I'll Remember You (Hell Yeah!) by Hunter Sable

Author:Hunter, Sable [Hunter, Sable]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Beau Coup Publishing
Published: 2013-12-24T00:00:00+00:00

Los Banos Ranch

When he awoke, Austin was exhausted. It seemed as if he’d run a marathon and lost. Rubbing his face, he tried to remember what the hell had happened. Oh, yeah. He had met with the doctor about his headaches. A dull thud still resounded in his skull, but the sharp pains were gone. Well, he had work to do. If he was going to be foreman of this outfit, he had to get busy.

While he’d been asleep, he’d dreamed. But he had no memories of what those dreams had been. He only recalled a sad fear and an aching longing for home. Why were memories so elusive and the nightmare so clear? Hell, he needed to get his act together. His past continued to elude him. Hell, what if there were things about Austin Wade he didn’t want to know? The not knowing was killing him.

For the next couple of days, Austin worked tirelessly fixing fence, ordering grain, and herding cattle. He even verified the delivery of a bull to a buyer in central Texas. To keep up with the ranch business, Tomas presented him with his own laptop. He really liked the old man. As for his relationship with the woman who claimed to be his fiancé, he was endeavoring to give her the benefit of the doubt. She seemed to be trying also. Nothing would do Martina, but they make plans to go into town so he could meet her uncle, Esteban, and have dinner. He’d asked why Esteban never visited the ranch, but he got no answer. Maybe he would learn more if he just cooperated and listened.

Everything felt strange. He felt disconnected. And it wasn’t just his memory loss. He was having odd incidents of déjà vu, like he was repeating the same things over and over again. Even Brock acted weird, he’d come up to him and whispered that Austin had missed their meeting and asked if there was something wrong. Austin had said no, he didn’t think so. Then Brock had whispered something which kept repeating itself in his head, over and over again. He’d looked at Austin, grabbed his arm and said, “What happened to you? Did they drug you or pay you off?”

The look in the man’s eyes spooked him. “What do you mean?”

“We were supposed to work together to get out of this mess. Don’t you remember?”

“No.” Austin didn’t know what to say. “What do you mean?”

“Fuck!” Brock threw his hat on the ground. “Forget I said anything. I don’t even know if I can trust you anymore.” He walked off.

Austin stood there confused. Shit. He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know what to believe.

Thanksgiving came and went. He was surprised they celebrated it, actually. But they had turkey, dressing, pumpkin pie and all the trimmings. Austin had a sneaky suspicion they did it all for him. He appreciated it. One thing struck him that day, though. When they were having their meal, there was a bronze statue sitting on the dessert table.

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