Page 15 of Country Charm

Question is, can I get it? Am I passing up the opportunity to spend a memorable night with an amazing woman, because I want to try and draw things out? I’m not sure, but I won’t know without trying. This seems like the kind of thing I should talk to Harrison about, but he would spend the first thirty minutes reaming my ass before actually helping me.

“For about another hour or so. Whenever you’re ready to head to bed, I’ll make my way back home.”

“You could come to bed with me and leave after getting some rest.” Damn, she is brazen, and fuck, I am into it.

“Fuck Cassidy, you make it hard for a guy to try and do the right thing.” I squeeze her second foot a bit tighter. Her face has shifted from bewilderment to mischief.

“You and I have a different idea of what the right thing is, I’m guessing.” She pulls her foot back and slides her legs underneath her, pushing herself slightly onto her knees. The sight is titillating. “Country boys don’t do one-nighters?”

BINGO!I stand and try to not-too-obviously readjust myself.

“This country boy has done one-night stands, back in my younger days. I think I’ve suddenly outgrown it though. Quite suddenly in fact.” I can see her cheeks turn a deeper pink. The vision in front of me is near impossible to resist.

She is a goddess with her long, wavy mess of brown hair falling down her back; her full thighs are pushed tight to each other as she sits further up onto her knees, and the blush that creeps under her freckles has me almost shaking in my boots. Her green eyes look dark in this light, like a full meadow under the moonlight.

“Like right now? Can’t outgrow that tomorrow, maybe?”Her face has started to fall. I don’t want to knock down her confidence, but I can’t give in.

“You only ever do one-night, Cassidy?” I lean against the arm of her armchair.

“They have served their purpose in the past, and I haven’t the need for a repeater, yet. What about you, Hunter? You anti-fun?” She crosses her arms. Angry, but cute.

“I had a ton of fun tonight, and it seemed like you did too,” I insist as I watch the rise and fall of her chest. I’m not sure if she is going to want to press the issue more or if she’s going to admit that we had a good time.

Right in front of me, I watch something in her change. Her upset demeanor changes to one that is more amiable.

“I did, but I guess you know what you want or need to do, being the good guy and all. You’ve got a long drive ahead of you, you should probably hit the road. I bet farmers get up awful early.” There’s something in her tone I don’t quite like. Suddenly, I’m worried that in my effort to not rush things, I shut down any and every chance I could have had.

“We do,” I say softly, losing some of my confidence.

Cassidy’s long legs stretch out as she stands, and I immediately miss them being wrapped around my waist.

“Best be on your way then, Hunter,” she says sweetly. Cassidy walks past me and over to the door. She waits there for me, and I follow her lead.

Way to fuck things up, Hunt.

Once I’m just left of the door, Cassidy places her slender hand on the knob.I wish that hand was on my knob.Like she can read my thoughts, I feel a firmness grasp me. I look down and see Cassidy’s left hand cupping me. I’m still pretty hard, but the contact has me grow in an instant. I seemischief in her meadow-green eyes as she looks up at me from under her lashes.

“It was a pleasure to meet you, Hunter Hill of the Hill Family Farm. Wish I could have gotten to know this part of you more, but I’ll take what I can get.” She gives me a firm squeeze and the air I was breathing gets caught in my throat. “I’d say one really great orgasm, and the image of a hot cowboy who can kiss my breath away for the spank bank is pretty good gettin’.”

She opens the door and releases me, sliding her hand up my arm and to my shoulder. I think she might go in for a kiss, so I ready myself, but what I’m not ready for is her shoving me out. In my lack of preparation, I easily move, and she starts closing the door.

“Be sure you tell CountryHeart thank you for me,” she says as the door clicks.

I’m dumbstruck. Completely in awe. Just standing in her hallway.

Way to utterly and truly fuck things up.

Harrison would get a kick out of this. Here I was trying to take his damn advice and find something worth keeping and she all but tossed me out like trash.

I walk down the hall and call the elevator. Once inside the moving box, I lean back against the wall, dropping my head. Feeling muddled, I pinch the bridge of my nose and close my eyes.

What the fuck am I supposed to do?

If I didn’t download that stupid app I wouldn’t have gotten into this mess. This girl is different, I can tell. I know sometimes we need to work harder for the things worth having and holding, but damn.

Is chasing a girl who lives over an hour away, who only wants a night of fun, something I want to work for? Has shehad bad breakups? Did her dad tell her to stay away from men? Is she just that stubborn?

You wanted a stubborn woman,a voice in my head reminds me.

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