“You staring at my ass?” Calvin asked, looking over his shoulder at Brock.
“Sure as hell ain’t staring at the horse’s ass.”
Calvin patted Hercules’ neck. “Don’t you listen to him. You got a fine ass.”
Brock laughed loudly when just then said horse’s ass let loose with a load of s**t.
* * * *
The honeymoon cabin, when it came into view, was shielded by several tall live oaks from behind while a small lake stretched out in front. A lean-to stable was at one side, which led into a corral.
They dismounted and made quick work of putting Billy Bob and Hercules to bed, Brock saying how impressed he was that the horses had indeed taken them to the cabin.
Calvin snickered. “I was yanking your chain. The horses are good but not that good.”
Brock rolled his eyes, feeling mildly foolish that h
