One Last Sunset (The Long Ranch Series Book 1) by Michel Prince Read Free Book Online

she started college. With long braids, mahogany skin, and eyes the color of night, Kendra had always had more than enough attention to keep her distracted. “Girl, you said you came from BFE, but damn, I thought I was about to find myself on the way to a lynching or something.”
    “What are you doing here?” Mel laughed at her friend and finally took in the outfit that had Velma about to pass out.
    Hot pink halter top that exposed her belly button piercing, black shorts that held on to an ass she wasn’t sure fit into a seat, and hot pink cowboy boots with rhinestones. The hat was the kicker. Who knew glitter was the way to go. Yeah, a far cry from what usually walked through the door.
    “I needed to get my cowboy on…or at least figure out what this redneck is talking about at school.” Mel put her hand on Kendra’s back and ushered her to the lab, not that it would silence her. “So I figured who better than the queen of the ranch herself to teach me.”
    “First rule, those boots…Wow, no.”
    “These?” Kendra twirled her foot in circles while extending her leg. “These were a steal at one of the boot places in El Paso.”
    “Steal…yeah, they stole something.” Mel retrieved her sample from the fridge and started to deal with that mess instead. “Your self respect.”
    “What? This isn’t what all the fashionable cowgirls wear these days?”
    “Not outside of Branson and even then it’s questionable. Can you tell me something?” Mel asked.
    “What?” Kendra sat on the stool next to Mel.
    “Exactly how many rubber snakes needed to die for that outfit?”
    Kendra removed her hat and ran her fingers around the band. “You know me, I’m a sparkly girl.”
    “Yes, you’re blinding me like a vampire I’d like to stake.”
    “Ouch.” Kendra placed her hand on her chest. “Well, you weren’t there to guide me. Why are you here instead of interning closer to school?”
    “Because the rent is free and Dr. Carlisle helped me a lot through high school and college.”
    “Ugh, the great Dr. Carlisle. Tell me truthfully, is he some hot ass cowboy with a crooked smile and abs formed in the Greek god section of heaven?”
    “Not for at least thirty years,” Doc said as he entered the room.
    Kendra’s face blanched before turning around in her chair to see the slightly pot bellied vet close to retirement.
    “Although in my day I made more than one woman swoon.”
    “Doc, this is my friend Kendra Brown, a cheap western store in El Paso threw up on her.”
    “I see that. I’m assuming you’re a college buddy?” he asked as he shook her hand.
    “Yes Sir, I’m at the medical school there. Just moved to El Paso to start actual medical training.”
    “Oh, a wimp only focusing on one animal, well, we won’t hold it against you. Those boots on the other hand…” Doc shook his head, then peered into the microscope where Mel had prepared the slide. “It’s not the bull.”
    “Nope. His number are high.”
    “Damn, that would have been easier.” He sighed. “I’ve been impregnating their cattle for a decade with no problem.”
    “Maybe they just need a little mood music or a different position…you know us girls get tired of missionary.” Kendra’s joke went over like a lead balloon.
    “Let me talk to Winston’s and see if we can slaughter her and get a better idea of the problem.”
    “You’re killing a cow because she can’t get pregnant?”
    “Kendra,” Mel warned.
    “What?” Kendra asked. “Look what’s going on, we’re all mammals right?”
    Mel looked over at Doc who shrugged his shoulders.
    “We’ve just had a batch of cattle that can’t get pregnant. One or two after insemination sure, but forty?”
    “Before you slaughter the poor girl why not test the hair? In humans depending on the length it can hold a year’s worth of environmental factors.”
    “She does have a brain,” Doc said.
    “All my friends do,” Melody said with a smile. “Just no fashion