DamionI had picked up my phone to cancel the date at least five times. I was nervous as hell about leaving Oliver with a woman I had never met. I trusted Alex’s judgment. I also trusted Oliver. If Sadie did anything inappropriate, he would call her on it.“Are you sure you’re okay with me leaving?” I asked Oliver, who was curled up with a book in his favorite chair.“Yes.”He didn’t even look up from his book. To his credit, I had asked him the same question repeatedly. I was nervous as hell and it wasn’t only about leaving Oliver with a new babysitter. I wondered what it was Alex had to say. I was hoping it was a good thing and not her telling me to fuck off for good.I had changed clothes several times, trying to decide what was the best outfit. I ended up going with slacks and a simple polo. I didn’t want to be the stuffy guy from New York, but I didn’t want to be the farmer that wore dirty jeans everywhere.I heard the sound of a truck coming down the driveway. Nerves threatened
DamionI noticed the assortment of liquor bottles on top of her fridge and raised an eyebrow.“It isn’t what it looks like,” she quickly said. “I don’t party a lot. Some of that stuff is over a year old. Every once in a while, Sadie will have a girls’ night and mix up drinks. The bar in town isn’t really all that big on the fruity drinks, so we make them here.”I held up my hands. “No judgment from me.”I realized in that moment I didn’t want to go out. I didn’t want people around us. I wanted it to be just me and her. She said she wanted to talk. I wasn’t sure which way that conversation was going to go and figured privacy might be a good thing.“I’m ready to go,” she said.“Let’s stay in,” I blurted out.“What?”“What do you have in the fridge? We can whip something up and eat here. Unless you have your heart set on going out.”She shrugged. “I definitely don’t have my heart set on going out. I don’t know what I have to make, though.”“May I?” I asked, putting my hand on the fridge
AlexI couldn’t believe how much I had missed the man. My body reacted to his kiss the same way it had the first time he kissed me. It was like taking the first deep breath outside on a cool morning. It invigorated me. Every nerve and cell in my body suddenly felt alive. My hands slid up and down his back, moving to his arms, tactically taking him in at the same time as my mouth devoured his.I couldn’t get enough of him. I was starving for him. His hands went to my hips, holding me steady as his broad chest pushed against me, threatening to topple me backward. He was just as ravenous as I was. He pulled his mouth away from mine, breathing hard as he reached one hand up to stroke the hair away from my face.“Sorry,” he rasped.“Don’t be.”“This isn’t what I expected,” he said, his eyes looking into mine. “I wanted it, you, this, but I didn’t plan this.”I smiled. “Shh, don’t ruin it by talking.”He grinned. “You’re okay with this?”“Yes. Now, I think we were in the middle of something
AlexMy nails scored his back, digging in as I moved down to squeeze his firm ass, pulling him deeper inside me with every thrust. The sound of our ragged breathing filled the small kitchen. I let myself tumble into the world of lust and uninhibited desire. I gave over to the need spurring me toward an orgasm I knew would rock my world.He pulled me off the counter, my legs wrapping around him as he held me close. My breasts pushed against his hard chest. I writhed over him, sliding against him and taking him deeper inside me.“I need more,” I breathed. “Please.”He lifted me off his dick, dropping me to my feet before spinning me around. My hands gripped the edge of the counter as one of his big hands spanned the width of my lower back. He gently pushed, silently ordering me to bend forward. He flipped the skirt of my dress up, one hand still against my back, his other hand caressing over my ass before moving down the back of my thigh.I shuddered under the gentle touch. His hand mov
DamionLife was good. I wasn’t nearly as lonely as I had been a week ago. It was strange. I didn’t talk to Alex all that much, but knowing she was in the same state made a huge difference. We texted off and on throughout the day. Nothing deep or incredibly personal, but it was nice to know she was around. It made a world of difference in my attitude.I was smiling as I swung the hammer, driving the nail into the strip of wood I was using to fix the hole in the barn. I had taken off my shirt some time ago. The barn was hot as hell and I had been sweating like a damn pig. As soon as I got back from picking up Oliver, I was ordering a giant fan to put in the barn. I imagined a long, hot summer working in the barn and did not look forward to busting my ass in the heat. I needed some of the creature comforts I had grown accustomed to during my time in the city.I heard a truck coming and immediately knew it was her. With the hammer still in my hand, I walked out of the barn to see her jump
DamionI was going to be taking a very cold shower. Together, we walked inside. I left her in the living room before heading for the shower. I was thrilled she had stopped by and invited us to hang out. I wasn’t sure where we stood and was almost afraid to ask her to dinner or over to hang out. I didn’t want to risk her fleeing the state again.I quickly showered, rinsing away the sweat and dirt before dressing in a pair of casual khakis and a clean black tee. When I walked into the living room, she was staring at the picture of me and my grandfather from graduation. Oliver had insisted we keep it in the living room.“I’m ready.”“You haven’t aged all that much,” she commented.I laughed. “Besides the salt and pepper thing I’ve got going on?”She grinned. “It’s dashing. It makes you look wise and debonair.”“You mean old. It makes me look old.”Her laughter made me smile. “I guess I have a thing for old guys.”“Thanks,” I muttered. “We’ll take my car, if you don’t mind. It already has
AlexI hopped in his car after leaving my truck at my house. Damion would drop me off at home after we were finished at the fair. I liked the no pressure approach. If I went back to his place, things could get sticky—literally. I didn’t think either of us was quite ready to explain what we were doing to Oliver. I didn’t want to commit to anything and I had a feeling he wasn’t quite ready for that kind of commitment either.It was best if we took things slow and easy. I liked the casual fun we were having and didn’t want to try and make things out to be more than they were. Slow. That was the key. It was like playing a game of chess with myself. I didn’t want to cut and run again.“You can park back here,” I told Damion.“Holy shit,” he breathed. “This many people live around here?”I laughed. “When you live in this area with limited things to do, this carnival is a big draw. Everyone from the county shows up. You should be here when the fair comes to town. That is a really wild time.”
AlexI looked at Damion. “You’ve never told him much about your life here, did you?”He shrugged a shoulder. “It didn’t exactly come up a lot. Besides, he wouldn’t have understood it. He didn’t know about this life. He only knew New York.”That made me kind of sad for some reason. It was as if Damion had left Montana behind and never looked back. I wondered if he really liked being home or if he was forcing himself to stay out of obligation. “And now?” I asked.He shrugged. “And now I’m filling him in on bits and pieces of my childhood.”I nodded, but I suddenly got the feeling there was something else going on. Like he was reserving judgment for later. Like he wasn’t really buying into the idea of Oliver growing up in Montana and experiencing those same things. Maybe I was reading too much into it. I shook off the feelings, chalking it up to my own problems and worries he was going to leave.“How was school today?” I asked Oliver, steering the conversation back to the present.Oliver
AlexHe winked at me. “I was thinking I might get me a little place in Montana.”I felt tears well in my eyes. I fanned my face. “Wayne, that would be amazing.”“Yes, it would,” Damion chimed in. “We’ll have a house built for you on the farm.”“Damion!” I blurted out.“Oh no, I can’t ask you to do that,” Wayne said.“You didn’t ask. I offered. We would love to have you around. We’ll need a guest house eventually anyway.”I could see the emotion in Wayne’s eyes. “That’s a very kind offer. I’ll think on it. I don’t want to put anyone out.”“Wayne,” I said, reaching across the table and grabbing his hand. “It would be an honor to have you around.”He smiled. “You drive a hard bargain, missy,” he teased.“I certainly do.”“Montana is a great place to live,” Damion said. “I wish I would have realized it earlier. I wasted a lot of time. I don’t intend to do it again.”“Good, because I won’t let you get away from me quite so easily.”“I’m not going anywhere,” he said with a grin. “Montana is
AlexThree months laterI carried the big bowl of homemade potato salad to the back patio and placed it on the table. Betty popped her head up from where she was curled up on her bed in the corner and out of the way. She would get her leftover treats after the dinner, even though I told Wayne he shouldn’t feed her people food. My favorite men in the world were sitting around the table, chatting and talking about the early fall. I smiled at each of them before going back into the kitchen of Wayne’s house to grab the tray of burger toppings.We had driven down to spend the weekend with him before school started and our schedule got a lot less flexible. Damion had offered to buy plane tickets, but I couldn’t do it. I actually liked the drive. We all got to hang out and just talk. There was no escape when you were locked in a car with someone.My life was good. Better than good. The final puzzle pieces of my life had slid into place. I felt settled. I didn’t feel the need to run. I hadn’t
AlexI opened eyes I didn’t realize had been closed. I stared into his light blue gaze as he rose over me. My hands slid up his forearms and over his biceps, rubbing over the skin that was hot under my touch. He was just as affected as I was.His cock slid over my slick pussy before he carefully nudged forward, breaking through the folds and finding home. He pushed once, and our eyes locked as he joined his body with mine. I felt a tear slide down the side of my face as he pushed himself all the way inside my welcoming body.“Oh, Damion,” I breathed his name before my eyes slid closed and my body finally gave in to the need that had been holding me in a firm grip since his kisses started.“That’s it,” he coaxed, kissing the tip of my nose as my body arched and bucked under his. “That’s my girl. All mine. You’re mine.”I opened my eyes and found him staring at me from just a few inches away. He lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me until I could no longer think at all. I only felt. I
AlexI didn’t think I had ever been carried. Not like that anyway. I felt like a precious gift with the way he was looking at me. His gentleness was so much different than our usual way. It was strange and sweet at the same time.I watched as he pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor before stepping out of the shorts he was wearing. I could truly look at the man’s body all day. His thick cock stood loud and proud, promising great things.He was perfect in my eyes. Tall and now very tanned after all our long days working together at the farm. His muscles were more defined than what they were when he first showed up in Geraldine. He had changed. I had changed.“Looking at something?” he asked with a soft smile.“Just admiring the view from down here,” I answered.He reached down, not getting on the bed as he undid the button on my shorts. He pulled them and my panties down my legs before reaching for my arms and pulling me to a sitting position. My shirt was lifted o
DamionI smiled. “I don’t think the money will change me. At least, I hope it doesn’t. It hasn’t so far.”“What do you mean?”“I mean I had the money before I came back.”Her mouth dropped open. “What? You have it? I thought you said you had to wait six months.”I nodded. “I did. Or so I was told. When I went to Harvey to ask about the will and where the farm would go if I turned it down, he told me you and he had talked. He said you told him you were impressed with what I had done and that I was taking it seriously. I told him it didn’t matter and had him draw up the documents to give you the farm. I told him to give the money to charity or whatever. I was in New York when I got the documents in the mail saying the accounts had been transferred to my name. A rather large check was included.”She shook her head. “You turned down the money?”I nodded. “I did.”“But you have it now?”“I do. I’ll admit I bought the SUV with cash. It didn’t make sense to carry a loan and pay interest.”Sh
DamionI heard the knock on the door and walked out of my bedroom to answer it. Sadie was standing on the other side, a soft smile on her face.“Hi,” she greeted.“Hi,” I answered, pulling the door open for her. “I was just folding the last bit of laundry.”“You’re folding your own laundry?” she asked.I groaned. “She told you.”“She did. Of course, she did. There’s a reason I offered to babysit Oliver without you asking. You two need to talk and I’m here to make sure that happens.”“I appreciate it. And yes, I do my own laundry. I also clean toilets and sweep the floors. I’m still the same man I’ve always been.”“I believe you. Now you need to convince her of that.”I shook my head. “You make it sound like it’s easy.”“I think I smoothed the way for you, but if you screw it up, that’s on you.”I laughed. “Good to know. Oliver is in his room. I’m going to toss a load in the washer and then I’ll head out.”“Take your time. My schedule is clear. This could take a while. Don’t give up to
Alex“Sadie, this is real. I’m not kidding. He inherited a fortune. The only reason he is here is to get that fortune.”“Did he say he wanted to leave?”“No, but—”She held up a hand. “Exactly. He came back for you.”I slapped a hand on the table. “This is what I’m trying to explain to you. He didn’t come back for me. He came back for the money.”“Do you honestly think he would jerk his kid back and forth across the country for the money? I don’t know him half as well as you do, but even I know he lives and breathes for that boy. He isn’t going to do anything that would hurt Oliver. He knows Oliver likes it here. Oliver couldn’t stop talking about how much he missed you when they were gone. How much Damion missed you. It’s real, Alex. Very real. Before you push him away, ask yourself if you’re really being rational.”I leaned back in my seat. “You’re being harsh.”“I’m sorry, but I have to be. I can’t let you ruin this. He’s so good for you. You don’t see how different you are with hi
AlexI glanced in the bathroom mirror as I washed my hands and face. I looked like hell. I wasn’t interested in showering. Not yet. I piled my hair on top of my head in a messy bun. Not cute messy but legit messy. I slid my slippered feet along the floor as I made my way to the kitchen. I needed coffee. A lot of coffee. I hadn’t slept much at all. Two nights of no sleep was wreaking havoc on me.There was a knock on my door just as I was starting my coffee. I slowly walked over to see who it was.“I see you,” Sadie called.“You can’t see through wood,” I told her.“Open the door.”“I’m not decent,” I retorted.“No shit. Open it anyway.”I sighed, unlocking the door and pulling it open, expecting the comments about the state of my appearance. “What are you doing here?” I asked.“Wow. This is a bad one. Have you showered this week?” She curled her lip. “I can flip you on your head and mop the floor with all that oil in your hair.”“That’s really not very nice,” I retorted.“You don’t lo
Damion“With that kind of money, I think you can certainly buy love.”“Not real love. I didn’t want some woman faking it.”“Do you think Alex is like that?” he asked, his tone slightly accusing.“Not at all,” I answered. “She’s the real deal. I know she loves Oliver and he loves her.”He was quiet for a few seconds. “Does she know you already have the money?”I shrugged. “I’m not sure. It seemed like she thought I had it or was going to be getting it soon.”“You didn’t tell her you had it before you came back the second time?”I slowly shook my head. “No. It seemed pointless. Alex is stubborn. When she gets something in her head, there’s no dislodging it. I didn’t see any point in arguing. She wasn’t going to believe a word I said. She’s convinced I’ve been lying to her from day one. Anything I said was going to be rejected. I didn’t want to stick around and listen to her insult me or what we had. I didn’t want to get mad and say something I would regret. I left.”“You do that a lot,”