Page 67 of Wildest Forever

She hovers for a moment before stepping into the kitchen and standing by me.

“Morning,” she smiles down at me and I feel the air shift between us.

“Morning,” I reply and take a sip of my coffee.

“Sleep okay?” she asks as she begins to move towards the coffee pot, letting her fingers brush ever so slightly on the pot to make sure it's still warm. Reaching for a cup, I let my eyes roam over her back, slipping down to her rounded ass and shuffle in my seat.

I don't want her to know I am checking her out.

Crossing that line is not on my agenda.

Sure, our sex would be explosive, but I am not sure if we should.

It then goes from a marriage of convenience to an actual marriage and an annulment will be out the window.

“Yeah,” I admit, I didn't need to tell her that I slept awful and I was plagued by nightmares. “You?”

“So so,” she sighs as she fills her cup and comes to sit with me.

“Wanna talk about it?” I ask as my eyes settle on her. She twists her lips and drops her gaze for a moment.

“Nope, because if I talk about it, I'll cry and I don't need that today when I have to move the heifers to the lower field.”

I wait for her to look at me as I sit and drink my coffee.Seconds pass and her watery green eyes connect with mine.

“Okay,” I say softly and give her a smile.

She nods and we sit in silence as we drink our coffee.

Once we're finished, we put our mugs in the sink and I hover by the doorway.

“How's your pops?” I find myself using the name she does and my heart warms.

“Yeah, he is good, nurses said he was stable through the night, levels are good and all that,” she waves her hand in front of her.

“Well, that's good,” my lips turn up and she smiles back at me.

“Yeah,” she nods and walks towards me.

“You ready for the day?” I ask, a little hopeful.

“Think so, my first job when the sun comes up is to go and get your horse,” she hovers a hand over my chest and for the first time I want her hand on my chest, I want her to feel the way my heart beats so she knows I'm not a complete lost cause; that I can love, but I just have no idea if it would be with her.

“Thank you for doing that for me,” I say softly just as her hand retracts back beside her.

“You don't have to thank me,” she whispers.

“I know I don't have to, but I want to...” I tilt my head just as I lift my hat and run my fingers through my hair.

Her cheeks turn pink and I fucking love that. She gives me a soft nod and walks past me and towards the door.

“I've got to go into my office, have a few things to look into and then I'll be back around lunch time. I'll check on pops and sort lunch, let me know what you fancy and I’ll grab it on my way in.”

Her eyes trail over her shoulder and she gives me a smile.

“Surprise me,” she flutters a wink towards me before she opens the door and walks away.

CHAPTER TWELVE

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