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important for me to have this taken care of so I won’t have to worry about something happening. How long will it take you to get the pre-nup ready?” she wanted to know.
    She couldn’t explain to her lawyer that she needed to get married before her fiancé regained his memory.
    “Oh, I should have something for you by Friday. Let’s plan for you to come by the office at three,” he said. They chatted a little about what the pre-nup would entail. Too much discussion wasn’t really necessary, though, because Mr. Edwards was already familiar with the assets of the ranch, her grandfather’s will, and also Marla’s personal assets. He wanted the time to make sure the language was airtight so Marla wouldn’t risk losing the ranch. Sometimes women in love made big mistakes around men. His job was to protect her interests, and he took his job seriously.
    “Great, we’ll see you there,” she said.
    After hanging up her cell, Marla had one less worry on her mind. Good thing, because this morning she had a new one. When she went to open the gate to let the animals out of the small corral into the larger pasture, she saw something shiny out of the corner of her eye. She turned to get a closer look. Scattered around were small pieces of twisted metal. If the alpacas stepped on those, they could be seriously injured because the bottoms of their feet had soft pads like a dog or cat. She got a bucket and started picking them up. She spent an hour walking the pasture to make sure there was nothing on the ground to harm her animals. She was about to open the gate when Karlo arrived.
    “I’m feeling much better, no headache at all. Just don’t ask me any personal questions,” he joked to let her know he still couldn’t remember anything. “So what can I do to help?” he asked.
    “I was just about to let the alpaca out of the corral and into the pasture. As they pass through the chute between here and there, I check them over from head to toe to make sure they don’t have any health issues I need to deal with. If there’s no problem, they go through the second gate into the main pasture. If I spot something, I loop them back toward the corral using this corridor,” she said, gesturing to the side.
    Alpacas were accustomed to being outdoors in all weather and only needed a three-sided structure to stay out of the worst rain or snow. Their shed was located in a small corral of about five hundred square feet. There were three gates into the corral, one led into a gated aisle about fifteen feet long. At the end of the aisle were two gates, one into the large pasture and one into another aisle that looped back to the corral’s second gate. One person could easily move the alpacas into the pasture while segregating any animals that were ill or injured. The third gate was on the side of the corral near the house. She used it for bringing in new animals, hay, and removing dung.
    “I’ll watch and help wherever you want me to. You’ll have to train me because I have no clue what I’m doing,” he said.
    He watched as she opened the gate and walked halfway down the aisle. A few of the alpacas followed her. He watched as she checked over the first two. And if his eyes wandered from what she was doing to her body — well, he was a man after all. He really liked her curvy shape and was pleased that even with no memory of their past, he still wanted her. He was so entranced with the shape of her ass as she bent over he wasn’t paying attention to his surroundings. He heard a sound and then something hit him in the back.
    “Hey!” he shouted, turning around.
    Marla stood and looked over and started laughing.
    “Oops, I guess you didn’t pay attention,” she said, trying not to laugh as Karlo twisted and craned his neck in an attempt to see what had hit him in the back. “Alpacas chew a cud, and when one of them gets mad at another one, they spit. They generally don’t spit at us so you must have gotten in between them at