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Brandon

“Johnnie Walker Straight up,” I say, leaning against the bar, not wanting to sit down I’d been in a saddle all day riding fence lines after the bad storht now In fact, all I want to do is shoot whiskey untilmyself to the hotel next door and crash into a mattress that has probably seen better days But I don’t care For a night away from the Johnson farm, I’d sleep on a bed of nails

Fuck, I hate that place One second I think I’ hell All I ever wanted was to be a forethe Johnson fars have turned into a living hell, and I’ to question if maybe it’s time to move on

Cash bought the land a few years back because the fare of it since old man Johnson owned it, but it eventually became too much for their fa it for hi as I can re a far for me anymore

When Cash bought it, he’d let the owners keep the house with a so, Johnson’s daughter June had come home after a bitter divorce She’s the reason the far ivein a shitty hotel for a few days sounds like paradise right now Anything to keep June’s claws fro her nails into me

Dolly Jennings’ face appears in roan All that red hair that I can never see dioddamn sweet No hts The bartender, Jithat can et about the woman I can’t ever have That little firecracker who’s way out of ood for s I want to do to her But it’s been this way since she strolled intoht with no

I pick up the glass of whiskey and shoot it back, feeling the burn of the alcohol hit h deep down I don't want it to go away I pause for a second and then decide to order another when June steps in front of o

“Hey, cowboy Lucky seeing you here” She winks ata little too close Her fancy perfu my throat burn more than the whiskey did She’s always like this I never understand what June is up to Tonight she’s dressed in cowboy boots and shorts so short I’irl ie in the way she dresses, but I’ve never seen her work on the land a day in her life

She’s a Beverly Hills cowgirl, if there is even such a thing June doesn’t look like she could last an hour doing real work Her straight bleach-blonde hair is never out of place and her face is covered with too much makeup June wants to playI have no intention of doing

“June,” I say, taking a step back, but she follows me

“Brandon” She does a little eye-roll, like she’s teasing or we’re playing soame Her hand comes to my chest “You still can’t call me JJ? Everyone does”

Her fake shts up her face I know she can turn it on and off in an instant I’d seen her do it tiain to her own parents She was the reason they’d lost their farin with They had to sell it to clean up after their daughter June could spendcould lick his balls

“I’ another step back and letting her hand drop away I don’t want to give her the wrong idea I think I did that when she’d first co ht when she’d caught me out on my porch She talked about how all she wanted to do was find a good man and to settle down, have a few kids and all that

I told her I wanted the sa years around Cash and his wife, Clare, I kneanted what they had A fa I’d never really had All I ever had was a drunken father, and the only thing I felt about hihteen at the time, and thankful I didn’t have to worry about hi up after hi when he passed Neither of us had to be miserable anymore

June had taken it to ether, and I’ve been trying to get her to see I hadn’t meant I wanted to start a family with

her But June has always gotten what she wants since she was a little girl, so she can’t understand when people tell her no She can flip those tears and pouts on and off, but it does nothing for me

I glance around the bar, seeing plenty of hts set on me I don’t see why she doesn’t try elsewhere

“No, you’re definitely not everyone,” she says in a husky voice, and I wonder if that really works for her Maybe it does, with how theat her

When I start to pullin front of ht blue eyes are narrowed on one She looks pissed Normally she’s all smiles when she sees me Even flirts with me on occasion I try to avoid it, because unlike with June, I fucking love it when Dolly givesI shouldn’t like She’s too young for ht when I lie down in bed and stroke ht of her

My favorite one, the one that’s been killing me recently, is ould happen to those dimples when she’d be on her knees in front of me, my cock in her mouth as she sucked me down her throat Would they disappear, or would I catch little glimpses of them as she worked her way up and down my dick?

Fuck I try to push the thought fro hard She shouldn’t even be in here She’s still a year shy of twenty-one I thought I’d be safe in a bar, but here she is, standing in front of me She looks madder than a cat with its tail on fire

“You’re too young to be in here, Dolly,” I tell her, looking down at her

Jesus, she’s gorgeous I just want to reach out and touch her Runher creaht she’d be with all those curves She’s built for a ht To see standing in your kitchen, barefoot and round with your child Not a speck ofafter your kids all day My chest aches with how e to come true

“Guess you better step away from this skank and follow me Make sure I’m safe while I’ there I shouldn’t follow her, but she’s right There are toodicks in this place to let her wander around on her own I’ll just watch her Make sure she gets home okay

June tries to grab , watching Dolly’s lush ass in her tight jeans all the way back to her seat I watch her sit doith a dark-haired girl, and I take a seat on the other side of her

“I guess you handled that,” the dark-haired girl says, looking over at me

“Nobody fucks hat’s mine,” Dolly says

I grip the side of the bar at her words, fighting to keepcomments like that over the years I used to think it was just sorow out of No way a girl like her would want to be saddled with someone ten years older than her Someone who didn’t even have a name around here Her fas family

If she keeps throwing that shit at ets She thinks it’s cute and funny, but aup with lately, I’d love to get lost in Dolly and forget about everything else