Easton [Belt Buckle Ranch 4] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) Read Online Free PDF Page B

they’d fucked. He was polite when he’d suggested that Easton head home for dinner.
    Groaning in frustration, Easton shook his head. He hated this stupid emotional rollercoaster he put himself through. Maybe this is why I’ve never had a relationship.
    “Easton.” Jackson said his name.
    “Yeah.” He jerked his head up.
    “Are you feeling okay?” his brother asked, a look of concern flashing across his features.
    “Yeah.” Easton shrugged and pushed the thoughts of Trent out of his mind. “I’m just tired.”
    “You’re working too hard. Why don’t you take a break?” Jackson suggested, and Easton wanted to roll his eyes.
    He knew his brother was just trying to help, but the idea of taking a day off was foreign to him. He’d been working since he was old enough to walk and as he got older, the days got longer. When his grandfather became ill, Easton started doing all the work on the farm alone. His habits and work ethic had remained when working at the Belt Buckle.
    “Or at the very least, you could sleep in,” Oliver offered as an alternative.
    “I’ve tried to sleep in, but it’s useless. My internal clock is set to wake me up before the sun.”
    “Take it easy tomorrow,” Wyatt added. “I’ll send someone else to work with Trent.”
    Easton started shaking his head before Wyatt had even finished his sentence. There was no way in hell he was going to allow someone else to go in his place. He wasn’t sure how much time he’d be able to have with Trent, but Easton wasn’t willing to give up a single day.
    “With Trent’s foreman gone, he needs someone with experience. There’s still work here that needs to be done before the weather changes. You need Cody, Mason, and Preston. I’m the best choice,” he reasoned.
    “Yeah.” Wyatt rubbed the back of his neck. “I guess you’re right, but when his foreman returns, you should consider taking a break.”
    “I really appreciate the concern, but I’m fine. I can handle the work.” Easton pushed out his chair as he stood.
    “We don’t doubt that, not at all,” Jackson said. “You’re a hard worker. You’re doing a lot more than you need to be doing and I don’t want you to burn yourself out. It’s important to slow down and enjoy life a little.”
    “I enjoy the work.” Turning on his heel, Easton walked into the kitchen and placed his plate into the sink. After a long day, he was ready for a hot shower and a soft bed.
    “Easton,” Robbie called out. A chair scrapped against the floor and hard footsteps marched after him. “You don’t need to be offended,” he said, and Easton turned around, leaning against the counter. “You work from sun up to sun down. This ranch belongs to all of us. Let us take some of the responsibility off your shoulders.”
    Easton reluctantly nodded. He was so used to doing everything that it was hard to ask for help or to let others know he needed assistance. His grandmother had noticed, that’s why she sold the farm. Maybe his brothers were right, maybe he needed to take a step back and relax. He’d never taken a vacation or enjoyed a lazy day in bed.
    “Okay.” He shrugged and Robbie pulled him in for a hug.
    “Go take a shower and get some sleep,” Robbie said. Easton smiled and he shuffled his feet, heading toward the stairs. “Oh, and Easton.” He stopped, looking over his shoulder. “If Trent needs your help, you should go to his ranch. You have a lot of experience. But, after that, please consider working a half day.” He smiled and Easton chuckled.
    He smiled as he walked upstairs. Easton shut the bedroom door behind him and stripped off his dirty clothes, tossing them into a laundry basket. Going into the bathroom, he started the water and stepped under the spray. He lifted his face into the spray and shut his eyes as the lukewarm water turned hot. It took a few minutes, but Easton finally started relaxing.
    He soaped up his body and shampooed his hair as his mind wandered back to