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Thinking back, I remembered my visceral reaction when her horse ran into the barn without her Adrenaline surged inthe pain in er and taken off after her

God, she was beautiful standing on that pier The shirt she as transparent wet, and her dark nipples hinted through the fabric entle waves over her shoulders, and her hazel eyes glowed like the sun behind the clouds

Which was exactly the proble poet Now I had all these bullshit lines flooding e

All I could think about were her soft lips, the feel of her in ht not to respond physically to her bodywith mine in the saddle She heldteenager

Worst of all, I kissed her

She tasted like cool liquid and she smelled like heaven Shit, if she didn’tnoises I picked her up, and she was so light in my arms I wanted to carry her up to the loft, take her, claim her, make her mine, cover every inch of her skin withmy lap tormented me I was healthy, I was over the meds, and I wanted her

Growling, I rubbed es away I’d beaten one drug I could do it again

The kitchen was dark when I finally took the chance to enter I waited until everyone had eaten, visited and gone to their roo her It was beneathfroth back

When I entered the dihteneda few days at the cabin I was close to being one hundred percent, but I needed a little more time

Winona left a plate of fried chicken, a baked potato, and rolls in the o with it The fire burned low, and I walked over to sit on the hearth and have e flames caressed the black coals

It rehts when I’d camped alone and enjoyed the solitude and et me back to whole Then I’d return to the desert

A soft creak on the floorin my chest I hated the disappointment when I saas only my uncle

“Sorry to disturb your quiet,” he said, giving me a kind smile “I’d wanted to talk to you about this at dinner”

“I didn’t feel like company” I took a bite of roll, and the two of us watched the flames a moment