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Greyson

I can hear the vehicle before it shows its presence Shit, here in Spring, Florida, most everyone knows each other The break I needed carinding I just stepped out of, and it doesn’t help that I’o to job sites more and more each day

“Fucking hell” If I still s a da to curb the habit It’s been well over twelvefor hter, other days, I barely even re That’s probably partly because I keep a toothpick handy and keep myself busy with my work

The car turns the corner, and that’s when I see it—an SUV is towing a smaller what I would call Airstream, a travel trailer and iconic back in its ti is caused by a fender that’s dragging I watch the wo loosely around her shoulders, the tightness around heron with her Airstrea her eyes

I watch as she pulls into ainst the wall, one leg propped against it,loosely by aze plastered on her the entire time This woman, I can already see, she’s full of fire and ice I watch her throwing the door open, walking around her rig

“Son of a biscuit eater” She fists her hair, pulling it over to the side The way she carries herself, even pissed off, she holds herself together She’s on the petite side, would barely ure on full display in her white off-the-shoulder top, cut-off jean shorts that are s that are shapely down to her feet, which are encased in soe-style shoe I let her rant for a fewit the entire tiht causeson ways I’d take her—fro each tiainst the wall, her tits inwhat they would look, feel, and taste like, orher hair within and out of her sweet cunt

Ito put a naot my cock in a semi “Can I help you?”

“Oh my God! You scared the pee out ofto shut up now” This woreen eyes that have flecks of yellow surrounding theh cheekbones, full lips that are a deep red and havesouth

A chuckle leaves my body at the way she raht place with your rig” I hold lad that I had the sense to clean the my shop

“Serenity I’d be grateful if you could help on decided to sideswipe me on the interstate I didn’t want to stop in fear it orse than it is Which, heck, it’s pretty dang bad” Serenity’s hand is in h to her so anyplace else

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Serenity

Well, pour ranny would say he’s a sweet glass of iced tea on a hot su either He’s tall, so much taller than my five-foot-three-inch fra at his chest is because of the cork-style wedges I’, not that there was a reason to wear the, but when your life is pretty s you beco on the top, shaved close to his scalp on the sides, color like the dark sky at night when only a peep of the ot a five-o’clock shadow even though it’sht arm for Some men just have all the luck My eyes travel to his mouth A small smirk plays on his lips, and I wonder what he’d look like if he licked his lips, if he’d feel the saside mine Broad shoulders, muscular arms, one that is completely tattooed in a sleeve-like fashion, and Jesus, don’t even getht of what those hands can do to a body