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Prologue

Reese

Thank goodness it’s summer and I don’t have to think about lesson plans,in the elite of super-elite private schools for the lifestyle of the rich and fa I have never done before, evenoff for the sue in the town of Galveston, Texas It’s only a couple of hours fro and the children involved, I loathe the faculty And don’t get me started on the parents Sometimes I think they expect their children to piss excellence even when they’re already at the top of their class

That’s another reason I’ away Burnout is real, and it’s time for me to re-evaluate this career path I’e schools or jobs

“Holy shit,” I breathe out, interrupting hts I’ve just walked into a bar here in Galveston, not at all what I was expecting It’s dark and‘Wolf’s Bar and Grill’ The country , people are line dancing, and shots are being slung back like its water My own body sways to the rhyth of country e Strait Iand join in Not caring that I’ the most unconventional shoes as we do a box-style dance By the ti at the nape ofmyself as I walk off the dance floor when I’m stopped inirl who’s here by herself, wearing a white tank top, distressed cut-off jean shorts, and flip flops I’m clearly not dressed for this bar, but I couldn’t help but walk in to see what it was about I’lad I did too I make my way towards the man whose eyes haven’t left mine The bar isn’t overly busy, and I’m thankful as I slide onto a stool

“How can I help you, sunshine?” the handsoobsmacked, struck quiet, and words are seriously hard That’s probably why I’ot longish brown hair that is peeping out at the nape of his collar, dark skin, a sharp jawline, and hauntingly pretty blue eyes that I can see even in the sh, it’s as if he knohat he’s got going on and he’s not afraid to turn on the charm This cowboy most definitely has trouble written all over hiet into

“Sex on the Beach, please?” I return with a soofy

“You got it” He taps the bar top with his hands, showing off his ht black shirt with the bar’s name emblazoned on it, and when he turns around…shew, the way this cowboy can fill out a pair of jeans, I do believe I’ood time

One

Wolf

I ive her an eyeful ofthe the apples of her cheeks bloohts The way she was shaking her ass on the dance floor, not even seeing the way people made room for her as she kept up with the other dancers My eyes never left her body, that’s for fucking sure

“Can anyone ride the mechanical bull?” Dark reen eyes that can see deep into your soul, and lips that wereand ripe for my own, red in color, and I’d love to see just what else matches the color of her lips

“Yeah, you want to ride it?” I turn around, bringing the drink she ordered to the bar top

“Maybe not tonight I don’t think I’m dressed for the occasion” She holds up her foot to show s and how flexible she is

“I guess it’s a good thing I’hts in case you want to ride Bushwhacker” The way she lets her laugh out, abandoning any kind of pretense ofat her I’ht, my arms crossed over my chest, and let them know to back the fuck off