Someone knocked at the office door. Zach opened it and there was a worker standing there holding a key.
"The buggy is here for number two, sir," he said.
"Good," Zach replied. "Now get the other one ready and swap it out with number one's unit."
"Yes sir, it will be ready by early afternoon," the worker responded and left.
Zach pitched the keys to Ben. "Here, number one, do your job," he remarked.
Ben got up and told Robbie to follow him outside. Robbie followed him. Outside there was a brand new solar buggy like he had never seen before—it had three rows of seats and a modified bed, larger than normal solar cells and beefier tires and suspension.
"Besides what you can see, it's outfitted with extended range batteries, emergency locating beacon, GPS tracking and extra long range communications radio," Ben spoke up. "And Robbie, it's all yours as number two in charge. Use it as you wish anytime of the day or night and weekends for the family. Just keep Willie from taking it for a spin or joyriding." He handed him the keys.
Robbie swallowed and squeaked out a thank you to both men.
"You've earned it, son. Take this big boy home during your lunch hour and have a great meal because Luther is a great cook," Zach replied.
"Sirs, is all of this because Luther and I are hooking up?" Robbie spoke.
"Nope, it's because Luther has found someone who he is worthy of and will treat him like he has never known before—someone that will be there through the thick and thin, someone that loves him for him, not who's son he is," Zach replied.
* * *
Robbie hugged both of them. Harry cleared his throat and mumbled, "Kiss ass now, huh."
Ben's sharp Genman hearing understood every word. "Harry, if you don't watch yourself you will find your ass transferred to the plumbing crew for the rest of your stay here, cleaning out the deepest septic tanks with a toothbrush. Do I make myself clear?" he responded.
"Perfectly clear, boss. I'm so sorry for my mouth, sir. Please give me another chance. I promise that I will fulfill my contract and get bred hopefully very soon so I'll be back to my ranch. I didn't mean any disrespect to Robbie at all, sir."
"Ok, ok, ok, Harry, that's enough. Just please return to work."
As Harry walked away, Zach thought: clean him up a bit, hair cut, the right fitting clothes and I would tap that big ass he has on him. He watched Harry until he disappeared into the work shop.
"Zach, are you thinking what I think you are?" Ben remarked.
"Frost on the roof but a fire in the furnace, and someone just turned that flame wide open," Zach replied.
Ben snickered. "You had better have him cleaned up first, head to toe."
* * *
Zach walked away for a private call. Ty answered the phone—it was his grandfather with very strict instructions.
"I understand, Grandfather," he replied. What was strange was his last words: "Ty, remember hands off—he's mine, or you will never forget it."
"Yes sir," Ty responded.
Ben looked over at Robbie. "You, my son, are going to be putting in a full day starting tomorrow. I'll have you a crew together so George can take over your current project." He leaned over and whispered, "But don't count on Harry for a couple of days. I suspect he will be too sore for a few days to work much at all," and elbowed his side.
"What are you up to, Ben?" Zach asked.
"Just getting ready to tell Robbie when he leaves at lunch time to take the rest of the afternoon off, Zach."
"Perfect, we can get a lot accomplished before lunch, so let's get cracking," Zach replied.
Ben and Zach stood side by side and waved as Robbie took off for home at lunch.
"That's a damned good man going there," Zach remarked.
Ben seconded his comment.
* * *
Ty drove up to the workshop and went inside. After a few minutes Harry stormed out, just to stop dead in his tracks after Ty said something. He dropped his tool belt and slammed his hard hat down on top of the belt. Ty pointed to the truck and Harry got inside. Ty gave his grandfather a sign then entered the driver's door and pulled out of the area headed to the front gate going into town. Zach smiled—the plan had started.
"Zach, go a little easy on him. He's been through a lot in life. I've seen his file—it's inside if you wish to read it," Ben cleared his throat.
"Thanks, Ben, but I'd rather hear it from the Genman's own mouth."
Ty arrived at the spa and parked. "We've arrived. Go inside," he told Harry.
Ty watched as Harry entered and the staff took over. Sonja almost passed out when she saw Harry enter her spa, but Mr. Zach said he was rough—this was extreme.
* * *
Robbie could smell the lunch Luther had cooked as soon as he parked the buggy. When he entered the house he couldn't believe his eyes—the place was spotless and the table was unbelievable. The food smelled even better. They ate until full. Luther had pulled out all of the stops.
Robbie looked into his eyes. "That was fantastic and I loved it as much as I love you, but we need to keep no secrets if we're going to make it together," he remarked.
"Okay, no more secrets. What do you want or need to know?" Luther said.
"Where did you grow up at?" Robbie started.
"Here on this ranch, either at my dad's place or at my father's home," Luther replied.
"Are your parents still around here on the ranch?"
"Yes, they are still here and I'm staying at my father's house until last night," Luther responded.
Robbie took hold of Luther's hand. "Where is your father's house located at on the ranch?"
"It's the big red one trimmed in white with the swing out front where we met." Luther started to cry as he continued, "My parents are Mr. Zach and Ben and I'm a stinking half breed hybrid."
Luther got up and tried to leave, but Robbie was stronger and pulled him to his chest and kissed him. "I don't care about who the hell your parents are, Luther. I want to take you to my bed and make love to you and start our life together," he said.
By the time they were finished, the bed was broken to pieces and the mattresses were collapsed. Robbie and Luther were in the kitchen when Willie walked in from school and remarked how nice the house looked until he saw the destruction in his dad's bedroom. He let out a yelp and came running into the kitchen, hugging his dad and Luther, and grabbed the calendar and a pen to mark the day when his brother would arrive.