Page 19 of Country Charm

I feel like a Peeping Tom. I look over to my horse where she’s now grazing, and I feel like she is avoiding eye contact with me because she knows I’m a pervert. I adjust myself, and my phone pings again.

Cassidy: You jerking it already?

I throw my head back and laugh. I’ve learned some things about Cassidy this morning. One, she likes her sleep. Two, she thinks I have animpressive erection.Three, she quite possibly likes to be spanked. And four, she doesn’t think twice about what she says and where that will land her.

Me: If I were in bed like you, I probably would be.

Cassidy: Tsk Tsk Hunter Hill. Here we are Sunday morning basically sexting when you could have very easily still been in bed WITH me.

Cassidy: No need for jerkin’ it when we could be doin’ it.

Me: I’d like a little more than that.

Cassidy: Wake up blowjob that turns into sex?

I’m immediately laughing again.

Me: How about another dinner with me?

Cassidy: Pass. But thank you.

I scowl.

Me: For real?

Cassidy: Yeah for real, we already had dinner at my place. Why do we have to eat again? Unless by chance you want to eat me, then yes, I accept.

Me: Why don’t you want to have a meal that involves food with me?

Cassidy: Because I don’t need to date you to know I want you, Hunter Hill.

This girl is going to be a tough one to figure out. I thought women were always looking for men to court them. Take them out to fancy dinners, open doors for them, show them they’re special. Cassidy wants none of that. If anything, I want that. I don’t want her to take me to dinner or open doors for me. I want to do those things for her.

My pop used to tell me sometimes we have to think about what our woman wants and not what we want for her. The thing is, if I give Cassidy what she wants I’ll lose her faster than I can blink. Maybe I just have to think of a way to get Cassidy to want the same thing.

I don’t know what her reservations are when it comes to dating. I can’t say I’ve ever really been a relationship man, but for me, it was because I was so focused on my career.

She didn’t seem to either love or hate her job, so I don’t get a feeling it’s that. This is going to be harder than I thought. I can’t deny I want her, because I do. I have to play this carefully or I’ll find myself on my ass without a chance, again.

Me: No. You need to date me to realize you more than just want me, Cassidy Walker.

Cassidy: Awfully confident aren’t we Country Charm?

Me: I think I can offer you a hell of a lot more than those city boys who can’t keep your interest.

I see the three dots that indicate she’s typing arrive and disappear. I wait a few moments before I decide that I can’t just stand here and text her all day. I hop on Legacy and start riding back toward my main property.

I see Harrison’s trailer in the distance. He’s out in front sitting at a small outdoor patio set. He catches me passing and waves. I didn’t tell him I went out last night, but if he had gone to the main house at all, he would have seen my truck gone. Turning my horse, I head in his direction.

As I approach him, he stands. “You hungry? I got chili inside.”

“Yeah, I could eat.”

Harrison heads inside the trailer and I hop off the mare, letting her loose to graze. I pull my phone out and vow to myself that I won’t be attached to the thing. I see one unread message. With just two words the woman causes my lips to turn up and my dick to rise in appreciation.

Cassidy: Prove it.

“What’s up?” my brother asks, coming out with two bowls of chili and a Ziploc bag with corn muffins in it.

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