He should have known that bringing Zelia home with him would cause a commotion. But oh well. He really did not mind. Though from the look in his brother’s eye and the way his mother started into Zelia, Trex had a feeling he was going to hear a lot about it. He half listened to Zelia and his mother as Sanders came over. The two listened politely before Zelia and his mother rose. “Did you need any help?” Trex inquired knowing she was going to start dinner.

Getting waved away he had a sinking feeling in his stomach that they were going to talk about him. Undoubtedly his mother would give some embarrassing stories and then try to convince Zelia he was the guy for her. 

As soon as they were out of sight, Sanders lightly punched Trex in the shoulder. “Work together huh?” He inquired a grin on his face.

Trex shot him a look. “Yes. It’s all professional.”

Sanders nodded. “Sure it is.” He smirked. “I bet you haven’t even once thought of her as anyone other than a fellow ‘guy’.” Trex frowned at him. That was a bit of a trick question. Thankfully, his father came in saving him from answering. “Did you see Trex brought home a girl?” Sanders inquired looking over at their dad. 

Trex sighed. “She’s a collogue.” He informed them. “She came along as they are her horses.” 

Marcus raised an eyebrow. “So they’re her horses?” He asked.

“Yes and no. We both were going to buy them off the previous owner and I was going to bring them here. She acquired them and decided to bring them here.”
 
“You made her pay?” Sanders inquired shaking his head. “That’s harsh.” He stated.

“No. We both were going to pay. She just did it secretly to,” He stopped as he realized that anything he said would be taken wrongly. Choosing his words carefully, he spoke. “She knew I wanted to get the horses off the man’s hands and here where they can be taken care of.” He shrugged not wanting to keep explaining it. 

Sanders shook his head, his eyes twinkling. “Sounds like someone likes you.” He stated.

“It’s not like that.” Trex shot back. He glanced toward the kitchen and lowered his voice. “We are just good friends.”

“Well, either way she seems like a good person.” Marcus stated firmly. “I’m going to go wash up and see what she has planned.” He stated heading toward the kitchen.
“Good friends?” Sanders whispered. “I thought you were collogues.” He ducked back and chuckled as Trex glared at him.