you know to conserve water, and we get in bed. We are both so tired we don’t have the energy to do anything but kiss a little. I snuggle my behind into him, his arm wrapping around me, and his hand finds my butt cheek, squeezes it once and we both fall asleep.
I awake to warmth in between my thighs and feel his hand resting there. My head turns to him, and I find him sleeping soundly. I could lay here all morning and watch him. He’s so beautiful, hot and sexy. My heart starts racing, Shit! I can’t believe I’m so lucky.
I remove myself from his entanglement slowly so I don’t disturb him. He works so hard, and it’s only 5 a.m. so I want him to sleep as late as he can. I tiptoe to the bathroom, do my duties, pull my hair up into a ponytail and throw on some shorts and one of his t-shirts.
Ah, the smell of sexy, mmmm.
I head down to the kitchen and decide to make waffles and bacon to send my man off to work with a full tummy. He likes his coffee black and strong, so I make a pot and start my latte. Life is good.
Placing everything on the table, I almost dropped the plate of waffles when arms sneak around my waist, kisses raining on my neck, and I giggle helplessly. “Morning, sexy. You almost made me drop your breakfast, but keep going.” More giggles erupt. The kisses persist but hey, I’m not complaining. I pout when he releases me, grabs the plate of waffles and sets it on the table. He pulls out my chair and pushes me up to the table as I sit.
Such a gentleman.
“What did I do to get such an awesome treat this morning,” he says giving me his fuck hawt sexy smile. I giggle again. Oh, my God! What’s wrong with me?
I reach over and take his hand. His thumb instantly starts rubbing across my knuckles. “I just wanted you to go off to work with a full stomach. I know you’ve been working so hard at the shop and here. I wanted to do something special. And I can’t wait to see you in action tomorrow night at the bar. I was, um, rather inebriated last time so I didn’t really get to enjoy your performance.”
He leans across the table and kisses my nose. “You already do special things by just being here, loving me and letting me love you, my beauty.”
I just melted right here, will have to clean up the mess later
.
Chapter Nine
Lana, my friend from the Sweet Café, is picking me up to go to the bar tonight to hear my sexy rocker’s band play. We haven’t gotten to spend much time together so we decided tonight would be a great time to catch up. I chose to wear my faded blue jeans, pink quarter length sleeved sweater, low cut of course, and my matching pink high heels. My long hair is left down, just like my man loves it. He had to leave early to help his band set up, and I’m finishing my makeup, waiting for Lana, when the doorbell rings.
I run downstairs and look through the peep hole. Huh? Who the hell is that? I open the door a crack. “Yes?” A young man, maybe a little older than Tuck, dressed all in black, looks up at me and smiles.
“Hello, is Tucker Williams here? Colt Darndage is my name and we go way back. Haven’t seen him in a long time. I wanted to catch up.” He smiles again.
Opening the door all the way, I stick my hand out and instead of him shaking it, he brings it up to his mouth and kisses it. “Oh! Sorry. Tuck never mentioned you before.” I pry my hand away and cross my arm around my waist. I begin to close the door. “He’s not here right now. I’ll be sure and tell him you stopped by though.”
He bows and turns to leave. “You be sure and do that. I will enjoy visiting with him soon.” He walks down the porch step and heads to a black Mercedes.
Hmmm. That was so weird!
Lana shows up about twenty minutes later, and we head to the bar. We get in free, thanks to Shane, and go to the reserved booth in the corner. I’m not sure I like this booth after the bad memories from the last time I was here to watch him and then again when he got plastered. Oh! However,
I awake to warmth in between my thighs and feel his hand resting there. My head turns to him, and I find him sleeping soundly. I could lay here all morning and watch him. He’s so beautiful, hot and sexy. My heart starts racing, Shit! I can’t believe I’m so lucky.
I remove myself from his entanglement slowly so I don’t disturb him. He works so hard, and it’s only 5 a.m. so I want him to sleep as late as he can. I tiptoe to the bathroom, do my duties, pull my hair up into a ponytail and throw on some shorts and one of his t-shirts.
Ah, the smell of sexy, mmmm.
I head down to the kitchen and decide to make waffles and bacon to send my man off to work with a full tummy. He likes his coffee black and strong, so I make a pot and start my latte. Life is good.
Placing everything on the table, I almost dropped the plate of waffles when arms sneak around my waist, kisses raining on my neck, and I giggle helplessly. “Morning, sexy. You almost made me drop your breakfast, but keep going.” More giggles erupt. The kisses persist but hey, I’m not complaining. I pout when he releases me, grabs the plate of waffles and sets it on the table. He pulls out my chair and pushes me up to the table as I sit.
Such a gentleman.
“What did I do to get such an awesome treat this morning,” he says giving me his fuck hawt sexy smile. I giggle again. Oh, my God! What’s wrong with me?
I reach over and take his hand. His thumb instantly starts rubbing across my knuckles. “I just wanted you to go off to work with a full stomach. I know you’ve been working so hard at the shop and here. I wanted to do something special. And I can’t wait to see you in action tomorrow night at the bar. I was, um, rather inebriated last time so I didn’t really get to enjoy your performance.”
He leans across the table and kisses my nose. “You already do special things by just being here, loving me and letting me love you, my beauty.”
I just melted right here, will have to clean up the mess later
.
Chapter Nine
Lana, my friend from the Sweet Café, is picking me up to go to the bar tonight to hear my sexy rocker’s band play. We haven’t gotten to spend much time together so we decided tonight would be a great time to catch up. I chose to wear my faded blue jeans, pink quarter length sleeved sweater, low cut of course, and my matching pink high heels. My long hair is left down, just like my man loves it. He had to leave early to help his band set up, and I’m finishing my makeup, waiting for Lana, when the doorbell rings.
I run downstairs and look through the peep hole. Huh? Who the hell is that? I open the door a crack. “Yes?” A young man, maybe a little older than Tuck, dressed all in black, looks up at me and smiles.
“Hello, is Tucker Williams here? Colt Darndage is my name and we go way back. Haven’t seen him in a long time. I wanted to catch up.” He smiles again.
Opening the door all the way, I stick my hand out and instead of him shaking it, he brings it up to his mouth and kisses it. “Oh! Sorry. Tuck never mentioned you before.” I pry my hand away and cross my arm around my waist. I begin to close the door. “He’s not here right now. I’ll be sure and tell him you stopped by though.”
He bows and turns to leave. “You be sure and do that. I will enjoy visiting with him soon.” He walks down the porch step and heads to a black Mercedes.
Hmmm. That was so weird!
Lana shows up about twenty minutes later, and we head to the bar. We get in free, thanks to Shane, and go to the reserved booth in the corner. I’m not sure I like this booth after the bad memories from the last time I was here to watch him and then again when he got plastered. Oh! However,
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