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  “What?” I’m shocked. Can he tell just by lookin’ at us?

  He puts an arm around my shoulders. Once there was a time that this action would have made me uncomfortable, knowin’ he was gay and the looks he used to give me. After gettin’ to know him, it doesn’t bother me now. “Ha! Don’t look so worried. Prie spilled the beans after she and Tina talked the other night on the phone.” I let out a sigh of relief. We’re about to walk into the dinin’ room when he squeezes my arm and smiles. “Not that Tina blushes every time you look at her and your eyes light up or anything.” Releasin’ me, he pats my back and walks over to sit down next to Prie. I sigh, internally, but put on a smile as I sit down next to Tina. Her eyes shift to mine than back at the table, a smile creepin’ on her face.

  “Is that your homemade cornbread,” I say, lookin’ at the large plate full of it.

  She reaches over and picks it up. Quickly, I take it from her, our fingers touchin’, shootin’ a spark through me. “Yes. I made it a few hours ago.” I couldn’t help but take two big chunks then set the plate down and smear a big piece with butter. An orgasm of tantalizin’ flavors fills me as I take a huge bite. She leans into me, her mouth close to my ear, fillin’ it with her warm breath. “I made extra. It’s in my car.” Fuck if she don’t know the way to my heart and stomach. Almost as well as she knows her way to my already hardened cock. There’ll be lots of different ways I’ll be showin’ her my thanks later tonight. Grant stayin’ over be damned.

  There’s so many different conversations goin’ on at the table, it’s hard to keep up but it’s amazin’ havin’ everyone all together. We need to do this more often. I learned that one of Colby’s horses had passed on. Always hate hearin’ news like that. Jared and Evie have started crawlin’ all over the place, reapin’ havoc in the Johnson house. Couldn’t help but laugh at that. I can’t even imagine holdin’ my own child, then watchin’ ‘em as they grow, doin’ all the first things. Must be a wonderment. Trevor got a new horse residin’ in his barn. Started trainin’ ‘em yesterday. Guess it belongs to Shelia Stiles. She’s our town librarian. And things are goin’ well over at Prie’s boardin’ house. She said that Maggie Wilson and her boy, Mike, moved out to start their new life. That’s more than amazin’. Money and other things were given as a partin’ gift to help them get started. Makes me right proud watchin’ them help people and feelin’ like I’ve had a small part in it.

  “So, will you have to be on complete bedrest, Prie?” Sadie asks as she takes a bite of her food.

  “That would suck,” Memphis chimes in.

  Prie smiles. “Not at first. I’ll have to have weekly doctor appointments right away and yes, at some point I’ll have to be on complete bedrest.”

  Trevor puts his arm around her, leanin’ into her side and kissin’ the side of her face. “We’ll do whatever it takes to make sure our baby is safe.”

  Fuck! The look they give each other, love pourin’ from them. I want that. But not with just anyone. I look over at Tina and find her lookin’ at me. She quickly looks down at her food, pushin’ her fork around on her plate. Yeah, I want that. Really bad.

  “Happy Birthday, Tina!”

  We all look as Shiloh brings in a big cake, settin’ it on the table. Tina blushes, embarrassed by all the attention. Gifts are givin’, lots of laughter, and fun.

  Dinner was amazin’ and after Tina’s cake, I’m about to bust. Us guys decide to clean up, lettin’ the women have some time to chat in the livin’ room. I’m rinsin’ off the dishes and puttin’ them in the dishwasher as Trevor puts leftovers in the refrigerator after Memphis covers them, handin’ them to him. Colby is clearin’ off the table. Gotta say we work pretty well together.

  “Glad to see you and Tina finally together,” Memphis says puttin’ some roast into a container.

  “Yeah, ‘bout time,” Grant spouts, wipin’ off a counter.

  I turn around seein’ everyone lookin’ at me and shrug but I can’t help my smile. “Well, it’s not like we haven’t been tryin’ to get together for a long time now. Seems everythin’ kept gettin’ in our way.” I turn around and start cleanin’ another plate, thinkin’ about the other night. Her body beneath mine, the feel of my cock inside her, and seein’ her beautiful face when she came.

  “I say good for you. Glad ya’ll can finally be together. Guess havin’ some sex probably didn’t hurt you much either.” Trevor laughs.

  “What?” I snap my head at him. Shit! Does everyone know we made love? “A gentleman doesn’t talk of such things.” I shrug and go back to rinsin’ the dishes. They all start laughin’ and I feel some pats on my back and arms. Now, I know for a fact that gals tell each other everythin’ so I have no doubt they all know what Tina and I’ve done. But it feels weird talkin’ to the guys about it, even though they’re my friends, well, family. Some things need to be kept private.

  “Don’t worry, man.” Memphis walks up beside me. “We don’t need to know the details. Just happy for ya.” I turn and give him a smile.

  The rest of the night was amazin’. We talked about our ranches, what’s been goin’ on in our lives. The women gettin’ all excited for Prie and talkin’ about their babies. I watched Tina durin’ that time. She contributed to their excitement, but I could tell she was also a little sad. Gotta be tough bein’ the only single gal.

  It got to be late. Well, when you own a farm and have to get up before the birds, eight o’clock is late but it’s well after ten and people start leavin’ to go home. There’s lots of hugs, kisses, and handshakes as people say their goodbyes. Tina and I are about the last to leave. I walk her to the front door, gettin’ her coat from the closet and helpin’ her put it on. Placin’ my cowboy hat on top of my head, I put my coat on and take her hand. We don’t have to walk far to her car and I open her door for her. She turns around, her mouth open to speak when I cover it with mine. Her hands slide up my chest as I deepen the kiss.

  “Fuck. I’ve wanted to do that all night,” I whisper against her lips. “Happy Birthday. “She smiles, touching the necklace around her neck I’d given her. Should I ask her over? Damn, I want her in my bed. I look into her eyes. “I hate that you’re so far from me.”

  She looks up at me and begins rubbin’ her finger over my jaw. “I’m right here,” she whispers.

  I chuckle. “I mean that you live so far away.” Her mouth forms an “o”. “Stay with me tonight. Let me keep you warm in my bed.” I watch her swallow hard, her fingers makin’ me rock hard as she continues to trail them over my jaw then over my lips.

  “What will the neighbors say,” she whispers, leanin’ up on her toes, kissin’ me. I grab the back of her neck, pullin’ her closer.

  “Fuck the neighbors.” I smile against her lips. “Damn, I wanna make love to you. So badly.”

  Okay.” Tina smiles. Leanin’ down, I kiss her again, hard. She’s breathin’ heavily as she gets in her car. I make sure she’s buckled in before I turn around and run to my truck. Thank fuck I don’t live far.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Tina

  The evening has be amazing but not nearly as incredible as what I’m about to do. I’m so excited and happy for Trevor and Prie. It was a blast having all our friends together, but damn – when Nash kissed me, my panties were soaked instantly. The need for him to be on top of me, inside me, about bowled me over. I love how he’s so attentive. How he’s such a gentleman. How he makes me feel inside whenever he’s around or when I hear his voice. It’s a bonus how his large muscles flex with his movements. How his sexy grin and how that soft red scruff moves with that fine jaw. How massive his cock is. Yeah, totally bonuses. Will I always feel this way?

  I follow him the short distance up the street and turn onto his long drive. I’d love to live out this way. Away from all the hustle and bustle in town. Serene and quiet. With spring around the corner, the
trees will become full and the grass will be turning green. It will be so beautiful. Finally reaching the end, I see him standing by the porch steps and pull up beside him on the round of the driveway. He doesn’t hesitate to jog around the front of my car and open my door for me. I barely stand when his mouth covers mine, his hands cupping my face. Damn, he literally sweeps me off my feet!

  “I wanna court ya,” he says kissing my cheek. “Take ya out to dinner.” He kisses my nose. “I wanna walk through town with you on my arm, proud that you’re my gal.” His gal! He kisses my other cheek. “I wanna give you flowers, jewelry, anythin’ you want.” He kisses my forehead then he steps back and looks into my eyes. “I want ya to move in with me.” Wait! What? My eyes widen. “Too soon?” I swallow hard. Is it too soon? Is there some kind of time limit before someone makes this decision? “It is too soon, huh?” I look up into his searching eyes and smile. He kisses my lips, and my legs weaken. “I didn’t mean to rush ya, Beauty.”

  I nod. “I know,” I whisper, my voice cracks from so many emotions.

  He bends, able to look squarely into my eyes. His hands still pressed against my face. “All I know is – I love you, Tina Brogdon. I’d move the mountains for you. I’d give you my life, my land, anythin’ you desire.”

  I reach through his strong arms and cup his face. “Nash – I....”

  He closes his eyes and when they reopen they’re full of worry. “I blew it. Didn’t I?” He doesn’t give me a chance to speak. “Dammit! I knew I was movin’ too fast. Told myself over and over to slow down. I....” I press two fingers over those luscious lips.

  “I’m falling in love with you,” I whisper. He smiles against my fingers. “But....” He frowns quickly. Leaning up, I move my fingers and kiss his delicious lips. I move back, staring into his gorgeous greens. “I want to say yes. I really do. I’m just....” Moving his right hand, he picks up my long hair, pushing it over my shoulder. “I have no doubt you’d treat me so well, much as you do now. I gave you something of mine, something I never thought I’d do.” His brows raise. “I never thought I’d find the man of my dreams to give it to.”

  “I’m more than honored,” he whispers, kissing me again. Damn, he’s making it difficult to concentrate on anything. “So – you were sayin’?” What was I saying? Oh, yeah.

  “This is just all so new to me.” He nods because he’s such a kind hearted man and understands. Why can’t I move in with him? “It’s not that I don’t have all these amazing feelings for you. I do. So much. I....” Why? Why. There’s really no reason why I couldn’t. It’s not like we haven’t known each other for a few months, just haven’t dated. Well, hell, we haven’t really had an “official” date yet. Although the pre-date was more than spectacular. All our friends love him, think he’s the greatest. So, what am I so afraid of? Getting hurt. Yeah, that would suck. Yet, I don’t really think he could ever hurt me, not intentionally. Well, hell. I smile, moving my hand down to his broad chest. “Thing is – I’m totally a bed hog.” The corner of his mouth lifts as well as an eyebrow. “I mean, I start out like a normal person. But by morning all the covers are hanging off the bed and onto the floor because I’ve literally pulled them from the other side of the bed and I’m in the center of the bed, all sprawled out.”

  Releasing my face, he wraps his arms around me, squeezing me tightly. “Well, I guess I’ll just have to get a bigger bed.” He leans down, kissing me hard. As wet as my panties are, I don’t even know why I bother wearing any when I’m around him. Moving back, he kisses my nose. “Besides. I’d be holdin’ you in my arms every night. You won’t be able to move.”

  “Oh! Well, there’s that.” I smile.

  I move my arms around his neck. “Is that a – yes?” I nod anxiously. Oh, God! What am I doing? Wait! I’m moving into a huge plantation/mansion with the hottest guy on the planet. A gorgeous cowboy who just told me he loves me! “Wooo-howdy!” he yells, picking me up by the waist and spinning me around. He stops and I slide down his body, feeling every ridge and plain through his clothes. Deep ridges and plains and is that his hard cock pressing against my stomach? Oh, hell, yeah it is. Suddenly, he bends down, grabbing underneath my legs, still holding onto me around my waist, and lifts me into his arms.

  “OH!” I scream in surprise.

  Slamming my car door, he starts carrying me around it then up the porch steps. “Gotta do this right,” he says, not even out of breath. He opens the front door and I laugh.

  “I think you only do that the night of your wedding.” I hold onto him tighter.

  “Hell, I’ll do this every day as long as you live here.”

  I giggle as he carries me up the stairs, thanking whatever powers that be that no one is around. He takes a right and passed the room I’d slept in until he reaches the last door. He opens it, flips on the light, and I hold in my gasp. I look around as he carries me across the large room. A stone fireplace in the far corner to my right. I turn my head further to the right and along the wall is a long tall dresser holding a TV. Beside the fireplace to the left is a huge bay window with a built-in padded bench. In front of that sets a small round wooden table with a chair on either side, all the wood throughout the room matching in color. To the left of the bedroom door is what I’m imagining is a bathroom. He lays me down on a mattress that’s sitting on top of a very huge bed. Not just king size but it sets up really high from the ground. He stands, briefly, and I look straight ahead at that large TV across from the bed. His bedroom is almost as big as my entire apartment!

  “Would you like to use the bathroom before we go to bed?”

  “Um – sure?” Why did I say that like a question. He reaches out his hand and helps me off the bed. He walks with me to the open door and flips on the light.

  “I’ll get you somethin’ to sleep in.” Nash smiles.

  I walk into the bathroom, hold onto the frame, and look over my shoulder, trying to sound and look sexy. “That won’t be necessary.” I wink and walk into the room, watching his eyes widen as I close the door. I fist pump the air. YES! I turn around in the large room. Wow! Even his bathroom is huge! Beige tile flooring, huge corner Jacuzzi tub and in front of me a very large shower. The toilet is closed off in a small room by itself! Long marble counter, in beige with white swirls with double sinks! It’s gorgeous! Placing my hands on the counter, I look at myself in the mirror. Rose colored cheeks. My hair is a mess. I run my fingers through the snarls. I can do this. Wait a minute! I’m not even nervous. Okay, maybe a little.

  “Are you okay in there?” His voice muffled from the door.

  I clear my throat. “Yes. Be right out.”

  Standing up, I brush back my hair and smile, showing my teeth. I gasp and rub them with my fingers then cup my hand over my mouth and let out a breath. Well, at least my breath doesn’t smell bad. I walk into the bedroom and stop, looking at the scene before me. He’d lit a fire in the fireplace, causing the room to have a soft glow. Candles are lit on the tall long dresser and nightstands. How romantic! He’s sitting on the edge of the bed in only his boxers. When he stands, his very hardened cock strains against them. Feeling brazen, I reach down and grasp the hem of my sweater, lifting it up and over my head, staring into his eyes. They turn a shade darker immediately. He walks over to me.

  “Let me,” he whispers.

  My body seems to come to life as he reaches around me, feeling him unclasp my bra. I shiver as he pulls each bra strap over my shoulders, kissing my skin where they had laid. I let my bra drop to the ground as he unbuttons my pants then watch him kneel as he pulls them down, taking my panties with them. I hold onto his large shoulders as I step out of them and push them away with my foot. He stands, taking a step back, looking down and back up my body. My shyness gone, awkwardness and stumbling forgotten, I walk up to him and take the waistband of his boxers in my hands. I watch him look down at me as I pull them off. He kicks
them away and as I slowly stand, I take his rock hard length in my hand.

  “Fuck,” he hisses as I begin to stroke up and down, putting pressure with my movements.

  I feel his hand on top of my head as I remove my hand and move down to a kneeling position, taking it into my mouth. He hisses again then pulls and pushes my head as I suck him, hard. I begin fondling his balls and his hips buck. “Fuck, Tina.” I continue the pleasure/torture until he grabs my arms, pulling my mouth away and lifting me until he throws me on the mattress making me bounce, losing my breath instantly. I barely open my eyes when he thrusts into me.

  “Ah!” I scream, grabbing his large shoulders as he fills me completely. I knew how large he was by seeing it and how my hand didn’t fit fully around it, but I’d forgotten how difficult it was to fit inside me. Then, once I relax and my body adjusts, it conforms around it. When did he have time to put on a condom?

  He begins moving in and out, slowly at first. His mouth and hands do magical things to each of my breasts and with it all at once waves of pleasure start building rapidly. His hand moves down to my aching clit and begins rubbing hard as I feel him grow inside me, pulsating with his own need. We scream out each other’s names simultaneously then he collapses beside me, leaving me breathless. We’re both lying here, trying to catch our breaths when he turns over and climbs out of bed. He soon returns, cleaning me with a warm washcloth, then leaves again when he is finished. I’m too tired to move so I lay here naked, staring over at the fire in the fireplace. I’m the daughter of wealthy parents but never have I ever been treated with such kindness, such respect, and felt such love before. I hear him walk back into the room, that magnificent body climbing onto the mattress and pulling down the covers. I can tell by his semi hardness that he’ll be ready for another round soon but I’m not so sure my body would be able to handle it. I can already feel the soreness between my legs. He lifts my legs in order to get the covers the rest of the way down, then lays down beside me, pulling them back up and over us. I’m in his arms before I can open my mouth, smiling at his thoughtfulness.