post Monday morning, but might Sunday. If everything goes as planned, the final post of this novel will be February 19th. Thank you google images for an image of a horse being led from a burning barn. This post is a little over 1500 words. One of my special reviewers pointed out the doctor would've prescribed a removeable boot for Alexandra's ankle and this reviewer was correct. I went back and added it to that post. Mention of it is in this post as well. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 43 days ago.
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After a few moments, he sat on the edge of the bed. "You almost finished?" After she nodded, he said, "I thought you might need me tonight."
"I heard you tell your dad."
"Any thoughts?"
Again, tears dripped from her eyes. "You don't hate me?"
"My feelings for you are the complete opposite."
"But..."
"But nothing," he interrupted. He took the empty cup, adjusted her pillow, and turned the light low. "Goodnight." After she was asleep, he went to the other side of the bed and lay down.
A few moments later there was a knock on the door. "Mi hijo?"
"Dad?"
Jorge walked in. "Here's a blanket."
"What?"
"I knew you wouldn't be under the covers, so thought you'd get cold." When Cordero's eyes widened, Jorge continued, "I know how much you care and respect her."
"Thanks."
"De nada." Jorge shut the door.
*****
A few hours later, Alexandra called out, "Cord?"
He kissed her forehead. "I'm right here."
She laid her head on his chest and went back to sleep.
Again, he kissed her as his arm went around her. I could get used to this. He exhaled. No. I can't. She'll go back to New York.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 25 B
Saturday morning light showed through the windows. Cordero glanced at Alexandra with her head still on his chest. She needs sleep, but I need to get going. He crept from the bed and searched the room for some paper.
After writing a brief message, he went to shower and change. On the way to breakfast, he stood in Alexandra's doorway and overheard crying as she spoke with her mom. He started to enter but stopped. This isn't good. He exhaled and left.
In the kitchen Cordero said, "Mom, Ali's talking with Tonia. There's a lot of guilty crying. I don't think she needs me. I think she needs another woman."
Rosa set her hot pad on the counter. "I'm on my way. Can you finish breakfast?"
"Sure. Good luck."
*****
When Rosa returned, she fixed a plate and handed it to Cordero. "Take Ali her breakfast."
"Do you think she's ready?"
"Tonia and I did the best we could. It's your turn." When his eyebrows crunched together, she added, "Just speak from the heart."
Cordero hesitated at the door before he knocked. "Ali, I have breakfast." She acknowledged him, and he took deep breaths before he entered. "Here."
"Where's yours?"
"I ate while Mom was in here. How you doing?"
"Lousy."
"Want to discuss it?" After she shook her head, he asked, "Why not?"
"It'll hurt too much knowing you hate me or at a minimum how angry you are."
"Why would I hate or be angry with you?"
Alexandra avoided eye contact. "I understand how much you love the ranch and the animals. Because of me your barn was set on fire and the horses put at risk. It could've easily spread, and lives would've been at stake. I'm a horrible person."
Cordero sat on the edge of the bed and kissed her forehead. "I've gotten to know this very intelligent and tenacious lady." He grinned at her frown. "I see you need convincing. You have this huge heart. The empathy you showed Amy was amazing."
"Or how much of a big baby I am, and you were gracious enough to put up with me."
"There were tears because you hated seeing Amy's dreams disappear because of Rogers. After you finished empathizing, you found a way to help her and followed through." When she started to speak, he held up his hand. "I know the child support isn't finalized, but I'm sure it will be. I witnessed you fight for the other ladies' rights. I, also, know you're not going to stop until Lisa's taken care of."
"Because of my poor judgement of character, I put you and your parents at risk."
"Only because you have a huge heart and believe there's good in everybody. I admire that. My life's better because you're in it." He leaned over and kissed her forehead, again.
"Cord?" After he nodded, she said, "I could use a real kiss."
He leaned down, held her, and the kiss lingered on her lips. A second one followed.
Her eyes met his. "Thank you."
"I hope it didn't hurt. I've been afraid..."
"The only way your kisses could hurt, is if they stop," she interrupted.
"That they'll never do."
Alexandra glanced toward the window. "I hear voices. You're needed, aren't you?"
"I am. I'll be in off-and-on to check on you. Please stay in bed. Dr. Barnes was serious."
"I'm not going anywhere." She glanced at the dresser. "Can you hand me my laptop? I have work I can do."
He handed it to her. "Don't forget breakfast."
*****
As Cordero walked out the front door, Lisa walked up with her arms full. He held out his hands. "Let me help. I'm guessing all this is for lunch."
"You're right. In this mess, there's a hairbrush. Your mom called. I guess Alexandra used hers on horses."
Grinning he said, "That she did."
After they carried everything into the kitchen, Cordero went outside.
By the barn, Cordero saw Mark Castle and offered his hand. "Thanks for coming."
"Not a problem. I'm glad I can help."
Cordero exhaled. "I'm wondering how's your engagement ring selection?"
"Funny you should ask. Last week I got a call from a fancy New York City jeweler, Joseph Aaronson. He wanted my shop to showcase some of his jewelry. I'm surprised he knew I existed."
Chuckling Cordero said, "He's a friend of Ali's." After shaking his head, he added, "I have a feeling her dad had something to do with this. I'll stop by Monday. I'm thinking about proposing."
"Congratulations. I've heard the rumor you're close to settling down." Mark glanced around. "I guess we'd better get started."
*****
A few hours later as Cordero opened the front door, Samson pushed his way past him and headed straight for Alexandra's room. Cord followed and as he heard a splash and scream, he yelled, "Samson, no!"
He stepped into the hallway. "Mom! I think Samson jumped into the bathtub with Ali!"
Rosa hurried to the room, still wiping her hands on the dishtowel. "Cord, I hope she's not hurt. He weighs a ton."
Moments later, Rosa chased the Newfoundland from the room. Cordero escorted him, bubbles and all, outside.
Dr. Barnes walked up chuckling. "Do I even want to know how Alexandra was involved?"
Adjusting his cowboy hat, Cordero said, "You're going to find it hard to believe, but Ali was innocent this time."
"Isn't she usually?"
"Most of the time." Cordero released a deep breath. "Last night was her fault, but I understand why she was out there."
"So do I, but she still needs to be careful. If she breaks that fractured rib..."
"I know." Cordero rubbed his right side. "Been there, done that."
The doctor chuckled. "It didn't stop you from riding those wild horses, did it?"
"Nope. I eventually outgrew it."
Dr. Barnes turned. "I guess I'll go back to work and check on Ali later."
"I need to get back to work too, but I want to make sure Samson didn't hurt her."
"Call me if I'm needed." Bart turned around. "When you two getting married?"
Cordero chuckled. "That's a good question." He went inside and waited outside her door, until his mom opened it. "Is Ali ready to receive guests?"
Rosa nodded. "She is. Cord..."
"I know Mom. Samson could've hurt her plus he made a huge mess," interrupted Cordero. "You know he loves water and Ali."
"Ali tried to convince me he really didn't mean it."
"I'm sure he didn't."
Cordero kissed his mom's cheek, as she said, "You're just as bad as he is."
Cordero called from the door, "Ali, is it all right if I come in?" After she indicated it was, he walked up and kissed her. "Sorry about Samson."
"Don't worry about it. My first day here, I was warned about his love of water."
"Is that why you haven't gone swimming?"
"Partly, but the main reason is, I don't know how."
"Maybe I'll teach you."
"I'm still learning to ride."
"True." He glanced toward the window. "I need to get back. I just wanted to check with you. Did Samson do any damage?"
"No, surprisingly, only a few scratches from his nails on my legs."
"Good." He leaned over and pecked her cheek. "I'll be back around noon."
*****
Early afternoon, Lisa, Caridad, Rebecca, and Nancy came into Alexandra's room carrying their lunches. Lisa also brought Alexandra's and asked, "Would you like some company?"
"Of course. I'm glad you came in. Please find a seat. I don't mind if you sit on the bed."
Nancy sat. "I know we're a little late with lunch, but we needed to make sure the workers ate."
"Not a problem. I understand. This looks really good."
Caridad took a bite. "We weren't sure you liked pulled pork."
Alexandra studied it. "I don't think I've had it." After a bite, she said, "It's good."
Rebecca tilted her head. "Two things, I think we've said it before, but I'm Becca, Caridad, is Cari." She laughed. "Lisa and Nancy are just Lisa and Nancy."
"And I'm Ali."
The four women said in unison, "Good."
"You look like you're in pain. Are you all right?" asked Lisa.
"I am. I look worse than I feel." Alexandra showed her ankle. "My biggest problem is this." She pointed to the removable boot. "I'm supposed to wear that and not put weight on it." She smiled. "Cord's been a big help."
Eating some potato salad, Caridad said, "Mr. Dreamy was always one of the good guys in high school."
Rebecca giggled. "I secretly wished he'd ask me out, but he didn't date much. He was always busy with football, the rodeo, church, or helping around the ranch."
"Me too. Very few girls got the pleasure of a date." Nancy hesitated. "I wonder why. Has he ever mentioned it?"
Alexandra shook her head. "It's never come up."
Lisa's eyes widened. "I'm happy you're dating. You two make a cute couple."
"We're not really dating. We've only had one date, and it had a few pitfalls, but ended on a happy note. We spent a day together in New York and had a good time. Otherwise, we just go for walks, star gaze, and ride horses. Never really a date."
"I'd say spending any time with him would be special." Caridad fanned herself. "El es muy atractivo. He's hot. I think he's gotten better since high school."
Nancy, Lisa, and Rebecca laughed as Alexandra's cheeks-tinged pink.
Lisa's eyes met Alexandra's. "Don't dare say you don't find him hot. I've seen the way you look at him, and he looks at you."
Their heads turned toward the door when they heard footsteps in the hall. Rebecca said, "I have a feeling Mr. Dreamy's coming to check on you."
Shaking his head, Cordero entered. "It sounds as if you're all up to no good." He walked over and pecked Alexandra's cheek. "It looks like you're being well taken care of. Do you need anything?" When she shook her head, he continued, "Then I'll get back to work. I'll drop by later." Again, he pecked her cheek and winked. "Bye."
They waited until he left before, Caridad teased, "Don't ever say again you're not dating. You're in a relationship with Mr. Dreamy, and every woman in Lobo's jealous."
Lisa added, "Not only Lobo, but the entire West Texas area."
Standing Nancy said, "I hate to end this, but we really need to get back and help with clean up." She came over and hugged Alexandra. "I'm glad we came. We need to do this more often."
"I agree. I had fun. Please come by again."
The other three women hugged Alexandra and agreed they needed to spend more time together.
Alexandra opened her laptop but stared at it. It was fun talking with other women. She studied the sunlight through the window. I wonder if Cord thinks we're in a relationship.
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee. I also intentionally left off the trema or dieresis on naive. I didn't want Evil Eddie adding all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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Hola is Spanish for hello.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Querido is Spanish for dear or sweetheart.
De nada is Spanish for no problem or you're welcome.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
| Author Notes |
I hope you have a great New Year!!!! I'm sending love, prayers, New Year blessing to you!!!!! It's my prayer that 2023 is a great year for everybody.
This novel is completed so I am going to try to post every six days. I'm hoping I can keep it up. I have the next novel completed too and am anxious to see how it's received. It's slightly different in that it's more faith based. Thank you google images for an image of a loving that smile. This post is a little over 1800 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 43 days ago.
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They waited until Codero left before, Caridad teased, "Don't ever say again you're not dating. You're in a relationship with Mr. Dreamy, and every woman in Lobo's jealous."
Lisa added, "Not only Lobo, but the entire West Texas area."
Standing Nancy said, "I hate to end this, but we really need to get back and help with clean up." She came over and hugged Alexandra. "I'm glad we came. We need to do this more often."
"I agree. I had fun. Please come by again."
The other three women hugged Alexandra and agreed they needed to spend more time together.
Alexandra opened her laptop but stared at it. It was fun talking with other women. She studied the sunlight through the window. I wonder if Cord thinks we're in a relationship.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 25 C
Around dinner time, Cordero came into Alexandra's room and pecked her cheek. "Hi. I was wondering if you'd like to come to the dinner table."
"I'd like to, but has Dr. Barnes left?"
He chuckled. "He has. How many times did he drop by?"
"Three."
Pointing toward the door, he said, "After I clean up, I'll be back."
"Thank you."
*****
It wasn't long before Cordero returned. "Ready?" Alexandra acknowledged she was, and he lifted her. As he drew her close, a lingering kiss followed. "I didn't think I'd better do that in front of your friends."
"I'm surprised you even kissed me."
He chuckled. "I couldn't help myself. You looked happy."
"I was."
As Cordero set Alexandra in a chair at the table, Rosa said, "I hope you don't mind leftovers. I've had a busy day."
Alexandra's eyes met hers. "I'm sorry I didn't help."
Jorge chuckled. "Not helping kept you from being admitted to the hospital. Bart was serious about you staying in bed." He roughed up Samson's ears. "Did this big lug really visit you in the bathtub?"
Rosa eyed her son. "He did and splashed water everywhere. At least Ali wasn't hurt."
"Mom, I'm sorry. He follows me everywhere and happens to have a crush on Ali."
Jim entered. "Sorry, I knocked, but I don't think you heard me." He glanced at Cordero. "Boss, all single Ortiz men have a crush on Ali; to include Chip and Samson."
Ali's cheeks turned crimson, as Cordero teased, "Do you have a reason for breaking and entering or did you just come to pick on me?"
He motioned for Cordero to follow. "I have a reason, but you opened the door for teasing. I couldn't help it."
After a brief conversation, Cordero returned to the table. "Jim, sit beside Dad."
"Mom, since Jim's here I invited him."
"Jim, you know you have a standing invitation every night, but you never come."
"I don't want to interfere with family time."
Jorge helped himself to some potato salad. "As long as you've been with us, you're family."
"Thanks, Boss."
Cordero nodded. "Dad, Jim checked the work we did today and thinks if we have another day like today, we could have most of the repairs finished Tuesday; at least enough so the barn will be serviceable."
"Good. God blessed us with good friends who showed up. Most said they'd be back tomorrow."
Alexandra's eyes widened. "Will Dr. Barnes return tomorrow?" She paused. "I know you need the help."
Jorge chuckled. "My dear, he will. I guess you have another day in bed."
Her lips formed a pout. "At least I'm getting a lot of office work done. Mom's happy."
Cordero used his finger and caressed her cheek. "I'm sure you're healing faster." He nodded toward the outside. "Last week we saddled Jewel. I was thinking about seeing if she'll let you on her."
"Really?"
"Not now. We'll wait until you're fully healed. I wanted you to have something to look forward to."
When Alexandra said, "Darn!" everybody laughed.
Jim chewed and then said, "I've introduced Hershey and Bendecido to the corral."
Alexandra faced Cordero. "Aren't they awfully young?"
"Not really. The earlier the better."
"But they're babies."
After taking a drink, Cordero said, "That's an example of that big heart we were discussing earlier." He grinned at her frown.
Jorge shook his head. "Sorry to interrupt that perfect frown, but I just remembered, Sean told me this afternoon that Griffin's trial is one o'clock Wednesday."
Alexandra gulped. "I hope Judge Pickett's as hard as everybody says he is."
*****
Jim, Jorge, and Cordero helped Rosa with the dishes. When Cordero came back to the dining room, he lifted Alexandra. "What would you like to do?"
"Is it possible to star watch?"
"It is." He started toward the screened in porch.
"I meant on the bench."
*****
After he set her down, he asked, "Is this what you envisioned?"
She patted the spot beside her. "It is."
"This is our talking bench. Is there something we need to discuss or are we just watching the stars?"
Studying the sky, Alexandra released a deep breath. "Star watching."
"You seem happy. You must've had a good day."
"I did. It started rocky but ended great."
"Care to share?"
"I had this wonderful cowboy check on me often."
His eyes widened. "Anybody I know?"
Cuddling close to him, she leaned her head against his arm. "This is the reason I wanted to come here. It has a bench, and I get to sit beside that certain cowboy."
After kissing her, he said, "I see you had a motive." He waited a moment, before asking, "Any other reason for your good day?"
Silence followed for a few moments. "I went to all girl private boarding schools. Most girls remained there the entire week or months at a time. Mom and Dad wanted me to come home every afternoon and sent a driver for me."
"Anthony?"
"Not until high school." She exhaled. "Because I went home every day, I was an outcast and didn't have friends, only acquaintances. While at Columbia University, I still lived at home and was concerned with grades so I could get into Yale. At Yale, I just wanted to do really well. I've never really had girlfriends."
She leaned her head against his arm. "I actually had fun doing nothing but girl talking. I was accepted by other women for the first time in my life. It felt good."
"What did you ladies talk about?"
"I'm pretty sure it's against guidelines to share our discussions with a man."
"When I came in, I entered a meeting where secrets were being discussed."
"True." She encircled his arm and hugged. "I was accepted. It felt good."
"I'm glad. This is why I like small close-knit towns."
"I understand."
A brief silence followed before Alexandra asked, "Are we a couple? Are we dating?"
Chuckling Cordero asked, "What did the ladies say?"
Hitting his arm, she said, "What makes you think we discussed that or that your name came up?"
His eyes met hers. "Look me in the eye and tell me my name never came up." When she glanced away, he continued, "Thought so. So did they think we're a couple?"
"I'm not interested in what they said. I'd like to know what you think."
His kiss lingered, a second, and a third followed. "That should answer your question."
She released a deep breath. "It does."
"To answer your next question, yes, in my opinion we're exclusive."
"We didn't get that far."
Shaking his head and chuckling, he said, "The next time you five talk, you can let them know, we're exclusive, if it's all right with you."
She gulped. "It is."
"It's amazing how a big city lawyer can be so innocent." When she started to answer, he interrupted, "Never mind. I know. Your parents and grandparents protected you."
She nodded. "They did."
Before turning in for the night Cordero and Alexandra shared ice cream and then he helped her to her room.
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee. I also intentionally left off the trema or dieresis on naive. I didn't want Evil Eddie adding all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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Hola is Spanish for hello.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Querido is Spanish for dear or sweetheart.
De nada is Spanish for no problem or you're welcome.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
| Author Notes |
I've finished writing this novel, so I going to post every six days. I'm hoping I can keep it up. I have my next novel completed also and am anxious to see how it's received. It's slightly different in that it's more faith based.
Thank you google images for an image of a couple stargazing. This post is a little under 1200 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 47 days ago.
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A brief silence followed before Alexandra asked, "Are we a couple? Are we dating?"
Chuckling Cordero asked, "What did the ladies say?"
Hitting his arm, she said, "What makes you think we discussed that or that your name came up?"
His eyes met hers. "Look me in the eye and tell me my name never came up." When she glanced away, he continued, "Thought so. So did they think we're a couple?"
"I'm not interested in what they said. I'd like to know what you think."
His kiss lingered, a second, and a third followed. "That should answer your question."
She released a deep breath. "It does."
"To answer your next question, yes, in my opinion we're exclusive."
"We didn't get that far."
Shaking his head and chuckling, he said, "The next time you five talk, you can let them know, we're exclusive, if it's all right with you."
She gulped. "It is."
"It's amazing how a big city lawyer can be so innocent." When she started to answer, he interrupted, "Never mind. I know. Your parents and grandparents protected you."
She nodded. "They did."
Before turning in for the night Cordero and Alexandra shared ice cream and then he helped her to her room.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 26
Wednesday morning, Dr. Barnes stood on the courthouse steps. When Cordero walked up carrying Alexandra, Bart pointed to a wheelchair. "I brought this. I thought it would work better today."
Alexandra gave Cordero a hug, as she said, "Thank you."
"So, my services are no longer needed," he teased.
As he set her in the seat, she pecked his cheek. "You're always needed." She exhaled and then asked, "Dr. Barnes, is he here?"
Nodding, Bart said, "Griffin arrived about five minutes ago." He glanced at her. "You're looking better. Come in Friday morning, I want to check your ribs and ankle.
After she nodded, Cordero hugged her shoulders. "Ready?"
"I hope so."
As they entered the courthouse, Lisa ran up and hugged Alexandra. "I'm glad I caught you. I can't stay but wanted to wish you luck."
"Thank you. I've received texts from the others. I'll let you know the outcome."
"Good." Lisa held the courtroom door for them.
After a gulp, Alexandra said, "I'm ready."
Cordero steered the wheelchair and parked it at a long rectangular table.
Alan Griffin glanced at her and rolled his eyes. "Please! I thought you being a fancy lawyer drama would be beneath you. I'm surprised you're not wearing a neck brace. I guess you're not as good as you think."
Heads turned when a deep male voice said, "Ali's one of the best lawyers I've ever met. As Abraham Lincoln said, 'He who represents himself has a fool for a client.' Since she's the plaintiff, I thought she should be represented by at least as good a lawyer as she is. I'll be representing my daughter, with her grandfather's help."
Alexandra attempted to stand. "Daddy!"
Brent hugged her. "Sit. I understand you're not supposed to put weight on that ankle." After the hug, he shook Cordero's hand. "Thank you for taking care of my daughter."
Their eyes met and Cordero nodded. "Anytime." He grinned as he watched Alexandra hug her grandpa and said to her dad, "They're close."
"You're right." Brent turned. "Cordero, do you remember Joseph Aaronson?"
He shook Joseph's hand. "I sure do."
Mr. Aaronson winked and whispered, "I have something for you. I'll show you later."
Cordero's eyes widened. "I just ordered it Monday. Thank you."
Grinning Joseph said, "For special customers things move fast." He moved closer to Alexandra, leaned over, and kissed her cheek. "Good luck."
The bailiff entered, "All rise." He glanced at Alexandra. "Ms. Black, you may remain seated."
After Judge Sean Pickett entered and sat, everyone did the same. Alexandra glanced around and saw Jorge, Rosa, Jim, Bob, Sheriff Baily, and Dr. Barnes. Cordero sat directly behind her. When she released a deep breath, her dad put his hand on her arm and whispered, "We've got this."
She nodded.
Judge Pickett glanced around the courtroom. "It appears everyone's here. Mr. Black Sr. and Mr. Black Jr., welcome to my courtroom. I'm sure we do things differently than they do in New York City. We're more informal than I'm sure you're used to, but we still maintain a certain amount of decorum." He grinned. "As in any courtroom the judge is the boss, and I enjoy that role." He studied a few papers. "Before we get started, I want to make sure, Mr. Griffin, you're not wanting a trial by jury, correct?"
Alan stood. "That's correct, Your Honor." As he sat, he muttered under his breath, "Like I'd get a fair trial in this hick town."
Sean frowned. "Then, let's get this started. Bailiff please read the charges rendered against Mr. Griffin."
The bailiff continued, "Mr. Alan Griffin is charged with third degree felony assault."
Judge Pickett faced Alan. "How do you plead?
"Not guilty, Your Honor." Alan paused. "Your Honor, Mr. Brent Black Jr. and Mr. George Black Sr. are licensed in New York. I doubt they're licensed to practice law in Texas."
As Sean glanced at the plaintiff's table, Brent held up papers. "Your Honor, may I approach the bench?" After the judge nodded, he continued and handed Sean paperwork. "I think you'll find everything's in order."
When the judge finished reading, he set them down. "Both are eligible to practice law in Texas. They both have passed the Universal Bar Exam, with quite impressive scores, which allows them to practice law in any state that accepts it. Texas is a reciprocal state." He faced Brent. "Please begin?"
"Thank you, Your Honor." Brent stood in front of the table. "Third degree felony assault has three components. I'd like to address the easiest first, domestic violence. Mr. Griffin, do you acknowledge you and the plaintiff, Ms. Alexandra Black were once engaged?" Once Alan agreed, Brent continued, "So we're in agreement we're discussing domestic violence."
Mr. Black faced Judge Pickett. "I'd like to call Dr. Bart Barnes to the stand." After Bart was sworn in, Brent continued, "His testimony will show the second part of the felony charge, assault. Please describe Ms. Black's injuries."
Dr. Barnes described the bruises, swelling, fractured rib, and the badly sprained ankle. He presented photographs and x-rays marked as evidence.
After Mr. Black sat, Alan stood. "I heard on the day of Ms. Black's injuries that was Thursday, April 15th, if I'm not mistaken, she went horseback riding. I also heard the horse returned without her. Isn't it possible all of these injuries could've been caused by being thrown from a horse?"
Alexandra gasped and glanced at her dad. He put his hand on her arm. "It's okay."
Bart pointed to a photograph. "Mr. Griffin, this shows a clear handprint on the right side of Ms. Black's face with finger indentions. I've seen many horse accidents but as far as I know, horses don't have fingers." He held up another photograph and pointed. "Here shows a knuckle imprint and here is the imprint of the toe of a shoe." He studied Alan's shoes and pointed. "If I'm not mistaken, your shoes have the same type of toe design. I bet they match."
Alan glared at the doctor. "That's impossible. I've never been to Rancho de los Toros Salvajes." He stumbled over the pronunciation. "Anyway, I haven't seen Ms. Black since arriving. Beside I'm positive many men wear a similar shoe."
The doctor smiled. "Not around here. Everybody wears cowboy boots."
When Dr. Barnes stepped down, Brent called Alan Griffin to the stand. After he was sworn in, the questions began, "Mr. Griffin, my main question is why did you fly from New York City to Lobo, Texas? It's a beautiful town, but not normally a vacation resort."
"During your law firm's fiftieth birthday party, April 9th, I watched my fiancee, Ms. Black dance with," he pointed at Cordero, "That man. I decided to break off the engagement. He had no business attending this invitation-only party at the Rockefeller Center. He was out of his league."
"Please explain further."
"This was an exclusive party. Only high society attended. English isn't even his first language. I watched him put his hands all over my fiancee. I even suggested to you, Mr. Black that you have him removed."
"You did. How did I respond?"
Ignoring the question, Alan answered, "I'll get back to the original question. After seeing this man's hands all over Ms. Black and seeing how she disgraced herself by dancing with him, I knew she wasn't who I thought she was and came here to break off the engagement. But she was thrown from the horse, and I was arrested before I could."
Judge Pickett shook his head. "Excuse me, Mr. Black. I have my own questions. First Mr. Ortiz, were you invited to this party and by whom? Did you attend?"
Cordero stood. "I was invited by Mr. and Mrs. Black. I did attend."
"How did you get there?"
"Mr. Black sent his private jet."
"Why didn't you travel with Ms. Black and why didn't she invite you?"
"Sir, I didn't travel with Ms. Black because a mare struggled delivering and I waited until the foal arrived. I was actually a little late that night. As for why Ms. Black didn't invite me, you'll need to ask her."
"One more question, Mr. Ortiz. I don't notice an accent. What is your primary language?"
"Sir, I'm completely bilingual. I learned English and Spanish at the same time."
"Thank you." The judge pointed to Alexandra. "Ma'am, why didn't you invite Mr. Ortiz?"
"I wanted to but knew he didn't like cities and I didn't want him to feel obligated to attend."
"Makes sense." Judge Pickett faced Mr. Black. "Why did you invite Mr. Ortiz and Mr. Griffin knowing it could cause a potential problem?"
"Your Honor, Mr. Griffin was never invited. Matter-of-fact, when I learned he was present I had him removed. My daughter had already broken off the engagement, about two months prior. There wasn't any reason for him to be there."
"Ms. Black, why did you break off the engagement?" ask Judge Pickett.
"On Valentines' Day, Mr. Griffin told me he couldn't take me to dinner because he had to prepare for trial the following day. I decided to surprise him at his office with dinner. When I opened the door, he was with another woman. They were both naked on the couch having sex. I broke off the engagement and left."
The judge studied Mr. Griffin. "Would you like to revise any of your testimony?"
Mr. Black Sr. stood. "If I may, Your Honor, I'd still like a reasonable answer as to why he's in Lobo?"
Sean grinned. "So would I, but I doubt he has one."
George said, "Sir, I'd like to call Mr. Joseph Aaronson to the witness stand. He knows that answer."
Joseph came forward and was sworn in. When the judge asked him what he knew, he said, "A week ago today, April 14th, Ms. Black and I had scheduled a Zoom call, during the time Mr. Griffin had a scheduled meeting. He entered my office stating I needed to send my monthly retainer fee directly to him, because once he and Alexandra were married, he'd become a full partner in her family's law firm."
He paused. "I explained I was one of the original clients and have always mailed my payment to the firm, no matter who my lawyer was."
Alan stood. "He's lying."
Alexandra raised her hand. "Excuse me, Your Honor, I recorded that Zoom call."
Alan sat.
After watching and listening to the recording, Judge Pickett said, "Let's continue. Since he maintains he was never at the ranch or talked with Ms. Black, I think it's time we view the video. Sheriff Baily?"
Alan jumped up. "I wasn't aware of a video. What about chain of custody? How do we know it hasn't been doctored?"
Sam stood in front of Alan. "Because I took the video from the security cameras myself and it's been in my safe until today."
As they watched, Sam stopped it at various places to show the hand slaps, the repeated slugs, and the toe kicks. All also documented with the photographs.
Brent stood. "Your Honor, for time's sake could we go back to Mr. Griffin pulling my daughter's hair and dragging her toward the car until the German shepherds showed up. That's the third part of the felony charge, attempted kidnapping."
After viewing the video, Sheriff Baily held up an evidence bag holding a piece of cloth. "Mr. Griffin, please raise your left pant leg." When Alan glared at him, he continued, "Judge Pickett, I'm betting there's a bite mark where Klaus bit him, tearing his pant leg."
Judge Pickett shook his head. "I find what you did to this young lady reprehensible. From Mr. Aaronson, I understand you're also being reviewed by the bar association because of your behavior. I honestly believe that's why you attempted to kidnap Ms. Black. I know the sound on the video isn't perfect, but I could make out a reference to her ruining your reputation. A third-degree felony carries a maximum penalty of ten years in prison and a fine of $10,000." His gavel banged loudly. "Next case. Which is also against Mr. Griffin. I see you were busy in Lobo."
Sean smiled as he watched until Cordero and Alexandra hugged and then he moved her, before Mr. and Mrs. Ortiz sat at the prosecution table.
Brent said, "Your Honor, I plan on representing this wonderful couple, if it's all right."
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee. I also intentionally left off the trema or dieresis on naive. I didn't want Evil Eddie adding all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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Hola is Spanish for hello.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Querido is Spanish for dear or sweetheart.
De nada is Spanish for no problem or you're welcome.
Rancho de los Toros Salvajes is Spanish for Wild Bull Ranch.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Gary Hart: A young ranch hand
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
Joseph and Ruth Aaronson One of the first clients, family friends, owner of a prestige jewelry shop
| Author Notes |
I'm anxious to start posting my next novel, so I'm posting this one every five days until it's finished. My next post will be Sunday, 1/15/23.
Thank you google images for an image of a small courtroom. This post is a little over 2600 words. I am sorry about the length. I posted high so you would get rewarded for reviewing. I couldn't really figure out a good place to split it. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 47 days ago.
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Judge Pickett shook his head. "I find what you did to this young lady reprehensible. From Mr. Aaronson, I understand you're also being reviewed by the bar association because of your behavior. I honestly believe that's why you attempted to kidnap Ms. Black. I know the sound on the video isn't perfect, but I could make out a reference to her ruining your reputation. A third-degree felony carries a maximum penalty of ten years in prison and a fine of $10,000." His gavel banged loudly. "Next case. Which is also against Mr. Griffin. I see you were busy in Lobo."
Sean smiled as he watched until Cordero and Alexandra hugged and then he moved her, before Mr. and Mrs. Ortiz sat at the prosecution table.
Brent said, "Your Honor, I plan on representing this wonderful couple, if it's all right."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 26 B
Judge Picket nodded. "Bailiff, please read the next charges against Mr. Griffin."
The bailiff read, "Mr. Alan Griffin is charged with second degree felony arson."
Alan stood. "Your Honor, these are exaggerated charges. Since when is arson a felony? From what I understand their barn caught fire."
Sean said, "I understand in New York it depends on the circumstances. You're in Texas and arson is always a felony here."
Brent stepped forward. "Your Honor, I'd like to upgrade the charge to first degree-felony arson because, yes we're discussing a barn, but I recently discovered Jim Hughes resides in the back of that barn."
Judge Pickett motioned for Jim to come forward. "Mr. Hughes, please describe your residence. Do you have photographs?"
"Yes Sir." After he handed the judge the photographs, Jim continued, "Cord, sorry, Mr. Ortiz."
Sean nodded. "Jim, describe it in your own words, don't worry about being formal. I don't like it myself."
"Yes Sir, Cord and I met about fourteen years ago on the rodeo circuit. I'm originally from Wyoming. At fifteen I ran away from home, and Cord and I became best friends. He brought me to meet his parents. They made me call my parents and everybody agreed I could remain here. Cord's mom, Mrs. Ortiz helped me get my GED. They built me a two-bedroom cabin in the back of the barn. It's got a bathroom, kitchen and living room. It's perfect for me. A lot of people don't know it's there. You can't see it from the road or the lane."
"Thank you, Jim. I'll allow the photographs as evidence. Mr. Griffin, would you like to see them?" When Alan declined, Sean continued, "Mr. Black, the charges are upgraded to first-degree felony arson." Judge Pickett tilted his head. "Jim, one more question. Were you present at the time the fire started?"
"Yes Sir, I was sleeping. Klaus and Otto's barking woke me."
"Mr. Griffin, are you going to continue to plead not guilty and deny ever being at the Rancho de los Toros Salvajes?"
"Your Honor, why would I go to that ranch while out on bail? That would be stupid, wouldn't it? I'm not guilty."
"You're right, it would." Judge Pickett used his hand and motioned for Sheriff Baily to come forward. "Mr. Black, your job's going to be easy. I've lost patience. We're going straight to the video." He eyed Alan. "Yes, this video meets the chain of custody regulations. Sam, start it."
After watching the video, Judge Pickett said, "This clearly shows you starting the fire and if the dogs wouldn't have come out barking alerting everybody, you would've started the house on fire." He swallowed. "The penalty's a fine of $20,000 and forty years in state prison. This sentence and the previous one are to run consecutively."
Alan yelled, "No! I'll be in jail for the next fifty years."
"I forgot to add. Since both of these crimes were to avenge a perceived wrong, there's no chance for parole." He swung down his gavel, stood up, and left.
Alexandra threw her arms around Cordero and kissed him. "I'm free. I'm really free."
He returned the kiss. "You sure are."
*****
It was agreed everybody would meet at the ranch for dinner. Brent, George, and Joseph checked into the hotel and then drove to the ranch.
Rosa and Jorge had smoked a brisket. As the men went into the den to talk, Bob and Jim walked into the kitchen. Jim pointed toward the den. "Boss Lady, they have things to discuss. How can we help?"
She smiled. "Wouldn't you rather join the men?" They both said they wanted to help, so she put them to work.
*****
Joseph removed a small, blue, velvet box from his suit pocket.
Cordero held up his hand. "Wait. I need to do something first." He faced Brent and swallowed. "Sir."
Brent smiled. "Son, while you were in New York City, I told you that her mom and I gave you our blessing. You don't need to ask."
"Thank you." Cordero grinned. "Joseph, let's see it."
Joseph opened the box and removed the diamond engagement ring. "Do you approve? You said you wanted something that accented Ali's beautiful eyes."
"It's perfect. How much do I owe?"
"I'm only charging you sales tax and the percent for Mark Castle, seven hundred dollars."
Shaking his head, Cordero said, "That's not nearly enough." His eyes met Jorge's. "Dad, what do you think's a fair price?"
Jorge rubbed his chin. "I'd say at least six thousand dollars, probably more."
Mr. Aaronson put the ring in the box and closed it. "If you want this ring, I'll only accept seven hundred dollars. Take it or leave it."
Cordero went to the safe and took out the money. "I still think I should pay the correct amount."
Joseph accepted the cash. "Just invite my wife and me to the wedding. We've known Alexandra, since Tonia was pregnant. When are you asking her?"
"I promise to invite you, but I haven't decided when I'm proposing. I want the time to be right." Cordero shook his head. "So much has happened. I want her fully recovered. She's got Amy's child support case coming up and then Lisa's problems. I want it to be just her and me. I'll know when the time's right." He released a deep breath. "I hope."
*****
After dinner, Brent walked to the glass sliding door and pointed. "Is that the famous bench Tonia's told me about?"
Jorge chuckled. "It is. Rosa and Tonia have sat there and talked for hours." He pointed to Cordero. "Matter-of-fact, Cord and Ali have spent more than a few hours sitting and talking."
Brent walked over to his daughter and lifted her. "I think we need a father and daughter talk."
"I'm not sure you should carry me. I can use the removable boot."
He chuckled. "I'm not so old I can't carry my daughter a few feet to a bench."
*****
When the dinner dishes were finished, Cordero stared out the glass sliding door. Jorge came up to him. "Hijo, never come between a father and his daughter."
Rosa hugged her son. "It was a hard lesson for your dad, but he finally got it."
Cordero chuckled. "While in New York, Brent made a sunrise visit to Ali's apartment." When Jorge's eyes widened, he continued, "He invited me to play golf."
"But you don't play golf."
"I know, Dad. I don't think Brent expected me to. He was checking on his daughter. When he saw I slept on the couch, we had a heart-to-heart discussion. I promised I'd protect Ali in all ways." He grinned. "When Ali found out about it, she was angry, but it caused us to have a serious talk about our relationship." He turned. "I'm going to check on the horses. I think Jim and Bob took George with them."
*****
As they sat on the bench, Alexandra hooked her arm through her dad's. He glanced at her and grinned. "You seem happy here."
"I am. It's a slower pace and peaceful." Alexandra leaned her head against Brent's arm. "For the first time in my life, I actually have girlfriends."
She explained having lunch and actually girl talking. "I had fun. People around here care about each other. When Rogers attempted to have me kidnapped, a friend of Cord's I'd only met once came to my rescue. That wouldn't have happened back home."
"You're right."
"People are nice here. Most people actually care for each other. There are a few exceptions like Pat Rogers."
"You've taken on legal battles that have nothing to do with corporate law."
"I know. I've enjoyed helping people. I've made a difference in these ladies' lives. It felt good and gave me purpose."
"Have you thought about switching your area of law?"
"Our law firm's a corporate law firm, not family law."
Brent kissed his daughter's forehead. "You're right, but..." He paused. "Cord seems nice."
"He is."
Her dad chuckled. "That's all you have to say? It seems you two have gotten pretty close."
"We're sort of dating." When Brent's eyes widened, she said, "Okay, we are dating. He's special. I've never met anybody like him." She smiled. "And not because he's a cowboy. He treats me like I'm special."
"You are special." After her cheeks revealed a glow, Brent said, "Show me this horse I keep hearing about, Jewel."
"Okay, Cord said after she's broke, I should be able to ride her. She seems to like me."
Her dad chuckled. "Why wouldn't she?"
*****
Brent carried Alexandra toward the corral and barn. When Jim saw them coming, he went inside and brought out a chair.
Cordero grinned. "Finished catching up?"
Alexandra reached for Cordero's hand. "We did. Dad wanted to meet Jewel."
Pointing, Cordero said, "That pretty little filly in the back corner's Jewel. I think she's confused since Ali hasn't been around. She's been a little skittish."
Jim nodded. "She hurt her leg trying to help Ali during the attack. She barely allowed Boss to take care of it."
Her eyes widened. "I didn't know she tried to help." She hesitated. "Cord, please help me stand. I want to call her over."
"You sure? You're not supposed to put weight on that ankle."
"I won't. I'll use you for support. Please?"
Their eyes met, and he said, "I can't refuse those eyes, and you know it."
Brent and George chuckled, as George said, "She's had plenty of practice while growing up. Neither of us could refuse them. They didn't work as well on Tonia."
Cordero helped her up and put an arm around her waist, so no weight was on her ankle. "You comfortable?"
Alexandra nodded. "Thank you." She leaned against the corral and put her hand out. "Jewel?"
Jewel was hesitant but slowly came toward the fence. She stopped a few feet away.
Turning toward everyone, Alexandra said, "Back up. You're scaring her." She glanced at Cordero. When his eyes widened, she hesitated. "You can stay."
"Right answer."
With only Alexandra and Cordero there, Jewel took two steps toward them.
Jim came up with some carrots. "Ali, try this."
Holding out her hand with a carrot, Alexandra almost whispered, "Come on, Jewel. You know you like carrots."
Moments later, Jewel came to Alexandra and accepted the carrot, but kept an eye on Cordero. Soon Alexandra was allowed to pet her muzzle. It wasn't long before Jewel nuzzled Alexandra's arm.
Alexandra tried to raise high enough to hug the horse. Shaking his head, Cordero lifted her so they could hug. "You're both a mess." He turned to face Brent. "She's a natural with horses."
"I can tell." Brent sighed and then glanced at his watch. "It's getting late. I guess we'd better head toward the hotel. Our flight leaves early tomorrow."
"Dad, you set the schedule. You can leave whenever you want," teased Alexandra.
He chuckled. "True, but Grandpa's ready for bed."
"I am not," joked George. "I guess your dad's getting tired."
Cordero helped Alexandra so she could hug, Joseph, Brent, and George. After everybody received hugs and kisses, Brent asked to speak privately with Cordero.
Cordero motioned for Jim to take Alexandra inside. After they were alone, Brent said, "Cord, Ali's heart wants to remain here." He hesitated. "We'll see whether her heart or head wins." Shaking Cordero's hand, he added, "Knowing my daughter, her heart will eventually win, but it'll be a battle. She's not used to listening to her heart."
*****
When Cordero entered the house, Alexandra and Rosa were eating ice cream. "So, you started without me?" he teased. "I guess I even have to get my own."
Rosa smiled. "I put your bowl in the freezer."
Once he got it, he sat beside Alexandra. "I'd say you had a pretty good day."
"I did. Alan will never bother me again."
Cordero leaned over and kissed her cheek. "That's good. And you visited with your dad, grandpa, and Joseph."
"Honestly, Joseph and his wife have always been like Grandparents to me."
He grinned. "I've figured that out." After he took a spoonful of ice cream, he asked, "Has Pickett scheduled Amy's child support case?"
"Not really. I asked him to wait until I'm doing better. He agreed. I'll wait until Friday and see what Dr. Barnes says."
"Sounds good. Does Rogers know anything about it?"
"I'm sure his attorney, Lester Brown, has discussed it with him. I don't like the idea of them having this much time to prepare, but it is what it is."
Cordero chuckled. "I'm sure you'll wow them, like you did before."
"You're too kind."
"How many cases do you have lined up?" asked Rosa.
"Amy's and then having Rogers pay for Lisa's doctor's appointments. After the baby's born, if she keeps it, then child support."
Jorge walked in. "Klaus and Otto want to stay in the barn. I guess they don't like being in the house anymore." He roughed up Samson's ears. "Only this mutt likes to stay with us." He held his hand out for Rosa. "Why don't we head for bed and leave these youngsters alone."
Rosa accepted his hand. "Sounds like a good idea."
Both Cordero and Alexandra watched Jorge and Rosa leave. After finishing her ice cream, Alexandra asked, "Why didn't you tell me Jewel tried to protect me?"
"No other reason than so many other things came up I never got around to it." After taking a bite of ice cream, Cordero said, "I'm sure it was good to have a long talk with your dad."
"It was. We talked about how peaceful it is here, how nice the people are, and how much I enjoy being here." She hesitated. "I told Dad how much I enjoyed making Rogers accountable for everything he's done."
"Did he mention it wasn't corporate law?"
"He did but dropped it at that." Alexandra's eyes sparkled. "I told Dad we're dating."
Cordero chuckled. "I'm pretty sure he'd already figured it out."
She leaned into his arm. "I mentioned that you treat me like I'm special."
"That's because you are special."
"He said the same thing."
Cordero's kiss lingered as did the next few. He released a deep breath. "I think I'd better deliver you to your room."
"Probably."
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee. I also intentionally left off the trema or dieresis on naive. I didn't want Evil Eddie adding all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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Hola is Spanish for hello.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Querido is Spanish for dear or sweetheart.
De nada is Spanish for no problem or you're welcome.
Rancho de los Toros Salvajes is Spanish for Wild Bull Ranch.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex-fiance
| Author Notes |
I'm anxious to start posting my next novel, so I'm posting this one every five days until it's finished. My next post will be Sunday, 1/20/23.
Thank you google images for an image of an engagement ring. Will Cordero asks Alexandra to marry him. Will she accept? HMMM This post is a little over 2300 words. I am sorry about the length. I posted high so you would get rewarded for reviewing. The only good place to split it would've had a really short post, about 400 words and still a fairly long post, so I did them together. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 49 days ago.
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"No other reason than so many other things came up I never got around to it." After taking a bite of ice cream, Cordero said, "I'm sure it was good to have a long talk with your dad."
"It was. We talked about how peaceful it is here, how nice the people are, and how much I enjoy being here." She hesitated. "I told Dad how much I enjoyed making Rogers accountable for everything he's done."
"Did he mention it wasn't corporate law?"
"He did but dropped it at that." Alexandra's eyes sparkled. "I told Dad we're dating."
Cordero chuckled. "I'm pretty sure he'd already figured it out."
She leaned into his arm. "I mentioned that you treat me like I'm special."
"That's because you are special."
"He said the same thing."
Cordero's kiss lingered as did the next few. He released a deep breath. "I think I'd better deliver you to your room."
"Probably."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 27 A
Late Friday morning, as Cordero parked his pickup in front of Dr. Barnes' office, Alexandra said, "I received a text from Lisa. Would it be possible for me to have lunch with the ladies?"
Cordero glanced at Jim. When Jim nodded agreement, Cordero grinned. "Sure. We'll have lunch together." When Alexandra frowned, he added, "Don't worry we won't listen to your conversation." He teased, "You can tell me about it later."
After Bart declared Alexandra almost healed, they stopped by the courthouse where she scheduled Amy's child support case for Tuesday afternoon at one o'clock.
When they entered the diner, Cordero helped Alexandra to the table where the other three ladies were already seated. He held her chair while she sat and then greeted the others before he pecked her cheek, and then pointed. "Have fun. Jim and I'll be way over there." He winked as he left.
Alexandra watched him leave. He's a hunk.
"Admiring the scenery?" teased Rebecca.
Pink tinged Alexandra's cheeks. "No. I was wondering where Lisa is."
Nancy smiled. "We don't believe you." She hesitated. "Lisa had a wedding cake to deliver. She'll be here any minute."
"Should we order or wait?" asked Caridad.
The waitress stopped at their table, and Rebecca said, "Maybe we'll order drinks and when Lisa arrives order lunch."
After the drinks were ordered, Lisa rushed in. "What have I missed?"
"Nothing except Ali staring at Mr. Dreamy's rear-end," teased Caridad.
Alexandra turned bright red. "That's not true. I was wondering where you were."
Nancy shook her head. "That was her story when we caught her, but she was admiring the scenery."
After they ordered, Alexandra asked, "Is it a big wedding?"
"Big for Lobo. The church's dining area was decorated in white roses. It was really pretty." Lisa studied Alexandra. "You're the closest to any of us getting married. Have you thought about what your wedding would be like?"
"I bet she'll be married in that huge church in New York, what's its name? Oh yeah, St. Patrick's Cathedral," interrupted Caridad.
"It is a beautiful cathedral, but I'm not Catholic," said Alexandra. She hesitated. "Honestly, I'd want a small private, intimate wedding, only immediate family and close friends. Not big at all."
"Would you want a big reception then?" asked Rebecca.
"No again, small and intimate. I guess I feel a wedding's personal. Two people are pledging their love for each other. I think that's personal."
Lisa thought for a moment. "I never thought of it like that, but it's true."
Nancy smiled. "For your honeymoon, you going to someplace like the French Riviera?"
Alexandra smiled. "Not even close. I want to go someplace private, away from everything. I want to be completely alone with my husband for a few weeks with no interruptions."
"Sounds romantic. What does Cord think about your plans?" asked Caridad.
Alexandra tilted her head. "The subject has never come up." She asked, "Nancy, what's your perfect wedding and honeymoon?"
The ladies continued their discussion until everyone had answered.
*****
The ladies were listening to Lisa describe her wedding, when their heads turned toward a loud voice. "Well, well, well, it seems the five biggest whores and liars in Lobo are having lunch together."
Alexandra glared at him. "Mr. Rogers, if you don't like the company, maybe you should find someplace else to eat."
"Why would I do that? I just received notice we have a court date scheduled. Maybe if I listen to your gossip, I can find out what it's about."
"I'm sure you already know."
"I don't, since I never dated Amy Harding. How could I have fathered her child?" He pointed to where Cordero sat. "The guilty person is your lover boy."
Alexandra stood. "Sir, I'm pretty sure this is not the place to have this discussion. You'll have the opportunity on Tuesday at one o'clock." As Cordero moved closer, she motioned him to back away. "If you came here to eat, I suggest you have a seat and order. If not, I suggest you leave." She sat and faced her friends.
"Ortiz, I suggest you rein in your girlfriend before she gets hurt."
Sheriff Baily walked up and took his arm. "Rogers, that sounded like a threat to me. Why don't we take a walk and have a little discussion?" Leading him out of the diner, Sam said, "Ladies, have a nice rest of your lunch.
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee. I also intentionally left off the trema or dieresis on naive. I didn't want Evil Eddie adding all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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Hola is Spanish for hello.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Querido is Spanish for dear or sweetheart.
De nada is Spanish for no problem or you're welcome.
Rancho de los Toros Salvajes is Spanish for Wild Bull Ranch.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex
| Author Notes |
My next post will be Wednesday, 1/2d/23.
Thank you google images for an image of a small west Texas diner. Will Pat Rogers cause Alexandra harm? HMMM This post is a little over 700 words. I'm giving you a break from the two longer posts. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 49 days ago.
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Alexandra stood. "Sir, I'm pretty sure this is not the place to have this discussion. You'll have the opportunity on Tuesday at one o'clock." As Cordero moved closer, she motioned him to back away. "If you came here to eat, I suggest you have a seat and order. If not, I suggest you leave." She sat and faced her friends.
"Ortiz, I suggest you rein in your girlfriend before she gets hurt."
Sheriff Baily walked up and took his arm. "Rogers, that sounded like a threat to me. Why don't we take a walk and have a little discussion?" Leading him out of the diner, Sam said, "Ladies, have a nice rest of your lunch.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 27 B
When the ladies left the diner, Jim and Cordero sat with Alexandra.
Cordero's hand covered hers. "You all right?"
"Yes. I don't understand why anybody would want to make a public scene."
Jim shook his head. "I wouldn't want to air my dirty laundry."
"Neither would I." Alexandra's eyes met Cordero's. "I was thinking."
He hung his head and grinned. "When you look at me that way, I know I'm going to do something I'd rather not What is it?"
She held her phone. "Before I say anything, I need to make a phone call."
After the call, Cordero asked, "What did Amy say? Does she have the photos and a yearbook? If not, I have one, somewhere."
"Yes, her mom took Polaroids and they're in a shoebox in the back of her closet with her yearbook. Guess what?" When Cordero shook his head and Jim chuckled, Alexandra continued, "Rogers signed it, 'Love you forever,' and some other stuff she doesn't remember." Still in the chair, she did a little dance and waved her arms. "I got him." She stood. "I need to speak with her parents."
Cordero put his hand in the small of her back and they went to the pickup. "Have I ever told you, you're a mess?" He pecked her cheek.
"I don't think so. Is it a bad thing?"
Chuckling he said, "It's a good thing. You keep things interesting."
*****
After Cordero parked in front of the Harding residence, Alexandra studied the house before she exhaled. "They may not be willing to help." She took another breath. "I've got to try."
Cordero touched her arm. "Do you want us to go with you or stay here?"
"They know you. You'd be a friendly face."
Jim elected to wait outside.
Mrs. Harding answered the door, and Alexandra introduced herself. While she explained why she was there, Mr. Harding came into the room. "Ma'am, you're wasting your time. We don't have a daughter."
"Sir, you do have a daughter who was a victim of a horrible rape. During that rape, she became pregnant. You now have a very wonderful grandson named Matthew. I've met him. What I'd like to do is hold that man accountable. I have a strong case, but if I could have access to the photos and the yearbook my case becomes even stronger. Are you going to help me or not?"
A long period of silence filled the room.
Mr. Harding gave his wife a dismissive wave. "Go ahead." He left the room.
Mrs. Harding led Alexandra and Cordero into Amy's childhood bedroom. Inside, she opened the closet door. "Nothing's been touched since Amy left." She hesitated. "Have you seen her?"
"I have. We had lunch together a few weeks ago. She's doing fine and will start college in the fall. She'll be here Tuesday at one o'clock for the child support case, if you'd like to talk with her."
"Help yourself." Mrs. Harding turned and left the room.
Cordero reached to the top closet shelf and handed Alexandra a closed shoebox.
She sat on the bed and opened it. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she viewed photos of bruises and bite marks. "Cord, look. He's an animal."
Kneeling in front of her, Cordero said, "He is and you're going to stop him."
"Too much time has passed to prove rape. We're at the ten-year time limit. He could admit to rough sex, but I'll get him for child support." Their eyes met. "You know he's going to try to pin this on you."
Nodding, Cordero said, "I know, but DNA says different, plus Amy knows it's not possible. I'll submit to another DNA test if it'll help." He stood. "I'll see if there's anything else up there." He found a yearbook and handed it to her but noticed her studying a photo. "What you looking at?"
She held it out for him. "This looks like Homecoming to me."
"It is. Why?"
"If they never dated, he couldn't have taken her to Homecoming, could he?"
"You're correct." He rechecked the closet and brought out some material. "What's this?"
Alexandra studied it. "Amy's prom dress." She jumped up. "Ouch!" and hugged him.
"The doc said you could start putting weight on your ankle. I doubt he meant jumping."
"But..." She was interrupted with a kiss.
Before long, Alexandra packed up the photos, yearbook, and the prom dress.
After thanking Mr. and Mrs. Harding, Cordero and Alexandra left.
*****
At the ranch, Cordero and Jim went to the barn and Alexandra continued studying the photos and yearbook. She paused when she saw Cordero with a date for Homecoming. That could be additional proof Matthew isn't Cord's. I wonder who he took to prom?
*****
After Alexandra and Rosa finished clearing the table and cleaning the dishes, Cordero asked, "Ali, would you like to sit on the bench and watch the stars?"
"Of course."
Once they were seated, Cordero patted his thigh. "Put your foot here." When her eyes widened, he continued, "I have a feeling it's swelling again. I'm betting you did too much." Removing her shoe, he studied her ankle. "I'm right." He massaged it.
"Thank you. That feels good."
"I'm sure you studied the yearbook and pictures some more. Anything new?"
"I saw a picture of you at homecoming."
He nodded. "I took Izabella Ruiz. Her family moved about two months later."
Alexandra frowned. "I was hoping you took her to prom. Who did you take?"
"I didn't go to prom. Jim and I went to a rodeo in Gidding, Texas. We were seven hours away."
She thought for a few minutes and then frowned. "I know it was ten years ago, but you wouldn't have proof, would you?"
Cordero grinned. "I do. I won a belt buckle."
"Do you have a certificate that's dated?" Alexandra hesitated. "I'm trying to..."
"I know what you're doing," interrupted Cordero. "You're ending all doubt that Matt's my son." He leaned over and kissed her. "I appreciate it." He glanced toward the house. "Mom kept all that. When we go inside, I'll have her get it. Right now, I want to spend time with you."
"Good." She leaned in and kissed him.
After a few more kisses, he asked, "So you want a small wedding and private honeymoon?"
Alexandra turned crimson. "You weren't supposed to hear that. It was private."
"Why? I thought we shared everything."
"We do but..." When his eyebrows rose, Alexandra asked, "What would your ideal wedding and honeymoon look like?"
"I agree with you; a very small intimate wedding and a private honeymoon with you." Cordero closed his eyes. "Sorry." After a pause, he said, "I think it's time to go inside.
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee. I also intentionally left off the trema or dieresis on naive. I didn't want Evil Eddie adding all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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Hola is Spanish for hello.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Querido is Spanish for dear or sweetheart.
De nada is Spanish for no problem or you're welcome.
Rancho de los Toros Salvajes is Spanish for Wild Bull Ranch.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex
| Author Notes |
My next post will be Tuesday, 1/30/23. After today's post there are 5 posts left. My first published book, 'Two Tattered Hearts' will be coming out as a paperback in about a week. It originally was published only as an e-book. My publisher died and the book got misplaced. It's been found and will soon be a paperback.
Thank you google images for an image of a yearbook page. Will Ali get the around of child support she hopes to get from Pat Rogers? HMMM. This post is a little over 1100 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 53 days ago.
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"I know what you're doing," interrupted Cordero. "You're ending all doubt that Matt's my son." He leaned over and kissed her. "I appreciate it." He glanced toward the house. "Mom kept all that. When we go inside, I'll have her get it. Right now, I want to spend time with you."
"Good." She leaned in and kissed him.
After a few more kisses, he asked, "So you want a small wedding and private honeymoon?"
Alexandra turned crimson. "You weren't supposed to hear that. It was private."
"Why? I thought we shared everything."
"We do but..." When his eyebrows rose, Alexandra asked, "What would your ideal wedding and honeymoon look like?"
"I agree with you; a very small intimate wedding and a private honeymoon with you." Cordero closed his eyes. "Sorry." After a pause, he said, "I think it's time to go inside.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 28 A
Alexandra and Cordero waited at the courthouse door for Amy Harding, her son, and Sandy Smith, the lady who had been hired to help Amy get her life on track.
As they waited, Pat Rogers and his attorney, Lester Brown walked in. Pat glanced around. "I see Harding isn't here. She knows I'm not the brat's dad."
Lester ushered Pat into the courtroom whispering to him.
It wasn't long before Amy, Sandy, and Matthew walked up the courthouse steps. Amy and Alexandra hugged before the greetings. It was decided Matthew and Sandy would wait in the foyer until Alexandra called for them.
*****
Inside the courtroom, the bailiff announced, "All rise."
Judge Sean Pickett walked in and scanned the courtroom before he sat. "Ms. Baker, are you ready to present your case?"
"Your Honor, Ms. Amy Harding is returning to court hoping to adjust child support for her minor son, Matthew Harding."
Lester Brown stood. "Your Honor, my client would like to state to the court he isn't this child's father."
Alexandra jumped up and cringed, lifting her ankle. "Your Honor, if I may remind the court, the identity of Matthew's father was established in March of 2012 during the first child support hearing. DNA results confirmed that Pat Rogers is the father of Matthew Harding."
Brown faced Alexandra. "My client challenges the authenticity of the DNA results. He couldn't be the father because he never dated Ms. Harding."
"Your Honor, we're not opposed to another DNA test, if necessary. I feel I can prove they did date."
Pickett nodded. "Ms. Black, present your case."
Alexandra handed the judge a photograph. "During their senior year Mr. Rogers pinned a homecoming corsage on Ms. Harding."
Pat stood. "Ortiz was her date. He couldn't get the flower right. I helped."
Another picture was handed to Sean. "Izabella Ruiz was Mr. Ortiz homecoming date that same year." Alexandra presented additional photos. "These are my client and Mr. Rogers' dates throughout their junior and senior years." She handed the judge the yearbook. "I have placed colored tabs on the pages indicating documented dates Mr. Rogers had with Ms. Harding. Inside the back cover, Mr. Rogers wrote a heartwarming message to Ms. Harding stating how he felt about her."
After reading, Judge Pickett studied Mr. Rogers. "It's obvious you dated her during high school."
"Maybe a few dates, but Ortiz took her to prom."
"Your Honor, I have proof during senior prom Mr. Ortiz was seven hours away at a rodeo. Would you like to see it?"
The judge shook his head and glanced at Pat. "Want to try again?"
"I might have taken her to prom, but I in no way fathered a child."
Judge Pickett glanced at Alexandra. "Do you have any additional proof?"
"I do." She held up additional photographs and papers. "Here are photos Mrs. Harding took of her daughter's bites and bruises after her prom date with Mr. Rogers. There are dates and times stamped on the backs of each photo. Here's a statement from Mr. Rogers' dentist stating the bite marks match his teeth imprints."
"There's no way this will stand up in court," said Lester. "We had no knowledge these existed."
"Your Honor?" asked Alexandra. After she paused, she held up Amy's prom dress. "Since this was just discovered Friday, I haven't had an opportunity for forensics to examine it, but I'm betting Mr. Rogers' DNA is all over it."
Judge Pickett chuckled. "I wouldn't bet against you, Ms. Black."
She exhaled. "Your Honor, if Mr. Brown would feel it would be to his client's advantage, we can adjourn. I can have the dress examined and also present the photos as official evidence."
"There's no doubt the child in question is Mr. Rogers'. We still have the original DNA results. It's obvious they dated, so I see no reason for additional testing. These results stand. Onto child support. Ms. Black, what is your client asking?"
"Two things, Your Honor. First, in March 2012, Ms. Harding was awarded $75 a month. It's come to my attention that Ms. Harding hasn't received a single payment."
"That's a lie." Pat stood. "I paid her the first day of every month."
When Judge Pickett frowned in their direction, Mr. Brown encouraged Pat to sit and remain quiet.
Alexandra faced Pat. "If that's true, do you have proof? Maybe canceled checks or money order receipts?"
Sean studied Rogers. "I'd like your answer to that myself."
"I went to El Paso and gave her cash."
"Great." Judge Pickett asked, "Can you tell us her house number or the name of the street she lives on?" When Pat hung his head, he continued, "Let's try, describing the house, or maybe the color of your son's hair or eyes. Can you give us any proof you handed Ms. Harding $75 every month?"
The silence continued.
Alexandra said, "Your Honor, I'm requesting $8,100 back child support with ten percent interest included be paid to my client. That's a total of $8,910. We'll round it to $8,900."
"Since Mr. Rogers made no attempt to pay support plus lied to the court, he'll pay $10,000, due today before he leaves the building. Please continue, Ms. Black."
"Thank you, Your Honor. Alexandra held up a piece of paper. "I have Mr. Rogers' financial portfolio. He's paid $195,000 a year, that's over $16,250 a month. May I approach the bench?" After Sean nodded, she handed him the report. "I feel Matthew Harding should at least receive 10% which would be $1,625 per month."
Judge Pickett lifted his gavel. "Mr. Rogers will pay Ms. Harding $2000 a month child support, payable to the county clerk, who will mail a check to Ms. Harding. That way there's no question if he paid or not. I'm being generous. I'd be within my right to have you pay $3,250 or 20% of your income. I happen to be aware of your previous financial obligations." He slammed down his gavel.
Alexandra stood. "Thank you, Your Honor. Please two more things." After he nodded, she continued, "Matthew Harding is in the foyer. I feel it would help Mr. Rogers if he met his son." After the judge nodded, she had Sandy escort the child in. "Mr. Rogers, as you can see Matthew resembles a younger version of yourself."
Pat's eyes widened as he stared but remained silent.
Judge Pickett said, "Ms. Black, what else would you like to say?"
"I have assault and attempted kidnapping charges filed against Mr. Rogers. I'd be willing to forget those with the agreement he is never one day late on his child support payments or any of the payments he owes to..."
"The four ladies named in the plea agreement?" interrupted Sean. When she nodded, he continued, "That's very generous. Are you sure?"
"Yes Sir, I want to make sure these ladies get the money they deserve. If he's one day late, I'll continue with my case."
The judge nodded. "I understand and will honor that request."
*****
In the foyer, Cordero and Alexandra watched Mr. and Mrs. Harding hug Amy. Alexandra smiled. "I think everything will work out."
He pecked her cheek. "I think you're right."
Judge Pickett walked up to Alexandra. "It's a very unselfish thing you're doing. You know Rogers would get prison time for what he and Luke Jones did."
"I know, but if he's in jail, the ladies wouldn't get the money they deserve, would they?" After Sean nodded, Alexandra continued, "I understand Jones is in jail on an outstanding warrant."
"He is and will be there for a long time."
She studied a paper in her hand. "Excuse me. I need to file this with the clerk before I forget."
Sean watched her walk away, and then glanced at Cordero. "So, I'll get to watch her in court again?"
"You will. She's trying to get Rogers to pay Lisa Johnson's doctor's bills for maternity appointments."
"Are you saying when he raped her, she got pregnant?"
"Yep. Since her husband died there was no reason for her to pay for maternity insurance."
"It never stops with that man." The judge paused. "Cord, Alexandra's a good woman. You need to marry her before somebody else snatches her up."
"I'm going to give it my best shot."
~~~~~
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I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee. I also intentionally left off the trema or dieresis on naive. I didn't want Evil Eddie adding all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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~~~~
Hola is Spanish for hello.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Querido is Spanish for dear or sweetheart.
De nada is Spanish for no problem or you're welcome.
Rancho de los Toros Salvajes is Spanish for Wild Bull Ranch.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex
| Author Notes |
My next post will be Friday, 2/4/23. After today's post there are 4 posts left. My first published book, 'Two Tattered Hearts' will be coming out as a paperback in about a week. It originally was published only as an e-book. My publisher died and the book got misplaced. It's been found and will soon be a paperback.
Thank you google images for an image of child support figures in Texas. This post is a little over 1400 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 53 days ago.
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Alexandra studied a paper in her hand. "Excuse me. I need to file this with the clerk before I forget."
Sean watched her walk away, and then glanced at Cordero. "So, I'll get to watch her in court again?"
"You will. She's trying to get Rogers to pay Lisa Johnson's doctor's bills for maternity appointments."
"Are you saying when he raped her, she got pregnant?"
"Yep. Since her husband died there was no reason for her to pay for maternity insurance."
"It never stops with that man." The judge paused. "Cord, Alexandra's a good woman. You need to marry her before somebody else snatches her up."
"I'm going to give it my best shot."
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 28 B
After dinner, Cordero studied Alexandra's ankle. "I'm glad you wore sensible shoes while in court today. There's very little swelling." His eyes met hers. "Think you're up for a short moonlit walk?"
When she nodded, he opened the glass sliding door. "We'll go this way in case your ankle acts up. Our bench is close."
"But then I won't have my cowboy riding his almost white steed to rescue his damsel in distress."
Cordero chuckled. "Like I've said before you're hardly a damsel in distress. I watched you in court today. Rogers didn't have a chance." He exhaled. "That being said, I'll always come to your aid." He leaned over and kissed her.
She returned it and initiated another. "I know."
He took her hand and led her away from the house, the pool, past the bench, and away from the glow of the house lights. Finally, he stopped and pointed to the sky. "The stars in all their glory."
"I've fallen in love with the Texas night sky."
Kissing the hand he still held, he asked, "Is that all you love about Texas?"
Alexandra tilted her head. "I love the beautiful nature, the domestic and wild animals." She hesitated. "I'm not too fond of the snakes." Smiling she added, "I love the Texas style of dancing and dressing." She held up a finger. "And the Mexican food."
Leaning in for a kiss, he asked. "Is that all you love?"
Releasing a deep breath, Alexandra said, "No. There's a very special..." She pointed. "Did you see that?"
He glanced in that direction. "What?" After watching in silence, he said, "It looks like a fast-moving storm rolling in. See the horizontal cloud front is heading this direction? It has wind and rain in it."
As they watched the storm move closer, Alexandra eye's widened. "I never realized lightning came in so many colors."
"Blue means there's hail. We'd better hurry." A blast of cooler wind hit them. "Too late. It's here." Cordero grabbed her hand. "Come on!"
As they got close to the pool, Samson ran between them and knocked Ali off-balance. Splash! "Help!"
Cordero and Samson jumped in as Alexandra fought the water.
Dog and owner worked together to get Alexandra to shallow water so Cordero could carry her out and into the house. He laid her on the dining room table.
Rosa came running with towels. "What happened?"
As Alexandra coughed up water, Cordero answered, "Samson knocked her in the pool. She can't swim."
Alexandra's eyes met Cordero's. "I was running as fast as I could. You didn't need to shove me in the pool."
He hugged her. "I didn't." He pointed at the large wet dog. "He did." He swallowed. "You scared me."
She glanced around and sat up. "I'm sorry. I'm making a mess."
Rosa handed her a towel. "Cord, take care of that dog. I'll help Ali."
*****
About an hour later Cordero knocked on Alexandra's bedroom door. "Ali, can I come in?"
"Of course." She looked around him. Where's your trusty buddy?"
"I banished him to my room. He's caused enough problems for one night. In the morning I'll take him to my place. Bob will take care of him."
"It's not his fault he was running for shelter. It's also not his fault I can't swim. It was an accident. Don't punish him."
"You shouldn't be his lawyer. You're the victim." Cordero paused. "I'll reconsider sending him away."
"Thank you. I'm hardly a victim." She paused and watched the lightning through the window.
Cordero held out his hand. "I think we can watch the storm from the front porch without getting wet."
She glanced at her clothes. "I'm in my P.J.'s."
He chuckled. "So? They cover you." Taking her hand, he said, "Come on. We'll sit on the porch swing and eat ice cream."
Laughing she said, "Do you do anything without ice cream?"
"Not if I can help it."
*****
After watching and commenting on the lightning strikes between bites, Alexandra set her bowl on a side table and cuddled into Cordero's chest.
He put his arms around her.
She cuddled closer.
He tightened his hold and kissed the top of her head. I wonder what this is about. Don't complain, dummy. After a few moments, he asked, "Is anything wrong?"
"No." She cuddled closer.
He, again, tightened his hold.
Alexandra moved away, their eyes met, she hesitated, and then leaned in for a kiss.
Between her jasmine perfume and the kiss, Cordero became intoxicated as her lips claimed his. The hunger within his loins intensified. He half opened an eye. I'm not dreaming.
He pulled her closer claiming not only her lips but her as his.
The scorching kisses seared his resolve.
Alexandra backed away, licked her lips, and another hungry kiss followed.
Cordero's senses were on fire.
Moving away, their eyes met as Alexandra stood.
I need to immediately marry this woman. Cordero watched her open the door and walk inside.
*****
Later Cordero knocked on Alexandra's bedroom door. "Ali, can I come in?"
She opened the door. "I don't think you'd better."
He swallowed. "Is something wrong?"
"No. Everything's too right." She closed the door.
~~~~~
I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee. I also intentionally left off the trema or dieresis on naive. I didn't want Evil Eddie adding all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
~~~~~~
~~~~
Hola is Spanish for hello.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Querido is Spanish for dear or sweetheart.
De nada is Spanish for no problem or you're welcome.
Rancho de los Toros Salvajes is Spanish for Wild Bull Ranch.
~~~~~
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex
| Author Notes |
My next post will be Thursday, 2/9/23. After today's post there are 3 posts left.
Thank you google images for an image of horizonal lightning strikes in the Texas sky. In my last post, I made a lot of changes as I posted and made numerous additional mistakes. I sure hope that's not the case this week. Sorry about that. This post is a little under 900 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 56 days ago.
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Later Cordero knocked on Alexandra's bedroom door. "Ali, can I come in?"
She opened the door. "I don't think you'd better."
He swallowed. "Is something wrong?"
"No. Everything's too right." She closed the door.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 29 A
As Cordero and Alexandra walked up to the courthouse steps, Lisa called to them. After they greeted her, Alexandra asked, "How are you feeling?"
"Okay. A little nauseous and tired but not bad. I'm nervous about this. It'll make Pat angrier."
"You're right, but he needs to be held accountable. Maybe he'll think twice before he abuses other women." Alexandra hesitated. "You understand he's going to accuse you of being with other men."
"I know. He called us whores at the diner last week."
"I'm sure he'll do it again."
"Can you sue him for slander?" asked Cordero.
Inside the courthouse Alexandra took Cordero's hand, but suddenly dropped it. "I'm using it as a threat."
Something's bothering her. What? Cordero pecked her cheek as the ladies headed toward the rectangular table where they sat. He sat at the back of the courtroom.
It wasn't long before Pat Rogers and Lester Brown walked in. Pat stopped in front of Alexandra. "Don't you have anything better to do than harass me? We're filing harassment charges. I doubt she's even pregnant. If she is, there's no way she knows who the father is."
Lester pointed to their table. "We need to get seated."
Moments later the bailiff announced the judge entering.
Judge Pickett sat. "Before we start," he glared at Pat. "I suggest Mr. Rogers remains silent. Mr. Brown, as his attorney you may speak for him." He nodded toward Alexandra. "Ms. Black, please begin."
"Yes. Your Honor. Mrs. Johnson's approximately six weeks pregnant." After getting permission to approach the bench, she presented him with the doctor's report. "Since her husband died three years ago, she discontinued maternity insurance. She's raising her two young children and is the owner of the town bakery. She has no desire or time for dating. By no fault of hers, Mr. Rogers forced himself on her, and she became pregnant."
Alexandra held up two papers. "Your Honor, may I approach the bench?" After he nodded, she presented them to the judge. "We're asking Mr. Rogers pays her prenatal care and delivery costs. We estimate the prenatal care to cost about two thousand dollars for a normal pregnancy. The delivery costs are around seven thousand dollars. Please understand these are estimates and if problems arise, the cost will increase. We're discussing approximately nine thousand dollars."
Brown stood. "My client denies he...."
"Ms. Black?" interrupted the judge.
"I anticipated Mr. Rogers would claim he's not the father. The timeline for when she became pregnant fits perfectly with the timeline of when your client raped her."
She faced Pat. "Knowing you'd expect DNA verification, Mrs. Johnson and I agree that, although possible to test now, it's an invasive test and we'd rather wait until the child's born. This is for the fetus and mother's safety."
Alexandra returned to the table and picked up another paper. "Dr. Barnes has agreed to wait until the child is born for his bill to be paid. As for the hospital, the test would be completed before they're released." She faced Judge Pickett. "Under the circumstances of conception, Mrs. Johnson hasn't decided if she's going to raise the child or put the baby up for adoption. If she chooses to raise the child, we'll petition the court for child support."
Alexandra studied Pat and then faced Sean. "Judge Pickett, we're also concerned about two additional issues. First, last Friday Mrs. Johnson, three other ladies, and I were having lunch at the local diner. Mr. Rogers entered and made loud derogatory remarks about us. Everyone inside heard him." She presented another paper to Pickett after getting permission to approach the bench. "Here's a statement from Mr. James, the diner's owner concerning these remarks. We would like these remarks stopped. If they don't, we're willing to sue for slander."
Judge Pickett nodded. "Mr. Rogers, they're within their right to do so."
Pat's glare shot daggers at Alexandra. "I understand, Your Honor."
Sean continued, "Ms. Black, is there anything else?"
"There is. Because Mr. Rogers allegedly attempted to have me kidnapped and during the process I was stabbed, I'm concerned about Mrs. Johnson and the fetus' safety."
Judge Picket lifted his gavel. "The medical costs and the child support will be awarded depending on DNA results." He stood. "I'll issue a restraining order. That should help with the other issues." The judge slammed the gavel.
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I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee. I also intentionally left off the trema or dieresis on naive. I didn't want Evil Eddie adding all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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Hola is Spanish for hello.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Querido is Spanish for dear or sweetheart.
De nada is Spanish for no problem or you're welcome.
Rancho de los Toros Salvajes is Spanish for Wild Bull Ranch.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex
| Author Notes |
My next post will be Tuesday, 2/14/23, on Valentines Day. After today's post there are 2 posts left.
Cord's feels there's something bothering Ali. I wander what it is? Thank you google images for a photo of a small courtroom. In this post I made a lot of changes as I posted. I hope I didn't make it worse. I've edited this post so often that I often fail to see all the errors. I appreciate all the help. This post is a little under 800 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 56 days ago.
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Judge Picket lifted his gavel. "The medical costs and the child support will be awarded depending on DNA results." He stood. "I'll issue a restraining order. That should help with the other issues." The judge slammed the gavel.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 29 B
Outside the courthouse Lisa hugged Alexandra. "Thank you for everything. At least Judge Picket is aware of what's going on."
"That's true. We knew nothing would be decided until the DNA results were in. Now we wait."
Lisa glanced toward the bakery and sighed. "Again, thank you for everything. I better get to work."
After Lisa left, Cordero cupped Alexandra's elbow. "We've both been busy. How about we take time for a picnic?"
She swallowed. "Okay. What can I do?"
"Nothing. I've preordered everything. I didn't want Mom to have any extra work." Cordero faced the grocery store. "I just need to pick it up." He opened the pickup door for her. "I'll be right back." Within minutes, he returned with a picnic basket.
Cord drove toward the ranch. Ali's sure being quiet. I wonder if those kisses we shared the other night upset her. He interrupted the silence, "I haven't taken you to one of my favorite places. I thought it'd be perfect for our picnic."
"Sounds nice."
Cordero parked and helped Alexandra from the pickup before he grabbed the picnic basket and blanket. He pointed toward a path. "This way. It isn't far."
At an area overlooking a field of wildflowers, he spread the blanket. Alexandra released a deep breath. "It's beautiful."
"I thought you'd like it."
They both sat and then Cordero set out a meat and cheese board, with containers holding a variety of fresh berries and vegetables, and baguettes. For drinks he poured sparkling water.
Wiping an escaped tear, Alexandra said, "You've gone to so much trouble."
"I wanted to make it special."
"It is."
"Since Tuesday, we haven't seen much of each other. I've missed our time together."
Alexandra avoided eye contact.
Yep, something's bothering her. He took a bite of cheese and watched Alexandra. "Please help yourself."
She took a slice of meat and bit into it. "This is good."
Brushing the side of her cheek with his finger, he said, "I know you well enough to know something's wrong. What is it?"
"To be honest I've been avoiding you."
His eyebrows rose. "Why?" He hesitated. "Those kisses a few nights ago...Did they make you uncomfortable?"
"After I changed from falling into the pool and before you knocked on the door, Mom called," interrupted Alexandra.
"Is everything all right?"
Tears spilled from her eyes. "No everything's wrong."
Cordero offered his bandana and attempted to put his arms around her, but she pushed him away. "Ali?"
She accepted the bandana. "Don't! It'll make what I have to say harder. One of my clients is buying another company, and I need to be there."
"Okay. How long will it take? When will you leave?"
"I leave in the morning."
"When will you return?"
"Alan's in prison so my reason for being here doesn't exist any longer."
"Your reason for staying could've changed."
"My family and job are in New York City."
"But you've tried a few cases since you've been here."
"True and I've enjoyed it." She dried a tear. "But I'm a corporate lawyer."
"I see a very good lawyer who's capable of getting justice for everybody."
She was silent as tears streamed down her cheeks.
Cordero moved closer.
"Please don't."
"I thought you liked being here." After she nodded, he continued, "You've made friends, you've learned to ride. This summer I'll teach you to swim."
"I love it here. I'll miss Samson, Jewel, and the foals." The tears flowed harder. "I love your parents. I feel like I belong. I'll miss everybody and everything."
He moved closer and took her in his arms.
She moved away. "Don't! It only makes the inevitable harder."
"You've said it helps when you're able to lean on me."
"Not now. It'll only make leaving more difficult." Alexandra stood, walked away, and kept her back to him. "Take me home. No, I mean to the ranch."
"You were right the first time. It's your home as long as you want."
*****
Once returning to the house Cordero parked, he opened the door for Alexandra, and attempted to hold her. She turned away, ran inside, and slammed the door to her room.
Cordero followed.
Rosa came to her son. "I thought you were going to propose."
He fingered the engagement ring box. "I was but didn't get the chance." He set it on the table. "I wonder if Joseph will take it back."
"What happened? Ali loves you."
"She leaves tomorrow and won't be back. A client needs her, and Alan's in jail. There's no reason for her to return."
"Did you tell her how you feel? That you want her to stay."
"No. I want her to stay because she wants to. Not because I want her to. I want it to be her choice."
Jorge walked in. "Sorry. I couldn't help but overhear."
Rosa glanced at her husband. "You Ortiz men have the same problem. If it wasn't for Tonia telling your dad how I felt, he would've let me get away."
His dad put his arm around his son's shoulders. "Go to her. Settle this before it's too late."
"It already is. I'm going to my place. I won't be here for dinner. I need to pack."
Rosa and Jorge watched their son head for his room. Jorge took out his phone and pushed buttons. "Jim, Cord and Ali broke up. You and Bob stay with him and don't let him do anything he'll regret or go to town."
*****
Alexandra heard Cordero yell at Samson. "No! You can't go in her room. She's leaving. Come with me."
Next, she heard the front door slam. She watched from her window as Jim climbed in the pickup with Cordero. The gravel scattered and hit her window as he sped away.
*****
Saturday morning, Rosa waited for Alexandra to come from her room. When she did, she said, "I missed you at dinner last night."
"I'm sorry." Alexandra glanced down the hallway. "I didn't feel like eating."
"I understand. If you're looking for Cord, he's gone back to his place." She paused. "Would you like some breakfast?"
She shook her head. "No thank you. My stomach's upset."
"Then we'll go straight to the airport." On the way, Rosa said, "You don't look like someone who's excited about returning home."
"I'm not."
"I understand about your client, but why are you staying? You're more than welcome to return."
The tears flowed heavily. "Cord doesn't want me here."
"What?" Rosa's voice rose. "I don't understand. Cord's heartbroken that you're leaving. Jorge sent Jim and Bob to watch him, so he doesn't do anything stupid. There's nothing worse than a heartbroken cowboy."
"Why didn't he ask me to stay? I was waiting and praying he would, but he didn't."
"He wants you to stay because you want to, not because he wants you too."
Alexandra was silent as the tears flowed.
Thank you Jason Aldean and Carrie Underwood for "If I Didn't Love You?"
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I intentionally left off the accents on fiance and fiancee. I also intentionally left off the trema or dieresis on naive. I didn't want Evil Eddie adding all sorts of strange characters in my post. Thank you for understanding.
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Hola is Spanish for hello.
Mi hijo & Mijo are Spanish for son. Jorge uses them often.
Bendecido is Spanish for blessed.
Querido is Spanish for dear or sweetheart.
De nada is Spanish for no problem or you're welcome.
Rancho de los Toros Salvajes is Spanish for Wild Bull Ranch.
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CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex
| Author Notes |
My next post will be Sunday, 2/19/23. After today's post there are 1post left.
Can Cord and Ali's relationship be saved?? Thank you google images for a photo of a small courtroom. In this post I made a lot of changes as I posted. I hope I didn't make it worse. I've edited this post so often that I often fail to see all the errors. I appreciate all the help. This post is a little under 1200 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
Cordero and Alexandra met 63 days ago.
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"I understand. If you're looking for Cord, he's gone back to his place." Rosa paused. "Would you like some breakfast?"
Alexandra shook her head. "No thank you. My stomach's upset."
"Then we'll go straight to the airport." On the way, Rosa said, "You don't look like someone who's excited about returning home."
"I'm not."
"I understand about your client, but why are you staying? You're more than welcome to return."
The tears flowed heavily. "Cord doesn't want me here."
"What?" Rosa's voice rose. "I don't understand. Cord's heartbroken that you're leaving. Jorge sent Jim and Bob to watch him, so he doesn't do anything stupid. There's nothing worse than a heartbroken cowboy."
"Why didn't he ask me to stay? I was waiting and praying he would, but he didn't."
"He wants you to stay because you want to, not because he wants you too."
Alexandra was silent as the tears flowed.
TODAY'S POST:
Chapter 30
Tonia finished her call with Rosa and watched her daughter get off the family jet and walk toward the waiting limousine. When Alexandra stood in front of her, they hugged.
Anthony retrieved her luggage and then stood back and let mom and daughter talk. Tonia asked, "What's wrong? You don't appear happy to be home."
"Cord and I broke up. He doesn't want me to return."
"Really? That's not what I heard." When Alexandra's eyes widened, Tonia continued, "I heard he's heartbroken because you didn't want to stay."
"I gave him opportunities, but he never asked or implied he wanted me around."
"His male ego got in the way so he wouldn't ask." Tonia nodded for Anthony to open the car door. As they climbed inside, she said, "I heard there's a single cowboy auction Friday and Rosa signed Cord up."
"Mom, it has nothing to do with me. I'm here and he's there. Lobo has plenty of women who want to bid on him. They're standing in line hoping for a date. It won't take him long to find somebody else."
*****
A week later, as Alexandra's jet landed in Lobo, Texas, Tonia called Rosa. "Ali just landed. It's up to you."
"I've got this."
*****
Cordero was the final cowboy to be auctioned. He waited offstage as his mom walked to him. "Mom, it's not too late to call this off."
"It'll do you good. I'm sure you'll bring in a lot of money." She adjusted his shirt collar as she dropped something into his front left shirt pocket.
"Mom, cut it out." Cordero brushed his mom's hands away. "You're acting stranger than normal."
When his name was called, Cordero walked to center stage.
*****
The auctioneer, Hank, called out the bids. When they stopped at $150, he called, "$150 going once. $150 going twice..."
"One thousand dollars," interrupted a female voice. As Alexandra entered the high school auditorium, she waved cash above her head.
Hank glanced up. "Ma'am, we don't deal with that kind of money."
Cordero put his hand on the stage and jumped down. "I know her. She's good for it." He walked down the center aisle toward her. "Ali, or is it Alexandra?"
"I deserved that. It's Ali."
He exhaled. "What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to speak with you."
"You have my phone number. You could've called."
"I didn't know if you'd answer."
He raised an eyebrow. "You have my attention. What do you have to say?"
"I've decided I'm not a city girl but a cowgirl."
His stare crept from her heels, moved up her body adorned in a navy-blue business dress, and stopped at her eyes. "You don't look like a cowgirl. I see you're wearing reasonable heels. I'm sure your ankle thanks you."
"My jet just landed. I didn't have time to change."
"Of course."
"You're correct about the ankle."
Cordero hesitated. "But your job and family are in New York City."
"Grandpa and Dad are starting an office in Lobo."
"People around here can't afford big city prices."
"We're working on a percentage of their wages for the fee."
He nodded. "What about your family?"
"We own a jet and can fly back and forth."
"Where will you live?"
"I'll stay in the hotel until I find a place."
"Sam and Dr. Bartley won't be in favor of that. You tend to get into trouble. I'm sure my parents will want you to stay with them. I'm back at my place." After she nodded, he continued, "There are a lot of things in the city we don't have here."
"There's a lot here. You have beautiful nature and all the wildlife you could want. The Marfa lights are spectacular, as are the wildflowers. There are taverns for drinking and dancing plus good restaurants. Lobo even has a drive-in theater and an ice cream shop." Alexandra swallowed. "There's one very important item here the city doesn't have." When his eyes widened, tears dripped from hers as she whispered, "Your touches and kisses cause me to sizzle."
He exhaled and offered his bandana. "Interesting."
She accepted his offer and wiped her eyes. "Cordero, I love you. I could never be happy without you in my life."
For a few moments his eyes stared into hers. He noticed Rosa off to the side patting the left side of her chest. He felt his left chest pocket and nodded. He took Alexandra's hand. I've tried this before. First, she fell in the pool and then said she was leaving. He closed his eyes and swallowed. "Ali, I love you."
Still holding her hand, he knelt on one knee and exhaled. "Alexandra Elizabeth Black, will you marry me?" He slid the ring onto her finger.
She knelt to his level as tears streamed down her cheeks. She threw her arms around his neck. "Yes! Yes!"
THE END!!!!!!!!!!!
The type of wedding and honeymoon they wanted were already discussed in a previous chapter.
Thank you Youtube for sharing George Strait and a 'Fire I Can't Put Out'.
CHARACTER LIST:
Cordero Ortiz: 'Cord' runs his parents' Texas ranch
Alexandra Black: 'Ali' is a New York City corporate lawyer, is a junior partner in huge family law firm
Jorge and Rosa Ortiz: Cordero's parents who own a large West Texas Ranch
Jim: One of the ranch foremen and best friend of Cordero. He takes care of the main house and surrounding ranch area.
Bob: One of the ranch foremen and good friend of Cordero. He works the entire ranch.
Pat Rogers: Bank owner, not a good person
Lester Brown: Pat Rogers lawyer
Sam Bailey: Lobo's Sheriff.
Dr. Bart Barnes: Town doctor
Judge Sean Pickett: County Judge
Tonia and Brent Black: Alexandra's parents
George Black Alexandra's grandpa
Luke: All around bad guy
Amy Harding: A lady who Pat Rogers raped during High School Prom, her son, Matthew
Alan Griffin Alexandra's ex
| Author Notes |
This is the ending of this novel. Thank you for your support. I do appreciate it. If you have any ideas about a title, I'm listening. As of right now, I'm playing with the idea of 'The Compromise'. I feel since compromising was a huge question in this novel, it should be in the title. But not sure. It is headed for my first editor, then onto my second editor. It will hopefully be ready for publishing in about a year.
My next post will be Sunday, 2/26/23. I'll start my new novel then, 'Guided by Faith'. It's a working title and will probably change. I'll probably go back to only posting on Sunday's. How do you feel about it? The novels already completed so I could post more often. Let me know your thoughts. Thank you google images for a photo of cowboy auction banner. In this post I made changes yesterday. I hope I didn't make it worse. I've edited this post so often that I often fail to see all the errors. I appreciate all the help. This post is a little under 900 words. Thank you for your kind reviews and the support you've given me. |
By barbara.wilkey
I wanted to share with everyone that, as you knew it, 'Quiet Lawyer' is published and is available on amazon. The published title is 'Texas Enticement'. It will be available on other platforms as well but so far not available.
This is my seventh novel published. They are all published under my name, Barbara A Wilkey. 'Guided by Faith' will be published shortly. My publisher and I are attempting to agree on a title. Right now, the working title appears to be 'Prayers Answered, Love Found'. But still discussing it. The only hold up right now is the title. Well, I've given ideas for book cover, but he's not got back with me with his suggestions, yet. He said he'll give me a couple of options next week. The book is ready except for those areas.
I wanted to let all of you know how I much I appreciate your help and comments when I posted this on FanStory. I would not have been able to get it published without your help. Again, thank you.
| Author Notes | What happens when a cowboy and a city girl's paths cross? Finding her fiance in bed with another woman, Alexandra Black, a corporate lawyer from New York City, decides to take a break and heal her broken heart. Staying with her mother's best friend, Rosa, on a large West Texas ranch, her path collides with Rosa's son, Cordero. As fate deals its cards, Alexandra finds herself returning to New York City...torn between her obligation to her family and job and her unexpected love for Cordero. |
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