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210 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 12, 2013

"Ever work a farm, kid?" he asked condescendingly.
Chewing on my lower lip, I shook my head. "No, sir, but I learn quickly."
He snorted, his gaze falling to my expensive watch and designer clothes. "I don't think so. Wouldn't want you to break a nail."

His tongue ran greedily along the seam of my lips, and I parted them, unable to control the sounds I made when it entered my mouth and touched mine. His wet warmth was more incredible than I'd ever imagined. Our tongues met, retreated, and met again as I willingly let him explore the recesses of my mouth and he coaxed me to do the same to his. I wanted everything right then, I wanted to feel him in me, above me, around me, but his pace was languid, unhurried in his experience. Teeth tugged on lips, lips sucked on tongues, and nails burrowed into muscle.

"Where are the rest of the animals?" I blurted, trying to make conversation. His brows met in confusion. "Like cows and pigs."
"This isn't a nursery rhyme farm, and I'm not old McDonald." He chuckled.
"I mean, I expected a farm to have other animals and…stuff."
Bending over, I scrubbed the back of the saddle, singing with the music I could hear from downstairs, a song about saving a horse and riding a cowboy.
"I know a cowboy I'd like to ride," I snickered cleverly to myself.
"Hungry?"
I jumped upright, almost falling over, and spun around to find Chase in the doorway with Admiral's saddle draped over one arm and the bridle hanging on his shoulder.

Taking a chance, I spoke up. "Can you teach me how to ride?"
He coughed, quickly covering his mouth with the back of his hand before dragging it across. "Excuse me?" he choked.
"I want to learn how to ride."
"Ride…"
"Yeah." I nodded. "Something I've always wanted to learn since I was a kid, but there aren't many horses in the city."
"Horses…right," he murmured softly.
"So, will you teach me?"







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!!"Can I stay here?" I asked worriedly.
Even in the dim light, I saw a flash of emotion in his eyes at my question before he nodded.
‘Keeping his eyes on the tractor in the ring, ha said with a hint of his crooked smile, "Stop staring".
"I can't help it," I said with a shrug.
"Try harder."
Rolling my eyes under my hat, I returned my attention to the tractors, and not Chase or...’
“Sometimes I wonder if maybe he sent you to me.”































"...After all, what could a nineteen-year-old kid know about lifelong love?
But maybe the nineteen-year-old kid knew what love was because he felt it as his heart shattered in the aisle of a soundless barn."